Wednesday, 17 December, 2003
Amy had her birthday party last night. She was so excited. Another one of those “best days ever” kind of days. We put up some balloons and had lots of desserts, ice cream, and treats for everyone. I didn’t make another cake since we were still working on the pink one from her birthday. Her friend Ellie Glover and family came, Lexie Krause (next door neighbor) and parents, Jamie Riddle (Chris’ coworker), and Rochelle Allred and kids (friends from church). Her bestest friend Audrey Wasden couldn’t come because her mom was sick. She got a new dress and purse from Jamie, a Strawberry Shortcake doll, crayons, and coloring book from Ellie and a Barbie Princess dress-up dress from Lexie. There were quite a few kids running through the house and even though we didn’t plan anything formal other than eating and opening presents, they had a great time. At play group today, Audrey gave Amy a fun balancing game with lots and lots of little pieces that I am already tired of picking up.
Thursday, 11 December, 2003
Amy turns four today. She has been so excited about her birthday coming. We had hoped to have a small birthday party for some of her friends and their family tonight, but either they are out of town or have school programs to attend. So we have moved the friends party to next Tuesday and celebrate tonight by going out to dinner at La Mariposa in Longmont (one of our favorite Mexican restaurants) and then came home after for PINK birthday cake. She has been requesting pink for probably the entire year now. Chris and I gave her a new dress, pants and a shirt, and "The Lion King" DVD. Grandma Ball sent a new Leap Frog learning system, Grandpa Kline sent money for her savings account, Grandma Andrews sent money for fun (though we usually end up depositing it in her account), and Grandma and Grandpa Rice sent a necklace. Amy kept saying “This is my best birthday ever”. Good since she doesn’t have too many to compare it to.
Friday, 5 December, 2003
Chris comes home today!!! Wahoo. We are all excited. It seemed as though this day would never come, but I am so grateful that it is finally here. I will take the girls to the airport with me this time as his flight comes in at 5:30 pm. Amy has been very vocal about missing her dad while he has been gone. As I sit here and listen to her “write a letter” to grandma, she says “I really love my dad, but please come home.” A couple of days ago, she said to me “Mom, please can we call daddy? I’ll be your best friend.” I passed that info along to Chris and a couple of seconds later, the phone rang. She was thrilled to have her own phone call.
Amy was just talking to me about Grandma and Grandpa Rice and wanted to call them. I told her that we couldn’t because they were at the temple today. “Are they getting married.” “No, they are already married. They have been married almost 41 years.” She responds, “I don’t want to get married.” I say, “Well someday when you get bigger.” Amy: “I don’t want to get bigger. I just want to stay little. Well, maybe a little bit bigger so that I can go to school.”
Misha hasn’t been nearly so vocal about Chris being gone, but when he came home last week and found him in bed on Tuesday morning, she laid on his chest and enfolded him in a hug that lasted for about a minute. It was pretty tender to watch.
Three of my brothers came to visit last week. Brad, Shane, and Dallin and his family. It was quite a full house, moreso because we hadn’t planned on Chris being here at all. It was enjoyable but a lot of work. Endless meals it seemed like and then lots of cleaning up after.
Amy was just talking to me about Grandma and Grandpa Rice and wanted to call them. I told her that we couldn’t because they were at the temple today. “Are they getting married.” “No, they are already married. They have been married almost 41 years.” She responds, “I don’t want to get married.” I say, “Well someday when you get bigger.” Amy: “I don’t want to get bigger. I just want to stay little. Well, maybe a little bit bigger so that I can go to school.”
Misha hasn’t been nearly so vocal about Chris being gone, but when he came home last week and found him in bed on Tuesday morning, she laid on his chest and enfolded him in a hug that lasted for about a minute. It was pretty tender to watch.
Three of my brothers came to visit last week. Brad, Shane, and Dallin and his family. It was quite a full house, moreso because we hadn’t planned on Chris being here at all. It was enjoyable but a lot of work. Endless meals it seemed like and then lots of cleaning up after.
Tuesday, 2 December, 2003
Only three more days until Chris comes home. He was able to get away for a couple of days last week and flew home for Thanksgiving but had to return on Friday. His flight came in at 11 pm last Monday. I wasn’t looking forward to driving to the airport at a time when I am normally fast asleep and a little slow on the cognitive response, but what to do? Rochelle Allred was kind enough to offer to stay with the girls while I went, since they were sleeping. That was nice not to have to wake them up and put them in a cold car.
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