God's Protection

When we had our first baby, the floor was always clean and checked for possible choking hazards. (Obviously it didn't work when I dropped a piece of lettuce on the kitchen floor one day and my son scooped it up and then my mother in law started feeding him a bottle without knowing it was in his mouth, and he choked and spewed everywhere...)

But now with FOUR boys, poor Levi has no chance. There is constantly something on the floor, whether an old goldfish cracker, a bandaid, a piece of paper, or a broken toy or pencil.

I was putting my older three to bed when I heard Levi crying. He usually cries for me lately so I did not check on him, simply hurried with the boys' prayers.

I got downstairs finally and picked up my sobbing 8 month old and then noticed a pile of vomit on the floor about two feet away. That's not TOO unusual as he has reflux, but it was quite alot. Then I saw it...a piece of paper/tape in the middle. He had choked on a piece of tape or something and it made him vomit! I felt awful....here I could have come downstairs to a baby who was not breathing, but instead all I had to do is wipe up some puke.

Thank you, Lord! I think next time he will just have to come up and sit in his crib during bedtime prayers.

What a trooper!

My kindergartener, Isaac, has been such a trooper this week.

All year long, he has had difficulty hearing...even so far as to make a few of his teachers think he had a sort of mild autism. Finally we got him to the ENT and discovered his ears were completely full of fluid to where he could not hear much of anything. (Must be taking after his big brother!)

So yesterday morning he got his tubes in....daddy took him, by Isaac's choice. He was SO perky when he got home, it was hard to believe he just had surgery. Not sick, not drowsy, nothing! Amazing how kids can do that. He was just happy he got to play video games instead of go back to school.

So Mr. Perky got to go to school today...but then, at 11:30am, I got The Phonecall. His teacher said "I have good news....Isaac can hear very well today! But....the bad news is, he just fell on the slide steps and cut his gums pretty bad and his tooth looks crooked." Nice. This is only the SECOND time he has done this to his mouth on that slide! You'd think he'd learn NOT to run on those steps. Anyway so my husband dropped what he was doing and went to pick him up and take him straight to the dentist. Thankfully, nothing was wrong...and he didn't even need a stitch or anything. Isaac was totally fine through all of it...except being upset there was blood on his new white sneakers. Ahhh priorities. But his teacher washed his sneakers, so all is right with the world.

Ever wish you could put your kid in a bubble for awhile? *sigh*

What a relief!

There are still some great people in this world....and it is also true that the more kids you have, the more brain cells you lose. I have been so idiotic lately its not even funny!

So the other day I'm at JCPenney outlet digging around for a deal. They have great prices on curtains and sometimes you have to dig to find a match, or whatever. (The stuff I worked so hard digging up ended up not even matching and had to be returned anyway!)

So a few times, during my "treasure hunt", I set my purse next to me on the floor as I was searching the lower shelves. I figured it was safer there than up in the cart I was not watching. I remember telling myself "Do NOT leave this on the floor when you get up!" So a few times I got up and grabbed my purse.

Near the end of my shopping trip I dug in a few more curtain bins, and then got in line at the checkout. It was then I realized I did NOT have my purse! My purse with my cell phone, car keys, cash, and all my credit and debit cards! Not to mention my license and Social Security card. My heart just dropped...how was I going to buy my stuff? Wait...forget that...how was I going to get home?

I turned to the closest shopper to me and said "Do you have a cell phone?" She looked at me warily and began edging away as if I were mad. "I'm really sorry but I just lost my purse and I need somebody to call my cell phone so I can hear if it rings in the aisle, or in somebody's hands, or what!" The lady looked at me as if I were a little more sane this time, and started dialing the number I told her. No ring was heard anywhere. It was already gone. I figured, long gone, as we were very close to the outside doors. I began to majorly panic. However then I asked the (strange) checkout lady and she stated that a purse had just been turned in and the other worker had just taken it back to customer service.

Whew! What a relief! And just then the lady on the cell phone stated that customer service had just answered my cell phone as well. The last question was, when I get my purse, will it still have anything important inside?

I got back there and found everything in tact...not a penny was stolen. Wow. There really ARE some good people in this world. It would have been sooo easy for someone to grab it and casually walk out the doors, and it would have been gone forever.

Whoever returned my purse.... THANK YOU!