February 4, 2007 update
February 4, 2007
A lot has happened since the last time I posted. I find myself in a new year with new goals and new accomplishments. Isn’t it great to see our progress as we glimpse back?!
Preston is walking now. I can’t believe he’s almost a year old. He sure gets spoiled by all the loving Sisters at church. When we enter the building he is swept out of my arms, and gently returned when it’s time to go home. It’s a nice break for me.
I’m amazed how fast the time is passing. It seems like time is accelerating daily. D and J are growing so fast. Just the other day D said, “Mom, come spend some time with your oldest son, in just 9 years I’ll be leaving for my mission.” It was so cute! I took his advice. J realizes how smart he is and how awesome of a memory he has. He came home from school the other day and said, “Mom my homework is to study spelling and ortografia (Spanish spelling), and I’m not going to study either and I’ll still get a perfect score on the test.” That he does every time, so I’m not complaining.
Speaking of school…We’ve been concerned as to how to handle school when we leave Mexico. School here is about 2 years ahead of public school in the States. After seeing how much the kids have progressed and how much they’re learning, we can’t bear to halt their progress by putting them into public school. We’ve looked into private schools, and charter schools, and we don’t feel they are the answer either. After much thought, research, studying, and prayer, we’ve decided that we will be home schooling after this school year. I feel the great responsibility of teaching our children correct principles and making sure they’re properly prepared to venture out into the world. We’re all excited about this new adventure.
My husband experienced his first, and hopefully last, crash into Lake Chapala. Fortunately, his mental preparation for such an event saved his life as he was able to remain calm and unbuckle his harness while he was in the process of sinking to the bottom of the lake. He was able to recover his motor, and he jokes that it was a good thing because it needed a good washing anyway. Damage to the digital camera was irreparable, the cell phone display no longer functions, and his MP3 player is still somewhere in the depths of Lake Chapala. Although he won’t admit it, I imagine he suffered at least a little ego damage as well, but I’m sure the onlookers got some “historical photos” out of the whole incident. I think it’s a good thing he was able to walk away in one piece.
We’ve made many great friends during our stay in Mexico. One of my really good friends is getting married in May in Chihuahua. I hope I can arrange to attend her wedding in the Juarez Temple.
The other day after comida and homework, we decided to go into Chapala. After haircuts and a shopping trip to the largest Supermarket in the lakeside area, the kids wanted to go to one of the outdoor markets, so we went. By this time it was P’s bedtime and I was feeling anxious to get home so I could bathe him and put him in bed. My husband mentioned that it had been a while since we stopped in at our favorite taco stand which usually was ready to serve tacos at 8 p.m. Now being the organized- stick to the schedule- type woman that I am, I was really wanting to just get home ASAP, and the stress was building! My husband had to stop at a Papeleria (paper store) and the kids enjoyed going with him while I waited in the car with the baby. Preston fell asleep. Quiet moments in the car are some of the most inspirational moments of my life!!! The thought came to me… What the heck! Let’s go for tacos! Who cares if the baby isn’t in his bed at his exact regular bed time! So he’ll miss a bath today, so what! Maybe we’ll get home a little late, so what! We’re having fun as a family and that’s what matters! Ahhhh…I thought! So this is what it feels like to surrender. What a WONDERFUL feeling, to just go with the flow. So we went for tacos! Happily! The kids happily ran to the market across the street and got drinks, and we sat in the car (it was a bit chilly outside) eating delicious Mexican tacos as a family. It was a delightful evening. How thankful I am for quiet moments of contemplation, and thoughts that remind me to “stop and smell the roses” a little longer.






















