Toilet Trouble

The other day I was complaining to my sister on the phone about my day and the subject of my blog came up. She, who has never read my blog, said, "You should blog about today," and I said, "Oh no- I blog about my blessings... only positive things." Then she said, "Then what will you blog about?"..... and that got me thinking... and thinking... there has to be something... and even on a bad day, I could find many blessings or some way that I could see the hand of the Lord in my life.

So, going back to the day of the phone call (3 days ago)... we had some toilet trouble. Sara went in to use the downstairs bathroom and she said, "I'm not going in there, Dad left it a big mess" (she gave Dad the blame on this one :) She said the toilet was yucky... and I told her to flush it. She did, and came out again and said, "I think something's stuck- it won't go down" So- I finally go in to look and there is yucky, stinky, ( I won't say more) water up to the brim. I get the plunger and say, "Don't flush this again!" As I'm starting to plunge, the plunger breaks, yes breaks, and at the same time a little body (Mac) sneaks in by me and flushes the toilet... the green, yucky, stinky, water flowing over onto the floor all over, while Mac is saying (and signing) "all done, all done"

I called Tavish and asked him to buy a new plunger on the way home. All the while I'm worrying

that Mac may have thrown something in there (he LOVES to throw things in water). I shut the bathroom door and try to ignore our problem.

Tavish came home with a new plunger... and... nothing, it doesn't work. So- he runs to the hardware store to find a "snake" (I didn't know what that was, but we now own one if you want to borrow it ever). But... the store had closed, one minute too late. So, we all hopped in to the car to Wal Mart, and lucky for us they had one. We came home, Tavish worked on it... couldn't get anything out, but whatever it was went down the hole. Then my good husband cleaned up the worst part of the mess and I cleaned up the rest... disinfecting.

So, here are my blessing from all of this:

1- We are blessed to have more than one toilet to use when something like this makes one unusable.

2. I have a good sister who listens to my complaining and still accepts me

3. My hero Tavish saved the day AND cleaned up! How many times has he saved my day? Answer: lots and lots. I think I was smart to marry him :)

Now, I just hope that whatever went down the tube, doesn't come back to haunt us in the future!

This is what our new Plunger looks like. Sara was fascinated by it.

Grandmas and Grandpas

Ok- I know... it's been a long time since I've posted... I can think of many ways that I've been blessed over the few weeks, so what to write about? We planted a garden, I've had tendinitis and had God bless and comfort me when I thought I was dying, we've been to Bear Lake camping, Bear Lake at the condo, Richfield area camping, registered for school, had Andrew's and Mac's birthdays... and the usual stuff in between (like church, laundry, cleaning, and packing). One thing that most of those have in common is good family- especially good Grandmas and Grandpas, so that's what I'll write about today.

Tavish's mom and dad are always good to take the kids out to eat and out to buy a present for their birthdays. The kids love it and look forward to it every year. They are also good to plan good family activities and spend quality time with the grandkids. We spent 5 days in Richfield with them; it made me tired just watching Grandma Bobby play and care for all the grandkids.

My mom came up from St. George for both of the kids' birthdays. Both my mom and dad are also good to spend time with my kids at Bear Lake and wherever. I have to tell you what my mom did; it shows how much she cares about her grandkids.

We went to a surprise birthday party for my brother. There was a fairly deep pool there and the kids (Andrew and Sara) and many adults (but not me) were swimming in the pool. My kids had life jackets on and many people watching them, so I wasn't overly worried about them; I was mostly concerned about keeping Mac from jumping in the pool. Anyway, Sara had gotten out of the pool for a while and had taken her life jacket off. Well, she apparently had forgotten she had her life jacket off and just jumped into the pool (she can't swim, but thinks she can). The next thing I knew I saw my mom jump into the pool with all of her nice clothes on. (I wish we would have gotten that on video). She saved my little Sara. My brother said, "Mom all you had to do was tell me to turn around and grab Sara," and she said, "I didn't think about that, I just saw Sara jump without her life jacket and had to save her. I love my little Sara." I feel bad that I wasn't watching better, but grateful for a good mom who watches over us.

Both sets of grandparents would do anything for my kids. I know my kids don't really realize how blessed they are to have super grandparents on both sides of the family, but someday they will.

Grandpa helped the kids make sand castles.

Andrew and his Grandma Bobby- with their rocks they collected at Big Rock Candy Mt.

Mac loves his grandma.