What a Weekend!

This was a very important weekend, and it was great, might I add. On Thursday evening Jeff’s sister received her own endowment. All of his family was there. I could just see his mom and dad bursting their buttons with pride as they saw all of their children in the temple for the first time.

Thursday night my dad and Harriet came into town. This was Rachel’s first chance to meet her other grandpa, but she slept instead. Now the next morning, however, Rachel discovered the joys of pulling the pens out of Grandpa’s pocket, yanking on his arm hair, and pulling his glasses off.
We spent Friday just hanging out and goofing off. I took advantage of the babysitters in the house to get (just a little) work done around the house. Rachel is sometimes not very cooperative, you know. Friday night we watched Sense and Sensibility (the 2008 BBC version). I liked it. It is a three-hour TV miniseries. They made it different enough for me to not feel like I was just watching a different version of the same movie, and they stayed fairly true to the book. They definitely portrayed more of the characters that were overlooked in the 1995 version.

On Saturday morning, I put Rachel on the floor in the kitchen while I was making waffles, and the first thing Rachel did was find Scout’s water dish. Have I ever mentioned that Rachel likes water? I mean really likes it. She splashed the water all over the kitchen floor.

Of course Saturday was a special day, but it was not the day we got ready for Sunday. We cleaned the house and we shopped at the store so we wouldn’t have to work until Monday. We did trim our nails and we shampooed our hair, so we could be ready for the temple. The lyrics don’t work perfectly, but that’s OK.

Sunday was a special day too. Her daddy held her in his arms, along his dad, his brothers, brother-in-law, uncle, and my dad, and gave her a name and a blessing. It was beautiful, and she was beautiful. I don’t know if she planned it, but Rachel did not take a nap Sunday morning (which is kind of unusual), so by the time we got to church she was pretty tired. She managed to hold on until the beginning of Sacrament, but she was getting kind of fussy. Tricia took her out and got her to sleep, so that when it was time for the blessing she was completely zonked out. (Zonked out means sound asleep.) It’s just as well, because she didn’t wiggle at all during her blessing, and when she gets wiggly, she is hard to hold, so I think it made life a little easier for Jeff. Good job Rachel. After Sacrament meeting we went outside a took a picture of all of the men who stood in the blessing circle, as well as the guest of honor.

With Dad being here, Jeff and I did the honorable thing and gave up our bed so that the old folks could have a comfortable place to lay their heads. We took the air mattress in the basement. I think Scout liked it because it made coming and going much easier. He can’t quite jump up on the bed, but he has no trouble getting on the air mattress.
You can see that Rachel has learned her “zonked out” skills from her mommy!