Chin Up

(The girls explore with DJ on a little hike through the City of Rocks, Oct - 2011)

The girls so loved spending time with Daddy this weekend. They got in some much needed rough housing, garage cleaning and the annual fall spectacle at the Pumpkin Launch. (Grandpa's punkins flew right into the car Mom!)

I was relieved to just be held by a man whose nerves are like steel. Who doesn't get flustered, who doesn't get mad. Who is big and strong and warm and capable. Who can fill his days with a hundred different things and not be overwhelmed. Who can take the Deacons to Crystal Hot Springs on a Friday night and be home the next day with a smile at 9:00 am.  A man who loves his family. Oh, Gosh! I need you babe.

While the girls spent Saturday afternoon with DJ I finally got down and dirty with the sandpaper and gel stain, and now the bunk beds look so amazing. I decided at the last minute not to paint them white. They took a lot more labor (my back was in protest all day) to sand and refinish, but the end result in quite stunning. I feel rewarded for my bargain hunting. I'll post a picture when I get the last of the polyurethane coats on. Hopefully Tuesday.

I am sitting up this evening having a one sided wrestling match with Lil Bit, (She is getting strong! And good gravy, pushing on something that ought not to be messed with. Oww kid!) listening to the rain. It's beautiful and cool. DJ went to bed at 9:00 pm with the girls. He has to be on the road at 2:00 am so that he can be in St. George and ready for a pour by 10:00. Ambition? Oh, yes!

One more week of 'just us girls', and then Daddy should be able to work a little closer to home. I say should with caution. I never know. I may just call a family meeting and put my foot down, DJ stays within 2 hours of home until at least mid November. I am not going to bring this child into the world alone. Or playing the single Mom game when she is 3 days old. There are plenty of brothers and a whole handful of employees that can take on a little extra weight, at least for a few weeks. There are a certain times in life when a man should say, "No, I need to be with my family." The job be danged.

Talia was adorable in the primary program today. My word, she is a beautiful child! All that said, I am going to have to muster everything I have to be patient with her this week. She pushes the limits. One minute I am so pleased with her I could bust, the next I want to spank her behind. She is smart as a whip, emotional like a bear and so creative that I often wonder how she fits it all in her head. I am setting a goal to not blow a gasket this week. (You think I'll last until Tuesday?) I really need peace in this house, and I know that I have to be the one to establish it.

Week 37 is nearing completion.

Chin up.