Other things this week...
Monday Paul took Christian to his first speech session at the elementary school. He loved it and the specialist called me on Tuesday to talk about his progress thus far. She is a sister in our ward and has been great in answering questions I have had the last few months. She said he sounded great and we talked about his articulating sentences. We will focus more on language structure for the time being, but he shouldn't need much more help after this. He also got registered for Kindergarten next year. He is growing up so quickly, exhibiting more silly sides of his personality. He loves sounding out words and watches Cannon closely when he reads.
Tuesday the cub scouts had their annual Blue and Gold Pack Night. It was a hit. The whole family came and joined in the festivities. I received my first patch, other than the ones that come with your shirt, for receiving the Centennial Quality Unit Award. The boys can't wait until they get to be in cubs and Bianca sounded just like me as I was growing up when she exclaimed afterwards, "How come the girls don't get to do fun things like that and earn awards."
Yesterday Bianca went to a friend's skating party and loved it. They couldn't get her to stop, especially for cake, but everyone that knows Bianca knows that cake won't stop her. She had lots of fun. Must take after my Mom with the skating. She used to dance on roller skates! Paul also had many activities going on. I think I saw him change at least 3 times yesterday. He laughed and said he felt like Annmarie. In the morning they had a scouting Pow Wow at our church. In the afternoon he attended the baptism and baby blessing of his home teaching family. And then the night time he was mine and we went out on a date. We had lots of fun together. It has taken me awhile to get to this point where I can truly relax and go have fun. The kids love the babysitters and we feel blessed to have good youth (and when my Mom and Dad are up) around that play with our kids. We went out to dinner and then shopping for bedding/sheets for our bed that is coming on Tuesday. We decided to break down and get a new bed that would be more therapeutic (?) for Paul's and my back. I am sleeping more soundly lately, however I still get up around 4am to stretch my back out again before going back to sleep.
I survived my second week of helping in the nursery. I don't think they really needed me today. I ended up playing with Annmarie a lot of the time and she is usually fine on her own anyways.
Tomorrow marks Week 35; 5 more weeks to go. This last week the name that has stuck out for the baby has been Madeline Esther. I was even talking to Bianca in her bed before bedtime one night and was asking her what she thought. She wasn't convinced with Madeline. But as I said that the baby gave a good kick. I said "Well, maybe she likes that name" and Bianca felt the kick too. Then we proceeded to go through some of the other names we have been contemplating and nothing. Bianca threw in the one name her and the boys have been holding on to, Abigail. Nothing. Then we asked again if she likes Madeline. More kicks. Bianca was convinced. Our relief society president called later in the week and asked how I was doing. Bianca was saying in the background "Tell her what the baby wants to be named." Paul still isn't sold and I am still on the lookout. So nothing is for sure yet.
One of my friends brought me a book to read earlier this week. It is called Cane River and is a story about a slave family that grew up in that part of Louisiana. In her introduction she talks of how the book came into fruition. She said that earlier in her life she didn't have the desire to really listen to the stories that were told around family gatherings. She always admired her grandmother and her spiciness. As she grew older, became a very accomplished woman and her grandmother died, she said a new desire began to grow within her to find out what made her grandmother who she was. She resigned from her position as the vice-president of a Fortune 500 company and devoted her time and means to discovering her roots. It has been quite an interesting insight into the life of slavery and realistic, but quite thought provoking. What got me excited in reading it is that it seems like it takes place in places where my brother, Logan, might have served. It isn't far from Shreveport. It makes me want to cuddle my little ones a little more and be grateful for the incredible life that we are blessed to live at this time. It makes me grateful for those that fought against slavery and some of those were my own family on the Bell side. It also has made me take the mindset of what was "socially acceptable" in that day and explain why that is wrong. That's the easy part now. In turn, this has helped me sort out today's opinions of what is becoming "socially acceptable" and explain why it is wrong.
On a lighter note... Happy March day to you!
I think that is all for now. I want you each to know of my love for you. I hope you are all happy and healthy.
Love,
Candace
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