Monday, February 25, 2013

Singing, Rainbows, and a Fairy

Yesterday evening Isabella performed with a group of other kids her age, during a church family night of worship. About half way through the event, I said to Walter, "This is amazing, a year ago, or even six months ago, Isaac wouldn't have made it through something like this." We've come so far. Six months ago, he would have been screaming inconsolably--unable to tolerate the crowd, and noise. Yesterday though, he made it until the end. I could tell he was shut down for most it, but I'm so proud of him for holding out and tolerating a challenging situation for him.

And what about Isabella? She was great, just like all of the other little kids who were singing their little hearts out. Her bravery constantly amazes me. She walked right up on stage like it was nobody's business. I don't know if I could have done that.

Gearing up for the show...

Even though he's outgrown it, the bouncy seat still comes in handy. In case you're curious, that's butternut squash soup going through the tube. 

Isaac helped mix the spices for our chili. He was pretending that the Motrin bottle was his salt grinder.


When I take out my camera, he says, "eeee" (cheese)...


Exhausting morning at Sunday School. 

 Fairy Moments: 



We had a sunny day today, and as usual Isabella and Stella went out to play. I found a rainbow when I went out to get the mail.

2 comments:

  1. Sierra,

    You were brave like Isabella when you were 5. You just don't remember. You are still brave and determined like you were when you were little. You just channel it differently now. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree!

    Love you,

    Mom

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  2. Dear Sierra,

    You loved the outdoors just like Isabella. You didn't have a Stella but you had Jesse. The two of you loved the yard when we moved. Jamie built you two a fort in the very back of the yard. Your pre-school friend Anna's mom gave us the swing set and you and Jesse love it. You went out regardless of the weather. Hat, boots, gloves, snowsuit! You would read on the backporch with an umbrella in the rain or the sun. You watched every move the Krupka's made next door!

    Love you,

    Mom

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