Out of the MOUTH of Babe's

I am writing this more as a journal, so I can remember it, but I also want to share it. Yesterday I was at my mom's, she lives in a retirement community. My sister, Barbara was there along with one of her daughters, Jessica and her three children, Emily, Caleb and newborn, Nathan. Barbara and I took Emily and Caleb upstairs, they wanted to go on the elevator. We walked down the hall and back and I noticed one of the apartments had a plaque by the name that said the man was a WWII Vet. I noticed his first name was Howard, I remembered that because my grandparents last name is Howard. Anyway, we went past the theater where some folks were that we know so we went in. They had just finished having Family Home Afternoon and so we were talking to them and I noticed a kind looking man sitting in a chair observing what was going on. He didn't say anything, just watched. I also noted that he had no wrinkles for a man his age. Odd that I would have noticed that. I am weird that way. As we were talking, one of the ladies introduced me to the gentleman and said this is Howard, he just lost his wife, Melisa. Ah ha, I remember his name plate down the hall and I also remembered my mother telling me that a Melissa had passed and that she was a lovely woman. Right then, my great nephew, Caleb just walked over to Howard and put his arms up, Howard bent over and Caleb kissed him. It was such a sweet moment. I felt so close to Heaven because of that sweet little child and that sweet elderly man. It is so amazing what children perseve.Caleb is only 3 years old, but I feel he sensed that Howard was feeling sad even though he didn't look sad on the outsid. I thanked Howard before we left for the service he rendered our country and he said he would do it again in a minute. I want to thank sweet Caleb for allowing me to feel a bit of Heaven that afternoon. I needed it so bad. Maybe he knew I needed to feel a touch of Heaven. Thank you Caleb.

Blessings from Heaven!

Wow, what a day yesterday. Our daughter, Heather had her sweet baby Jane and our niece, Jessica had her sweet baby Nathan, same hospital, 40 minutes apart. I will post more later. We are so excited.

Happy New Year!

This will be a short post, but one none the less. I haven't posted for almost 3 months. I want to start it up again and I will, I just have a lot to do today. Glad to be back on. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Ironing

My husband was in the military...he likes his clothes ironed...he likes them done the right way...hense, I do a lot of ironing. I also had a father who was in the military...he liked his clothes ironed...he liked them done right...hense, I did a lot of ironing growing up. When I would iron my dad's fireman shirts (He was on the fire department) and if I didn't get them just  right, I would have to do them over until I got them right. Doug is not that picky, but he does like them to look nice. I like him to look nice. I hadn't been able to keep up on the ironing lately and I decided on Saturday I would start to get caught up. Today, Tuesday, I finally finished. I think it was 34 shirts and 5 pants. In the middle of it this morning my iron died, so I ran to the store and got a new one. It was so nice. I didn't realize how bad the old one had gotten. Anyway, enough of my rambling. I just wanted to toot my horn that I got the ironing done and I am going to try to keep up with it.
Also, I am decorating for Halloween and I will soon post some pictures. It is so fun. Off to my Tuesday night meetings. TaTa.

October 2010 General Conference

Well, it is October already and General Conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints just got done. Wow, it was amazing. I loved all the talks and I am going to strive to change a few things in my life to become a better person and be closer to my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. As I was listening to President Monson's closing talk today I started thinking of a picture I have of him. My Grandparents went on a mission to Grand Prairie, Alberta, Canada in the 1960 to help build a church there. President Monson, then Elder Monson made a visit there and this picture was taken. My Grandpa Howard is the man in the tan shirt and pants, third from the left and Elder Monson is second from the right. How grateful I am to have been able to listen to a prophets voice today and to have had the wonderful Grandfather that I had.