Brock and I went to church today.
It was a beautiful sermon about being a part of the Church, rather than just your Church. I enjoyed it very much. She told a story about how when she was younger, she had decided to go to a Methodist church with all of her friends, rather than a baptist church where she was raised. It made me think a little about how I never went to church at all as a kid, and maybe that’s why I’m so uncomfortable there. There is no comfort in church for me, only awkwardness, and unsureity of what is correct. I hope to change that by going every Sunday.
It’s the church that we hope to be married in. We don’t really have to ‘hope’ to be… the pastor told us that she would make sure she doesn’t approve any weddings for the first weekend in October without calling us to get our entry in first. I guess that was the wonderful side-benefit of staying around after the service to check out the sanctuary.
In other news, my best friend and maid-of-honor sent me this email last night. It made me cry, and I honestly couldn’t wait to share it. I don’t know if she’d be embarrassed or proud, but this is such an amazing story. I’m not going to edit it, or change a THING. I think it would lose it’s charm that way. Enjoy.
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Subject: My sweet Daisy
I have a short story to tell you.. I love my little girl so much.. 🙂 I
know it doesn’t as cute as it actually was in person.. but I guess you
“had to be there” 🙂
just a few tid bits of info.. Daisy and I usually stay up late on
fridays and saturdays to watch a movie.. so she usually goes to bed
around 9:30pm on these late nights, (8 on a regular nite) well tonite
we ended up staying up even later.. it was around 10 when “Breakfast at
Tiffanys” ended.. really a great movie! Audrey Hepburn (sp?) 1961 i
think.. it’s great.. we love it! another good one is “Singing in The
Rain” 🙂 anyways… Daisy was already super tired at this point, so I
knew I was in for it. 🙁 we had some issues getting her teeth
brushed.. luckily i convinced her that PJ’s were far more comfortable
to watch movies in, so that step was taken care of. We read our usual 3
stories, I heated up her bear, and we cuddled.. for just a minute, same
as every night. But she wants to sleep with me. Everynight, same
issues.. “But please mom, I don’t like it when your not next to me” so
I cloes the door, go to my room and in she comes.. crying because she
doesn’t want to go to bed, or she can’t sleep, by the second time im
getting pissy, I have tucked her in 3 times now.. im mad at this point.
So im lying in bed, i can hear her little foot steps running to my
door, she stands at the door. “Mommy, (sobbing) I can’t sleep” I simply
respond with “GO TO BED” She opens the door.. her little cheeks have
tears falling down them, her big blue eyes over flowing with tears.. I
just want to hug her and cuddle with her in my bed.. but I can’t.
(Trust me Mandy.. BAD habit to get in to) so I told her, “If I have to
get out of my bed you are going to have a VERY sore bum!” she is trying
very hard to collect herself at this point. She is standing there in
her little red jammies, with two little squirrels on the front and a
big heart, in one hand a fat little pig that when you pull the handle
his mouth opens and a light shines out, the other hand is on my bed,
reaching towards me. “Mom” she says with a kind of sideways tilt to her
head, her long eye lashes are clumped together from tears.. “Can you
Please tuck me in” so I plainly asked her. “Do you want another spank?”
she looked at me and said (Very sure of her answer) “Yes” I replied
with OK, and off we went, accross the cabin, to her room. I made a stop
at the bathroom to grab a tissue for tears, and snotty nose.. at this
point I have mixed feelings, do I spank her? or just discuss the
situation with her.. no I have to spank her or she won’t believe me
next time. Just as I was walking through her door way I said, “Are you
ready?” I turned to look at her, and she was indeed, Very ready. She
had her jammy pants down, and she was leaning on the bed.. (Im smiling
to myself, because this is too cute) she looked at me and said, (With
the most normal calm voice ever) “Can you not do it very hard please?”
What do I do? I love her to death, do I want to spank her? Absolutly
not.. do I just want to hug her and make up? absolutly… I pulled her
pants up and tucked her in to bed. She looked at me and said “Im sorry,
from my whole body” and gave me a huge hug. We talked about what just
happened, and she promised she wouldn’t get out of bed again. So I
kissed her and hugged her one more time, and then I closed the door and
went back to my room. I didn’t hear another peep out of her, Kids can
be so hard at times, so hard you have no idea what to do. Scream? pull
your hair? I think you get so frustrated you just want to hug them..
cause when you look at them you see their little eyes, their little
noses.. (as silly as it sounds), their perfect ears.. and you can’t
help but love them 🙂 Mandy I can’t wait for you to have kids.. You
will be the greatest mom ever.. I read on your wall a girl wrote to you
and said “trust me you don’t want to rush
the baby thing”
I disagree. please do rush! I want to get emails from you about the
things your kids do.. and say.. I love you, I miss you.. only 8 more
months until you can start trying!! 🙂
Your bestest!! Crystal
