we tried whitey tighty's again...peed through two pairs
drank some hot chocolate
(not the winco bulk garbage, i'd rather drink dirt)
let the dishes stack up until i couldn't stand it
we go through this every weekend
we walked to the park
(as well as VV and Freddy's)
did a little tree climbing
a little swinging
heavens no, not that kind of swinging
you perv
then some church
daddy and noah matching
hazel and mommy
we made a new habit of reading scriptures in the morning
with the kids
rather than the evening with out them
it seems to be going well
ummmmmmmmm
this weekend i did something horrible
i could write about it but....i don't want you to think less of me
oh ok here it is
on our walk to VV (value village)..
well first of all
before i forget
the most hilarious thing (i almost peed)
we were jogging
michael was pushing the stroller
and he started hopping on one foot
maybe you had to be there, he went for like an entire block hopping super fast on one foot
...
ok ok, so we were at VV and we're in line
and it was taking forever
which was fine, we were having fun
and the sweetest little old woman
whose first language is not english
was having trouble writing a check
she didn't know how
and was asking for help to write her check
the cashier wouldn't help and told her she needs to only use debit/cash if she can't write checks
anyway, cute little lady was having such a hard time
and people were getting angry
and michael offered to help write it on a seperate piece of paper
so she could copy it onto her checkbook
the cashier said no
and the sweet lady looked at me and said "Sister?" while holding up her checkbook at me
michael assumed her literal sister was standing behind me
but i knew she was asking me
and i got nervous and the cashier said no
so i just smiled sympathetically
anyway, the cashier finally helped her
and she got through it
and we got through the line and left the store
then michael mentioned that the sweet old lady looked familiar
and i wondered if she was in our old ward or something
then yesterday, Sunday we pulled into the church parking lot and i said,
"Michael, is that her?!"
walking to church all alone
it was!
i could have died
i didn't recognize her at the store
i felt such a heavy weight on my shoulders when i walked into sacrament meeting
imagine, her recognizing me as a sister from relief society and me not helping her!
had i known that i know her i would've helped her
i'm such a jerk
she didn't seem offeneded or anything
but i definitely felt the need to repent
and be more willing to help my fellow sisters
blugh, i know
other than this humbling experience, we had a lovely weekend