Oh my goodness, I really really need to keep up with this blog. However, it seems to be the thing that I lag on when life is busy.
Life seems to move at a quicker pace when children are in the picture 
For me personally, this summer has been more amazing than I had previous anticipated, if I tried to list all the things that transpired I’d be typing all night.
One of my favorite moments every day is when I am backing out of the garage with Haley and Izzy loaded up and I ask Haley “What is one thing we do every morning on the way to school?”. And she will tell me our entire routine for the morning (breakfast, get dressed, brush teeth, brush hair), then she will say “PRAY TO GOD!” ….. So I will start off praying for all of us and the family and then I ask Haley to pray. Every day I fight back my laughter at the random things she picks to pray about.
The other day, she started praying and said “Thank you God that if we didn’t have a house you would give us money to buy one and thank you God that if we didn’t have a car to drive to school that you would give us money to buy a new one. Today was even more funny, as I pulled up to a stop sign she said “Thank you God for stop signs so we don’t get hit by cars and thank you God for yellow lights and green lights”. What a riot.
I am absolutely in love with these two little girls I take care of every day. This morning as I was putting Haley in her carseat she said “Rebecca, I LOVE YOU!” …. I treasure those precious moments and wonder how on earth I am so blessed!
But last week, I did something very ridiculous. Which is not unusual for anyone who knows me at all.
So, last week I was backing out of our curvy driveway thaat is a bit difficult to manuever backwards AND in a mini-van. This day though, I think I was off in la la land. As I back up I feel myself hit something and then hear a crunch and then I was COMPLETLY stuck. It was so weird I kept trying for a minute to make the van move but to no avail. As I opened my door I realized I had somehow drove over a LARGE rock in the grass (not even close to the driveway) and that we were stuck ON TOP of the rock. Instead of being upset I burst out laughing at my stupidity. Then I start looking through my cell phone contact list for a capable male I could call, of course I couldn’t find anyone that was home AND capable. SO! I call my girlfriends. They show up and start laughing too, we kept trying and could not get that sucker off of the rock!
My “much smarter than me” girlfried reminds me that a few houses down is a bunch of construction workers. I took off running down the street and ran onto the site yelling that I need help … *Seven* of them answered my call, I explained my issue and they ALL SEVEN tried to come with me!! I said “No no no!! Not ALL of you! All the neighbors will come out to see what is going on!” So two of them came. They made such fun of me when they saw the situation and said they needed all the other guys to come.
The other five showed up and now cars are lining up in my driveway to help (most of them being my female friends who were not much help ) …. Finally, a guy who spoke NO ENGLISH went to jump into the driver’s seat of the van. I totally freaked out and started yelling “My baby is in there! my baby is in there! Be careful!” But again, he spoke NO ENGLISH!…. And then he drove the car off the rock as pieces of the van are falling off.
Seriously, any pride I had left was probably destroyed during that wonderful little episode that day. None of my neighbors or their kids have let me live that scenerio down. So I have a reputation needless to say.
Fast forward: I did end up taking the van into the dealership and we covered up the damage as best as possible for a small fee. AND I did tell my boss about this situation and she is starting to get used to these type of ”accidents” happening with me around
Well more later, I have a friend’s flight coming in shortly and must run to the airport now.
