Payton's Preschool

Here are some pictures of Payton’s Valentine’s and Year End Preschool Party. Preschool was cut short this year since Payton’s teacher Miss Becki was put on bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy. The kids enjoyed being together again and it was a lot of fun watching them.

A day with Payton...

Conversation between Payton and myself:

Payton…Mom, where’s my other shoe?


Me…I don’t know Payton you’re going to have to look for it


Payton…Let’s buy another shoe


Me…No…Payton we are not going to buy another shoe…You will have to find your shoe


We do this every day, we can never find Payton’s shoes. Then I hear Payton talking on the phone in the other room…I go in to listen. On the phone Payton is saying…Santa Clause I need you to bring me another shoe...I’ve lost my shoe and my mom said she won’t buy me another.


Finally we find Payton’s other shoe.


Payton…I need to call Santa back and tell him to bring me two shoes now…for the next time I lose my shoe.


We finally make it to Target…In Target we throw a huge temper tantrum because we want gold fish…I’m seriously thinking to myself why do I take this kid anywhere.


Finally back home and we are as happy as can be. We would much rather be home. We spend the day outside since it's an absolutely beautiful day in the 70’s. Payton asked if he could bring his back pack outside…He is such a pack rat…when we tell him that he gets mad and says no I’m not I’m Payton.

Contemplating...

I’ve been contemplating a lot today as I watched Payton play outside… I was thinking about how blessed I was to be able to watch him play. I feel like I have been given a second chance at life…I feel like throughout this journey we have been through that it has given me patience, understanding and compassion. I often wonder if I would be the person that I am today if I hadn’t been through the trials that I was faced with. I love being a mom to my two sweet kids…Lately Payton has been a bit of a handful since I believe he is finally going through some of the stages that me missed while going through treatment. I have such a soft heart for him that it helps me get through the rough days. I still think about Payton’s cancer all the time. I contemplate everyday to why some kids make it and some don’t. I still worry every day if the cancer will ever return. I still worry about all the little kids we came in contact with at Cook’s. I believe that it makes me live in the moment more and helps me to be more understanding. I hate that I still think about this on a daily basis…I hate that I still have this fear that lives inside of me and never leaves. I hate the anxiety that this causes me and the stress that it has put on me. Would I change it all? Would I change the person that it’s helped me become? I don’t know that answer…all that I know is that I will move on the best that I can. I will enjoy every day that I have with my loved ones and have faith in the Lord that he knows what’s best. Anyway, I’m rambling on but just wanted to put down some of my thoughts. I really hope that my kids do know how much I love them…They are everything to me and so is my family. Live in the moment…Enjoy the small simple things in life and have no regrets.

Savannah's Baptism Day...

Our sweet Savannah was baptized a member of our church on Saturday. It was a special day. Many people who love and care for Savannah came to her baptism. My parents flew in from Utah, my sister and her kids, as well as some great friends all attended. It was a special day and the first baptism in our family.

It will always be a day to remember… My parents gave Savannah a nice set of leather bound scriptures with her name engraved upon them. I remember seeing them on the couch after the baptism and decided to take them up to her room. Somehow Payton and Ella got a hold of them and managed to get them wet and threw them underneath our trampoline. When Chad found them, they literally had to be rung out and had to be dried with a hair dryer. Thank goodness the scriptures are still salvageable and only have minor damage, but only after drying and ironing many pages. What would make two 3 yr olds do something like this? I have just been sick about it all week. It was definitely a day to remember