On Wed. night we attended a pre-surgery class at Primary Children's Medical Center where a nurse and some child-life experts walked all of us through the next day's process. We watched a movie about a little robot who came to the hospital for surgery and then the child-life experts let the kids play with all sorts of doctor's tools. They sent each child home with gloves, two medical hats, a mask, and a doll (with out eyes, nose or mouth as E. always points out) that they could use as their very own patient. Then they took us on a tour of all the different rooms and areas that we needed to know for the big day. The class was incredibly helpful and E. had a really great time - it really made the next day not so scary.
February 13
Saturday was a big day for Eliza! She reached the lofty status of 4 year old...something she's been looking forward to for quite a while! She now thinks, since she's 4, that she's "the oldest!" I don't know exactly what that means to her, but it's quite important and she's quite proud of being so big! We had fun on her birthday morning opening her gifts, having her favorite breakfast ("Popeye Pancakes" - German Pancakes), and then celebrating with good friends at Chuck E Cheese's. She had a fabulous time and we hope that all those who joined us had a little fun too! Eliza felt quite special with all the fun and you could see the wonder in her eyes all day. Thanks to all those who helped us celebrate!

Yesterday we went to the grocery store right about dinner time so I was wanting to hurry. I told her it was time to go in and she said, "Just a second mom, I'm texting! ...I'm texting Ken and Donna (my brother and his wife) and Stephanie and Aaron (my niece who's twin is actually married to Aaron). I said, "You mean Tiffany?" "Yeah, Tiffany and Aaron." On Saturday (her birthday) we had gone to the Verizon store to get me a new phone, the darling sales girl asked if Eliza would want one of their display phones...so she gave her a pink polk-a-dotted RAZR....the screen isn't real, but the phone outside is the real deal! By the way....she loves that phone! Then, on our way home I pointed out a park (that you could now see because it wasn't covered with snow) and she said, "Yeah, Mom, and it has a lake. You can catch frozen fish in that lake!" Someday I'll explain that even when people are ice fishing, the fish they catch aren't frozen! I love looking at the world through the eyes of a child!
January 31
I've been wanting to make a post about President Hinckley ever since Sunday night. I guess I just don't know exactly what to say. We were at a gathering with many of Bryan's cousins Sunday night when we got the news of his passing. We wanted to make sure we'd gotten the message right so we turned on the computer and tried to verify. We went to Wickipedia and sure enough, not even an hour after his death, the website had reported of his passing that day. When I looked over and saw his picture I couldn't hold in my emotions. As much as I loved President Hinckley I was surprised that my first thoughts weren't about how much I will miss him, or the impact he'd had on my life. Instead, I thought immediately of his family. With the passing of my dad still so fresh in my mind I couldn't help but relive a little bit the feelings I felt when I first heard those dreaded words. Today, as we were so blessed to have the opportunity to go to his viewing I was incredibly touched by the flower bouquets from his children, grand-children, and great-grand-children. Their messages were ones of love and respect and gratitude for how he impacted their lives. You could tell by their words that they want to be the best they can be because of the gratitude they feel for him. That is how I felt at my dad's passing. If I could sum up the myriad of emotions that accompanied that time I would have to say that I came away from it wanting to be the best me I could be so that I could honor my father by living a good life and carrying on his fine legacy. So it is, hopefully for all of us, with President Hinckley's passing. He has left us a fine legacey. A legacy of love, of hope, of faithfulness, of endurance, of testimony. I know that I want to be better...and stand a little taller! Thank you for your life President Hinckley and how you touched mine.