Thankful Sunday

A very thankful and blessed Sunday is upon me and my family. Some weeks the thankfulness is hard to find. Some weeks I'm looking at the small, beautiful things in my life, some weeks I sit here and struggle to find something... anything. And I always do. This week was easy.



Bella all dressed up in her First Communion dress. We had our May Crowning at school on Thursday. It's a tradition to honor Mary as the Mother of God. One of the graduating eighth grade girls, crowns a statue of Mary with flowers. One of the second grade girls hands the crown to the eighth grader. All the children in the school carry a flower and sing in their most enchanting voices. It's so beautiful. Bella was not the one handing the crown , but she did read in church and did a super job. I wish you could have seen the little one that was handing the crown over. What a face of importance she wore. And the eighth grade girl was Sarah. If you saw my Thriller post she was one of the zombies. Wish I had a picture of her too. She looked beautiful in her white dress and did a great job. I remember being at the May crowning when I was in school too. it was always something everyone looked forward to


And just to clarify, As a Catholic I must defend that in no way, shape or form do we worship statues. We just have them as reminders, like photographs of friends, of the people who went before us, paving the way as Christians. Role models. And who could possibly be a better role model or intercessor on our behalf than the Mother of God.

So I'm am very thankful for this beautiful tradition.


Now I can put this dress away for Emilia!




And speaking of Emilia Faith!!!! Yes she is sporting a not so fashionable hospital bracelet. Let me start with she is completely fine and still sleeping on this beautiful Sunday morning.

Peter has been working in the bathroom. Fixing tiles in the shower. He worked non stop yesterday. At about 7:30 last night he needed to go back to Home depot for something. I told him to wait until tomorrow but he had a momentum going and felt if he stopped he'd never start again. Well, who am I to stand in the way of progress.

When he left, Em was in Bella's room with one of the girls, or maybe alone. Which is fine. I could her her playing. Not one minute after Peter left, I hear Sophia yell at poor Andrew. " What did you give her to eat, what's that white stuff in her mouth"??

Well Andrew was innocent, he gave her nothing I was sure of that. I was in the kitchen and I figured she must have found some paper or a wipe. No big deal. Sophia was more upset than she should have been so I went to see for myself.

It looked like she had found an old bottle of milk somewhere. She had a thickish white liquid in her mouth. And she wasn't too happy with the taste. For a second I had decided it was just milk, then I remembered the bathroom. I sent Sophia to see if the door was open . Then the realization sank in , this was not milk it was ADHESIVE GROUT!!!

I immediately rinsed out her mouth and had the kids call Peter to come home. Thank goodness he had just left and was back in about a minute.

We went straight to the ER. I had no idea how much she had actually swallowed.

They were wonderful at the ER. No bad parent looks at all. No tsk, tsk for forgetting to close the door. Just helpful wonderful people. And when you bring in a possibly poisoned baby, you go to the head of the line!! YEAH!

Anyhoo, they called poison control and the ingredients in grout are not absorbed into the body. That's a good thing. Anything swallowed will be pooped out. Their only concern was that lime is one of the ingredients and can cause burning of the esophagus. After seeing her drink a bottle in no time flat they ruled that out. They also had no fear about anything aspirating into her lungs because she did not vomit or cough at all.

So I am VERY THANKFUL as is our whole family that Miss Em is fine. I'm ten years older, but Emmie is fine.

And the girls did an awesome job holding down the fort last night. The little ones were sleeping when we got home and the house was still standing. For this I am also very thankful.

And there is a beautiful family I have recently had the pleasure of meeting here in blogland. They are in the process of bringing their little boy Solomon home. In an effort to raise money for adoption fees this extraordinary family makes Solomon beads. Everything by hand. Yes!, they make the bead!! They are BEAUTIFUL!!! You all have to take a second and go see for yourselves. I have a bracelet and it's a work of art.



And to all who gave everything for our freedom, let us never forget. Let us never take it for granted. And let us always be Thankful!

Have a blessed and happy Sunday and Memorial Day!