Nathan’s parents came over after church, so I made French toast with a little help from 13. I told her French toast is always 2 eggs and a half cup of milk, and that I would season it with cinnamon and nutmeg if she would do the math to see how many 2 eggs and half cups of milk we needed for eight people. She figured it out (eight eggs and two cups of milk), and stayed to help me cook dinner! I was really proud of her, and was glad to see her so engaged in the family as she was tonight.
Six, on the other hand, replayed the apple scenario with an orange today, and it was so dramatic. But Nathan’s mom put her to bed with lots of love like I did last night, so we will just keep trying.
Mostly, though, it was a good day, thanks to extra sleep this morning while Nathan played with the kids.
I was grateful. I finish my pager date at 6am tomorrow morning, and hope I sleep through the final hours of my shift! It was a good ending to the day, having family scripture study and saying goodbye to Nathan’s parents and having a date with Nathan before curling up with a pager in my pillow.
This is our little life.