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It’s always a bummer when your kiddo is sick. But, it really is a bummer when it’s on Christmas. Our poor little man. Yes, Canyon was sick on Christmas. He looked so sad. Rosie cheeks, tired, and just didn’t feel well. Brad and I were those people that had to go out on Christmas evening and find Kiddo Motrin. The sixth store was the winner. We were so thankful it was open. We took Canyon to the doc today and sure enough, double ear infection. Poor fellar! Tomorrow morning we leave for Salt Lake City. We’re real excited for the flight and traveling experience.  I’ll keep you posted.

leaving church…

 Earlier this week, I received a call from a lady at church asking if I’d be willing to volunteer in the church’s coffee shop on Sunday. I agreed and had a really fun time.  Really brought me back to old school Starbuck times.  The good ol’ coffee days. 

Brad watched Canyon after church while we were cleaning up.  I was watching Canyon over the coffee shop’s counter. He was definitely getting hungry and more and more tired.  When I was done, Brad passed Canyon and his things onto me. Today we did take 2 cars, Brad usually walks.  So, Canyon and I began our journey to the car. Today, it was a journey.  Before we even left the doors of the church, I had to re-adjust Canyon on my hip, my purse, his bag and, of course, my cup of coffee. 

As we approached the parking lot, most everyone had already left.  This meant a clear parking lot and no leaving cars. Perfect. Last week, Canyon walked all by himself with some guidance, to the car. So, today I’m thinking it’d be a great way to get some last minute wiggles out and it’d be easier on my arms.  Wrong. Not good judgement mom.  Not remembering Canyon is tired and a bit hungry.  Half way to the car, he’s already resisting my non-physical and physical guidance to which way he should be headed. He’s ignoring my verbal direction “this way.” And when I go to hold the hand is leans and pulls slightly the other way.  Wait, it gets better. We are almost to the car but need to take a right off the walk way. Canyon isn’t having it.

You see, when Canyon doesn’t want to do something or if he gets frustrated, he’s been doing this wonderful little thing, dropping to the ground. Lord give me patience!!! I at this point was holding his hand when we needed to take the right. Canyon dropped to the ground and laid there for a few seconds on the wet and cold pavement crying “no, no, no!”

I’ll admit, at this point I’m a bit self conscience wondering if anybody is watching/seeing this. Thinking to themselves “my, she’s got to teach that kid a thing or two” or “she’s not doing something right.”

I picked Canyon up, a few little tiny rocks on his forehead and wet hands and knees. I really wanted to raise my voice. I’ve been reading this book that recommends always keeping a calm regular voice, and allowing your “no” to be no.  Talked to him and explained why we needed to go to the car.  By the way the whole time have I put down my coffee? Yeah, NO. Dumb me.

We finally made it to the car. This was a relief. Buckled in Canyon and headed home.

It’s days like these that remind me, I/we can not parent this child or any of our children without the Lord’s help.  Canyon isn’t ours, he’s the Lords. We are just blessed enough to have him entrusted to us by our God.  I know at times it’s only going to get harder as a parent. So I am asking, Lord please give me the guidance and wisdom to raise this child to be a well disciplined, faithful follower of you.   

To all those well-seasoned parents out there, if you have few pointers or helpful hints, please send ‘em my way.