Taylor Family Tidbits

Sarah's prayer: "Heavenly Father, thank you for helping me. I still need some more help."
Then to me: "That's all I had to said."

I think that pretty much sums it up, actually!

So the reason why the cousins came to play was for Lily's blessing two weekends ago. It was a bittersweet day because we learned that morning that Grandpa Bill passed away. We felt that he was very close to us that day. We celebrated one loved one so recently come and mourned another so recently gone. It gave us a sort of broader look at mortal life and we felt as though neither side of the veil was very far away.

So in an attempt to avoid unnecessary pain during future pregnancies, I had my gallbladder out last week. It's a same-day surgery, and they say recovery should be three weeks. I'm halfway there.

The title of this post is only mostly true-- I got a few days mostly off with tons of help from Jerry and my mom. But three weeks is a long time! And I got a nasty sore throat this week to boot! The bottom line is, I thought motherhood was exhausting when I was well! I have no idea how people do it who are chronically ill! The other reason I shouldn't be complaining is that many wonderful people have offered to watch my kids for me. I came close to calling one of them once this week, but then I remembered when my grandma was sweet enough to take Sarah for an afternoon right after Lily was born and as soon as they left I burst into tears. Plus, Lily's nursing. . . frequently. Our babies need us and we need them, I guess.

Thankfully, I am feeling much better. I'm getting there. But I've decided that as soon as I can, I'm going to start exercising hard core. Having so little energy has made me want the exact opposite, and I know that's how I can feel when I make the time to exercise. So even though mommies don't get days off, hopefully it won't matter as much. ;)

Well, I have no idea where to start. . . Lily's blessing, Grandpa Bill's passing, cousin visits, gallbladder surgery. . . our days have been full, and our laundry in large piles. I guess I'll start with our adventures with our darling cousins Lexie and Lizzy, because I believe I captured some of those youthful emotions we all wish we had more of (good thing we've got our kids)!
The amazing Mr. Bubbles
Anticipating Mr. Bubbles' magic
Creating art (poll: who's having more fun-- Sarah or Aubree?)
Lizzy LOVED baby Lily-- other goings on meant little if the baby was nearby!
Mickey Mouse pancakes, courtesy Uncle Willie. (p.s. Sarah also started calling her dad Uncle Willie.)

We also took our first trip (and surely not our last) to Thanksgiving Point's Farmland. It was the perfect size for a toddler's attention span, featured all the most exciting animals, which the little ones were allowed to pet and hold, and most of all. . . there were ponies!