A table next to us left then Marc asked the bus boys if we could have the leftover table decorations. Yay! It even included a crown!
Barbie's babysitter fell through:(
We walked next door and our friends told us to stick our faces through the holes and grab the handles. Pretty funny:) 🙊
My parents watched the kids ALL night for us-even Julia! No she didn't sleep through the night. Isaac took her to my mom to be changed. It was Fast Sunday in the morning, plus church starts at 9 instead of a normal 10 since 3 congratulations meet there but my mom still made pancakes! (I made French toast, egg salad croissants, then honey lime chicken enchiladas after the missionaries came over.)
Your gifts: No photo shoots in June, sunglasses you picked out, a new Lifeproof cell phone case, a new grill brush, a surfboard raft, a Roku stick so we can watch free Amazon prime movies and lastly, Netflicks! We still haven't needed to sign up for it though. We're busy! My parents gave you a funny card and forgave us all of our debt. We owed them a significant amount on the house since it appraised for less than their asking amount. They voided our last payment and Said "paid in full!!!!!" Don said "happy year of the jubilee!" Wow. I was going to ask for $20 off for my birthday gift next month. No gifts from them needed ever again though! Wow!
We went to Ft. Desoto's north beach. Steven got us situated then took Dylan and Isaac on a long bike ride to the fort and huge flag. We ended up joining the Ross family's birthday party. The 4 Ross brothers and their families cooked hot dogs for us. It was a good day. Then we said goodbye to Jerika and Caden Scott who are moving on in their travels with "Exploring the Homeland."
What a party! Happy 1st Birthday, #everetttiger !! 🐯 You are now finally allowed to go to ni' night. 😴 You partied hard! You will have your pictures by your actual birthday :) You're so cute!!! 😘
That's what I accidentally posted on Instagram.
The party was perfect. So much fun! I have always thought someone should do a party there. I wanted to have a family reunion there. The wild and jungle animal prints theme was so cool. So many details!!
We did silly office team building activity day where the team building facilitator met us at a park and directed us through a couple of activities. One let the team learn about perspective and many people reflected on that and had ah ha experiences because of that. I had one where was something really had to work together and it meant to be about perspective, but in the middle of it, she us stop and think about our role in what we were doing and think about if that was basically the normal role that we played in the office. I realized that I think that my way is the best way to often. I talk the talk talk that I know there are lots of ways to do something, but internally I still seem to think that my way is the best way and not only that, I feel the need to get in there and do it myself. My intentions are good, but I think I really just need to let go. It really doesn't matter if everybody's happy. Some people are quite content not being happy. And they are fine with not getting along with others and they're fine with not being happy at all. I had just done a team building thing myself the previous Tuesday where I worked through the MGE tone scale and went from telling them how I was irritated after he went home from work and said to going through all of the tones with the various attitudes, until I got to the highest tone of enthusiasm and self reliant etc. I had purchased little pull back school buses for everybody and pretended I was Oprah and jumped up and said and you get a bus, and you get a bus, and you get a bus! And now I just feel dumb. Because in the park team building activity, I realized that I was the one sitting down putting the puzzle together and obviously letting other people help etc., but when I noticed people sitting out, I asked if they wanted to switch places and instead of just leaving to allow them to do so, I felt the need to see it through and finish. But now I see I think that I hurt somebody's feelings, and I think I could've helped somebody else get their hands dirty and been able to take a leadership role. It's a struggle between caring too much and just doing my own role.
At work, I see the boss about to fire somebody so I spread cheer and write love notes and give compliments and give ideas on how we can see eachothers' perspectives etc. I get involved making sure not to gossip and just be encouraging and tell people to go talk to the person who they think is not happy with them etc. I tell them that if ever I don't understand Dr. Brayer, I go talk to her and see that her intentions are good, for example.
I think that taking over the morning meeting and doing it my way probably offended the leaders. That's not good. I think my Gille side comes out. My Grandpa Gille used to say "Stand back. Let me show you how it's done." I thought that was awesome taking initiative and getting things done and being efficient. But it's really okay if things aren't efficient! And maybe they need to learn things on their own. And maybe my way is only the right for me. Anyway. I'm going to stop caring so much.
I just posted this: Sometimes I forget to post pictures. This was my field day - an office team building afternoon at the park. Lots of eye-opening games with a good facilitator who let us do our own self discovery. I liked breaking into small groups to discuss how the games related to our roles at the office. Sometimes I have a hard time letting people do things their own way. I am reminded of the story of my great grandpa Gille who said "Stand back, let me show you how it's done." He would show other people a more efficient way of doing things. My dad and his siblings think how wonderful that is - that they aren't afraid to dive in and get dirty and use their brains to accept a challenge while making it an efficient game. I think I have that Gille gene. It's not always an attractive one. So I'm going to try hard to not spill out my ideas at work. I have basically said "stand back. let me show you how it's done" in trying to be fun and efficient and make things a big game that we'll win while learning how to be efficient so we can move on to the next exciting challenge. I'm annoying. If others want to take leadership roles, great, if not, that's fine too. And there are a million ways to lead. People are content without me. They have their own priorities and that's what makes life so cool. Differences. All of our perspectives are important. I have been humbled and appreciate others but it's going to be SO hard because I have ideas in my head right now and can easily get carried away. It's just so fun to have a good time with these people!
Julia has been ready to potty train for like a year it feels. So I'm really doing it. With me, no diapers. I ran out! (Not really.) the diaper bag was out of them when I went to change her diaper at violin so I told her we were out. Julia found one at home. It wax a dry used one. So she slept in it. The next day, it was wet, so it went in the trash. Julia went to drop off the boys, a volunteer breakfast, then to drop off tyler before she had to go potty. We went to Grandpa's house and she went potty. Then she lasted all of field day. She went potty in her potty chair then took a nap. Dry. Steven found a diaper for her while I went to a team building thingy at work but it came off, dry, when I got home. She slept in s diaper and wire one with Steven on Saturday, but none all day today! We woke up before the sun did and went to the beach to cheer Steven on. He did the swim in a triathlon relay. Julia fell asleep in the sling on the long walk back to the car and stayed dry and sleeping until we got to church. (We had gone home to put church clothes on but she took the sacrament in her swimsuit.) I took her potty and put her dress on and and re-stocked the bathrooms with toilet paper. (The Gladys Knight show was the night before.) she went to nursery with no diaper and took a nap and stayed dry and went to Everett's party and played and played and went potty there twice. She even let Steven take her! So now she is nursing and napping on me. I love it. I feel like she is growing up just fine. She speaks really well, sings, even knows face body parts in Spanish, leaves her pacifiers in her bed, and I am not quite ready to give up nursing. I nourish her. My energy flies to her. We love it. It is hippy or weird or something to mist, but to me, it's more than natural, it is life-giving, healthy, binding, cute, and amazing that I even still have milk and that she loves it still.