So it's not even elven o'clock and I am finished with my Motherly duties (applause please) and it looks like I might (dependent on the duration of this blogging) make it to bed before midnight (another round of applause). This hasn't happened in a very long time, probably since Kamorah was born.

Our Little (in age) Kamorah Ann had her 2 month old check-up and shots this week. She is growing like a pro! She is in the 100th percentile(off the charts) for her height and weight. Coming in at nearly 15 lbs and over 25 inches long. Doctor said she is above average with her strength (umm of course, her muscles are bigger) and that she looks and acts more like a 4 or 5 month old. She even said that I could start her on solids if I wanted too (since they usually start that at 14 lbs or around 4-6 months). I think I'll hold off on that for a while yet though. It makes me so happy that she is getting the nourishment she needs and growing so well. She and Addy are already so different.

I must share the events of our weekend. First off Spence and I finally got to sit down and enjoy our first movie on our new "big screen". We watched the "Titanic" (and yes we fast forwarded a bit-believe me, I get embarrassed just watching kissing on the screen. I'm always looking around at other people in the theater searching for someone else who has turned away in embarrassment. Just can't handle it. Oh' and the first time I saw this movie I was with Michelle Carr, my February BF, and we were sitting next to a 10 year old boy who I conveniently started talking to about playing soccer at a certain point in the film. That just reminded me of a conversation I had with Mr. Hollywood when I was living in Florida. Oh' I love you Disney friends!)...I digress, So spence and I were cozied up to the winding up scenes when we heard a thud from upstairs. Of course we raced upstairs, especially since our concerns were heightened by the scenes of the movie, and there is Addy on the floor. I aske her if she fell and in the sweetest, not even sad voice she simply said "ya-ah" and pointed back towards her bed...and right back to sleep. Not a huge moment but a simple realization, once again, of how blessed we are. Here we were just watching this tragedy unfold and thinking how easily it all could be taken from us including our very lives... and yet we are all safe and happy, enjoying many pleasures and conveniences. Worried about a little fall. Addy seemed to be reminding us. Life is grand.
I wish I could find a spell check on here. I never get to write until late and don't re-read my entries, so I fear I am misspelling. Just don't judge me okay. I won the spelling bee in my 3rd grade class twice and made it to the final 3 in the entire grade. I didn't compete at the next level but am confident I could've done well. :)

We enjoyed some adventures seeings some San Antonio sites and the Outlet Malls on Saturday. I do not enjoy shopping. I love giving gifts, having cute clothes for my girls and nice things in my house, but I do not like shopping. I can enjoy a yard sale, craigslist, good will find, but it is really hard for me to spend money. We've had to do so much of it recently and I just don't get why I always hear women say their therapy is shopping. Wow-to each his own. :) We DVR'd some games, all of which were not exciting and one which was rather sad. I will always love my cougs. Rain or Shine, they are my team. There is nothing like BYU football.

Oh' I nearly forgot. We went to the High School football game after a newcomers social on Friday night. What a blast. You all know that Texas is the place for High School football. We get in free since Spence is faculty. Miss Addy was a hoot. She didn't want to sit by me because there were little kids a few rows up. So of course, she's off. Playing musical bench around them all. Acting like they've been life long friends. All the parents were laughing so hard at her friendliness. She would just climb right up by them. Everyone is so nice and everywhere I go I feel like everyone is loving my kids (and who doesn't enjoy that).

Tonight Spence and I were asked to give a fireside to the youth on Dating. I know we've only been here a few weeks but I love them all so much. I was just called to be the Sunday School teacher for the 16-17 yr old class. This is my dream calling right now and I feel so excited to do all I can to love and serve these great people. I really feel grateful...like Father knows exactly what I need right now by giving me this opportunity.

So I am going to admit something. I like a Justin Timberlake song (at least I think I do). I heard only part of it but was actually moved by it. My first instinct was to quickly change that station but now I keep hearing the words in my head. It must be called something like "lost"...anyway, the words say "can anybody out there hear me, cause I can't seem to hear myself..." and continues, like a plea for help to be saved. For a moment I felt a reminder of how many souls are around me searching, in despair needing help... Overcome by addiction in all forms, sins and struggles that bind them. I wanted to shout in the middle of the song that I would help and that even more than me, I know the perfect healer. I don't ever want to forget or neglect helping someone feel the hope of the Savior to know that He does not leave you helpless or abandoned... and yet I am sure I have had opportunities already missed. I will be better.