A bit of a rant

Sometimes things BUG me.  

Sometimes people BUG me.

Sometimes actions BUG me.  

Sometimes I too feel like plastering things all over Facebook for all to read, however, somethings are just better left unsaid and definitely unwritten.  

This is my rant.

I'm done.

Worsinton

Confused?  Don't be.  I'll explain.

Worsey + Quinton = Worsinton

We have the greatest friends in the world.  We play together, all the time.  Sometimes Most of the time nothing gets done cause we are too busy playing.  But it's just plain fun.  Late nights, games, road trips, fabulous hotels, trains, meals, desserts, popcorn and of course pina coladas - just to name a few of our fun times.  

Here's a snapshot of the kids at West Edmonton Mall on our most recent holiday.  They were headed mini golfing with dads while the moms did some much needed retail therapy with the 2 babies!!!!

It's so fun to find an entire family that just clicks with yours.  At first we thought we clicked because we had kids all the same ages and our husbands have the same sense of humour, but in fact,  Amelia and I have A LOT in common.  We are actually twins, or at least long lost sisters ;)

Get this:

• I was 20 when I got married, Richard was 22
• Amelia was 20 when she got married, Mike was 22
• We were married on July 17th
• They were married August 17th
• Our wedding colours were yellow and blue
• Their wedding colours were yellow and blue
• I walked down the isle to Pachelbel's Canon
• Amelia walked down the isle to Pachelbel's Canon
• My mom and dad's anniversary is August 11th
• Amelia's mom and dad's anniversary is August 11th

Pretty amazing don't you think?  We think so.

We have already married off girl Rylee & boy Riley and they are both ok with it. 

A date will be set upon his arrival home from his mission in 2025.  Msg me your address then for an invite :)

I am grateful for friends.  Friends that lift, laugh and cry with you.  

Three cheers for great friends!

Concerns - at 10 months?

The great comedian Chris Rock once said, 

“Fathers, our only job is to keep our daughter’s off the pole.”

Oh dear.

Faith of a little child

This is Rylee, she's pretty cute, we know - she's already promised to a cute boy in town so you can only dream she'll join your family.

Don't worry though, I have more cute girls (pics available upon request)

K, back to Rylee.  So last week Rylee went to the pool with her 2 older sisters for the first time on their own this summer.  They were pretty excited and rode their bikes into the sunshine heading south to the pool (southeast actually).  

Anyway, I get a phone call just before they were to come home from the pool.  It was Shannon.  She sounded very worried, I was concerned at the tone of her voice and then she came out with it "Mom, Rylee's lost her glasses".  My first thought was thankfulness that nobody was hurt (should have kept that thought for longer) and then I quickly turned my thoughts to the $300 pair of glasses that were missing.

I headed to the pool (riding my bike into the sunshine heading south).  We searched.  Outside, inside, the lockers, the bathrooms, the changerooms, the showers (no I wasn't perving - though I did look under a few curtains),  even the garbage full of diapers, they were gone.  We checked the lost and found, nothing.  We left the pool without them.  It bothered me pretty much the whole night, if only I had been a bit more like my little girl.

That night, Rylee came and got me as she was going to bed and asked for some help.  She said she wanted to say a prayer to Heavenly Father to help her find her glasses.  It was a simple &  sweet heartfelt prayer.

"Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for letting me have glasses so I can see.  Please help me to find them"

That was it, usually we encourage them to say at least 5 thank yous before they ask for blessings but tonight, this prayer is what was needed.  With tears in both our eyes, I gave her a hug and tucked her into bed.

8am the next morning the phone rings - - it's the pool - - 

they found her glasses.  

I was relieved.  She was sooooo excited (and a better person than me) she promptly got on her knees to thank her Father in Heaven for his help - what an example.

Thanks Rylee for being an example to me.  Love you xx

Blog Worthy

I've been rather slack these past couple of months, not that there hasn't been a huge amount of bloggable stuff to blog about, but I've just been so busy doing that bloggable stuff I haven't found the time to blog.  Phew, does that make sense?

Anyway, I just had to share what happened to my dear family this past weekend while on a shopping trip to Costco.  It was one day never to be forgotten.

As we were heading out of the store with our cart of non-essentials essentials from Costco on Saturday, we had no idea what was just about to happen.  The girls were arguing over who got to take the receipt and hand in to the worker at the door to get stamped.  Aylish jumped off the front of the cart where she had been riding and the wheel hit her toe - ripping her toenail right clean off.  There was blood, and tears, and more blood and lots more tears.  

We were dealing with the injured foot when all of a sudden I heard a bunch of noise, I turned around I saw Shannon laying on the floor.  I heard the thud, but didn't realize that that was the sound of my little girls head hitting the concrete floor.  She had fainted and was having a small seizure.  As I held her and called for help a wonderful nurse who saw it happen came running and took over her care.  I just sat over Shannon, holding her hand and calling her name.  It was probably the scariest thing I've had to deal with.  Here poor sisters sobbing as the events unfolded.  Watching your child in such a state is something I don't wish on anyone.  She was out for about 20 seconds, though it seemed a lifetime and then slowly came around. I was so thankful for the fantastic lady who came to our aid, I only wish I got the opportunity to thank her, she left before I even realized she was gone.

It was scary, for all of us.  Except maybe Shannon who can't remember any of it - all she could say when we got her up on a chair was "this is so embarrassing".  

As everything started settling down, I felt hot, clammy and sick - sure sign that I too was about to faint - luckily I'm older and recognized the signs and sat myself down.  As I sat down I looked up to see Rylee - pale, hot and clammy complaining she didn't feel well.  She too was pulled to the floor beside me and handed a sick bag.  What a sight.

May this be a once in a lifetime experience (thanks Keira for the pictures).  

I had explained to Aylish that it wasn't possible for me to find her toenail so it could be fixed, despite her request.  She will have to wait for 3-6 months for a new one, then we'll get them painted again, all 10 of them.  For now, she's just loving the 9 she has.  Shannon is taking it easy for a few days while she recovers from her concussion.  

As the Worsey trauma unit left Costco and climbed into the van, just to put the icing on the cake, Richard sat on his glasses and broke them.  He was feeling left out of the action I guess.

I am thankful for my family and for the blessings my Heavenly Father has given me and continues to give me.