Today was an uneventful day. I am still not feeling well so we stayed back at the church. We had planned to go to the Children’s Home today but with me not feeling well we didn’t think it would be good to be around the children. Shawn went out and walked around because he was bored. I did need some fresh air at one point so we went to a Second Hand store across from the church to look at clothes for Eryna. I was so happy because they actually had a good assortment and we got what we needed for her to wear next week.  Shawn ran into Pastor Peter last night and he let us know that the church is going to need our room this weekend so we will be going to stay at his house. I am not sure if they have internet so I apologize ahead of time if we do not keep up to date on the blog this weekend. Since I don’t have much more to say, I found this story on a friend’s facebook page today that I would like to share.  Also below are videos from our visit yesterday with Eryna.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJYFuaQ4LVg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRlxaZXkOTM

When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his Biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits." Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your momma put in a long hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides... a burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!" You know, life is full of imperfect things... and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences, is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. So...please pass me a biscuit. And yes, the burned one will do just fine!