Yes indeed that is an Alligator, but wait, this picture was not taken in the often noted Florida wildlife preserves but in the quiet little town of Hope Mills in it's newly renovated Lake. Las Vegas just gets better and better!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Before I start my list I need to throw out a disclaimer that these are not in order of importance. All have their own degree of significance.
#10. I get to play with my granddaughters!
#9. I get to see Brooklynn dance.
#8. I get to help cheer Vaughn on during his marathon.
#7. I get to spend a week with Stefani, while she is teaching swim lessons.
#5. I get to spend some time with and helping my daughter while she recovers from having a baby.
#4. I get to love and hold little beautiful baby Jordyn.
#3. I get to see my family while visiting Utah for the marathon.
#2.. I get to go to the temple with my mother.
#1. Well see for yourself the last reason why I am happy to be in Las Vegas:
Monday, June 7, 2010
While visiting Amber and Vaughn's home,Vaughn has been training for a marathon. Last Saturday while Brooklynn (their oldest daughter) and I were coming back from the gym I noticed a man running. Since I knew that Vaughn was out running at this time, in jest I said "Is that your daddy coming towards us? Obviously, it wasn't her dad, he had dark hair and was much shorter. I thought Brooklynn would giggle and say, that's not my dad! However, her answer both surprised and taught me. As the runner got closer and we passed him, Brooklynn, with what I am going to call reverent confidence; quietly stated; "That's not my dad, he would never dress immodestly." I was almost ashamed for even suggesting it. I can only surmise that my own lack of observation came through desensitization, because I hadn't even noticed he was not wearing a shirt. Living in the south and in a military town often, if not daily, I see men running "immodestly" and have come to accept it as the norm. Thank you Vaughn for teaching your daughter by example and thank you Brooklynn for teaching your grandmother marvelous things. ".....and they both saw and heard these children; yea, even babes did open their mouths and utter marvelous things;" 3 Nephi 26:16.
I read something the other day that has stayed with me, which I feel is very appropo for this post. (I can't remember where or I would give the reference)
Just how little do I have to be, to be like a little child?