Our Week

The girls decided to play around with one of Jessi’s songs

Becca really enjoys 5th Grade Strings.  She just found out that she can do a two period class next year where she would be the student teacher/helper for an Elementary Music Teacher.  She is excited about that!

Monthly labs for Bella.  We brought the ipad to keep her amused.

This is the face I get when I go to pick up Becca.   Jessi got her AR shirt this week!

Taste of Klein – a big production for the Orchestra.  They all play their ensemble pieces and we all eat food from various food eateries around town.  It’s a great fund raiser for the Orchestra.

40 seconds of their ensemble:

Joy loves school.  I am glad.           11:11 on 11/11/11  

During Jessi’s Cello’s lesson, we found a small neighborhood park.  It was a lot of fun!

Doesn’t therapy look like fun?

Nature!  Rain!!!  Sammi wanted to capture how much we got!  Isn’t this amazing!  I loved this rainbow! 

Jason took the day off and went to the Zaycon’s chicken event to collect our 80 pounds of boneless, skinless chicken breasts.  It took us three hours to chop and bag all of that chicken.  But our freezer is full!  Happy feeling!

Wonder of wonders!!!  With the PT and nurse following behind with all of the equipment and me out in front with the ipad showing Signing Time, Bella propelled her way three times around the house!!  It’s time for a gait trainer!  I am so proud!

The girls playing in the backyard.  Mandy came over to spend the day with the girls on Saturday. No pictures, but Jason got to coach Lizzy’s soccer game this week.                                                                                  The sisters

Lizzy’s newest pink feather and a very happy Joy eating popcorn, popcorn, and more popcorn.  Love the sharpie all over her skin!!

Crazy, thought provoking week!  Last Sunday a member of our ward unexpectantly passed away.  He leaves behind three grown children, two teenagers, and a wife.  So this week for us there were the visits, the food preparations, the viewing, the funeral, and helping with the family luncheon afterwards.  But there is also the thinking and pondering on life and family.  There is the sorrow for the family left behind to pick up the pieces and carry on.  I heard “I wish I had more time.”  “I wish he was here.”  I’m grateful to know of the Plan, but I know their hearts are still grieving and their arms are still empty.  God bless you Wilkinson family.