While I wait for my AMAZING sister to send me the AMAZING pictures from our AMAZING weekend I will share an AMAZING story with you about these...
Perhaps you will recognize them in their original form...
Yes they looked like this until once upon a time last week when Paige and I went to spend the night at my sister's house. Being that it was her first night home from the hospital with her new baby, I wanted to be there to help. Of course it would have been better if our mom could have been there because Mom will do things like scrub the hard water stains out of your toilet bowl with a pumice stone when she comes to help with baby... I just went to bed (still exhausted from the all night labor and delivery party) and told my sister to wake me if she needed anything.
At two in the morning I was awakened, not by Laura, but by an urgent feeling that something was very wrong at home. It was a dark, desperate feeling that my family was in danger and I couldn't shake it. I contemplated waking Paige and rushing home as the feeling got stronger that my family was in danger... in danger of perishing in a fire. I paced the floor trying to completely wake up from what I decided must have been a bad nightmare, but I couldn't be comforted from the strong premonition of fire, danger, death and thoughts of Paige and I being left alone in the world. So I did the only thing I could do and began to pray. I prayed for my family's protection, I prayed for comfort and I prayed that everything would be okay.
Meanwhile back at home...
Around two-thirty in the morning (the very hour that I was praying) Rick was suddenly awakened by a very faint beeping sound. The sound led him to the kitchen where he found that the dishwasher's extra heat setting had become jammed. The dishwasher blazed with the heat of a scorching oven and Rick felt very fortunate that he had been able to prevent it from bursting into flames.
(our once tall, slender plastic tumblers are now short, fat and warped and that white cup in front used to be clear with colored spots)
Our dishwasher is ruined, our dishes melted, but as you can see the babies are fine and our testimonies of a loving Heavenly Father, who will only give us the experiences we need for our profit and learning, are stronger than ever.
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my AMAZING, hard water stain scrubbing, super helping, much missed MOM! I love and miss you and hope you have an AMAZING day!