Loopy From the Fumes
Paint fumes, that is. Right now they are painting the trim which is oil-based, and man what a smell!! I'm trying to leave alot of the windows open, but it's a little tough with all the rain. But, I will not be complaining about the rain because I'm so glad it's here!! In typically sunny So. Cal it's such a great change of pace to have the rain. Although, last year we had quite alot of it . . I don't think I'd do too well in places like Portland or Seattle - just a little too depressing to have it almost all the time.
The 'Pumpkin Creme' color in the living room is growing on me. It's received alot of positive reviews so that's good.
I was a part of a strange situation over the weekend. We went to a local pumpkin farm/picking patch to get pumpkins with the grandparents. Everything was great. We checked-out in the line with our pumpkins, and then waited off to the side for my mother-in-law to get some fresh produce too. As we waited a mom with her three kids and a huge wagon of pumpkins she had just paid for came up beside us. The mom told her kids to wait right there not move, and then walked away. I figured she forgot something at the check-out area and would be right back, but it was a little odd that she just left them there. There were two boys, probably 7 & 8, and a little girl about 4. A few minutes passed and something happened with the little girl and she started crying. I kept thinking, "where's the mom - what could be taking her so long?" Next thing I knew the little girl started walking off, right into the path of a car. I ran over to her and guided her back to where her brothers were standing with their pumpkins and asked her to wait there for her mom. I kept thinking the mom would be there any second. Another woman who saw the whole thing happen was pretty mad. I thought, "now maybe this woman (who left the kids) had a really tough day, and it was everything she could do to get her kids out to do something fun . . ", I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. We all do things at times that seem fine right in the moment, and then later realize we should have done differently.
We contined to wait - we had to wait- for this mom to come back. I finally saw her driving her car up to the spot to load up the pumpkins and her kids. The little girl was still crying when the mom got out of the car. I chose not to say anything to her. I could have. Maybe I should have. But I knew God knew what had happened, and her boys saw it all too, so I said a little prayer for that whole family and we proceeded to walk to our car. I felt bad later that I didn't do more to comfort that little girl while she was so upset over whatever had happened.
When we got home and all settled I was looking over the photos we had taken with the digital camera, and in the background of one of the photos were the three children from the earlier episode. I prayed for them again. If I am ever faced with a similar situation, I hope I do more.
The 'Pumpkin Creme' color in the living room is growing on me. It's received alot of positive reviews so that's good.
I was a part of a strange situation over the weekend. We went to a local pumpkin farm/picking patch to get pumpkins with the grandparents. Everything was great. We checked-out in the line with our pumpkins, and then waited off to the side for my mother-in-law to get some fresh produce too. As we waited a mom with her three kids and a huge wagon of pumpkins she had just paid for came up beside us. The mom told her kids to wait right there not move, and then walked away. I figured she forgot something at the check-out area and would be right back, but it was a little odd that she just left them there. There were two boys, probably 7 & 8, and a little girl about 4. A few minutes passed and something happened with the little girl and she started crying. I kept thinking, "where's the mom - what could be taking her so long?" Next thing I knew the little girl started walking off, right into the path of a car. I ran over to her and guided her back to where her brothers were standing with their pumpkins and asked her to wait there for her mom. I kept thinking the mom would be there any second. Another woman who saw the whole thing happen was pretty mad. I thought, "now maybe this woman (who left the kids) had a really tough day, and it was everything she could do to get her kids out to do something fun . . ", I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. We all do things at times that seem fine right in the moment, and then later realize we should have done differently.
We contined to wait - we had to wait- for this mom to come back. I finally saw her driving her car up to the spot to load up the pumpkins and her kids. The little girl was still crying when the mom got out of the car. I chose not to say anything to her. I could have. Maybe I should have. But I knew God knew what had happened, and her boys saw it all too, so I said a little prayer for that whole family and we proceeded to walk to our car. I felt bad later that I didn't do more to comfort that little girl while she was so upset over whatever had happened.
When we got home and all settled I was looking over the photos we had taken with the digital camera, and in the background of one of the photos were the three children from the earlier episode. I prayed for them again. If I am ever faced with a similar situation, I hope I do more.
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