Dear Children, we have spent so many hours driving int he car the last couple of weeks and you have all been so good. I can't wait until we can settle down. Dear Ranch, I soaked you up. The sounds, the smells, the beauty. The kids loved running free and rolling in the dirt and being surrounded by doggies. It was so peaceful there, especially when sitting listening to the breeze through the trees and the sky full of clouds. I love the Ranch. Dear Niece M, you are the most awesome niece that ever lived. You are so thoughtful and so helpful it was so much less stressful with you there, my kids love you and they can tell you love them. And your sensory skills saved us from never ending screaming. I am sorry you spent so much time car sick and puking, at least the ride home was better. Dear Dad, for years you have been telling everyone how to cure motion sickness. You finally bought a 9v battery to prove yourself to experiment on niece M. Who knew touching a 9v battery to your tongue cures motion sickness. My life may be changed forever. Dear Heber Fireworks, as always I had a huge headache and was nauseous. But thanks to M helping with the kids and my Mom rubbing my neck forever I felt better and it ended up being the best trip so far, I wasn't as worried about losing my kids. If you don't count the major sensory meltdown on the way back to the ranch and the puking from car sickness after driving on the wrong dirt roads in the pitch black night. It was nice to sit and relax with the kids and watch the fireworks. Dear Sister, thank you for taking my kids so I can pack, you know how I hate it and put it off as long as possible. Dear Bug House, you will soon be own home and you smell even after cleaning for hours. Dear Brittany, you are the best kind of friend. You came with me to the bug house and helped me clean for hours, dripping sweat. And you are pregnant! And you cleaned the fridge after I found a roach in it and cleaned the toilet for me and didn't even mock me when I screamed and ran away gagging from every dead roach I saw and then you even got them and threw them away for me. Who does that? Only a real friend does things like that. I love you! Dear Hailey, it was so great to spend time with you driving to Thatcher. We had such a good talk. You are growing so fast and I am so proud of who you are becoming. You told me not to call the house the bug house anymore because it creeps you out, you wanted to call it the adobe house because it it an adobe shack. Fair enough, I will always be thinking bug house though. Dear Self, I feel like I have taken 10 steps backwards and I am surprised at how much my heart can still hurt when caught off guard and how many tears I still cry. But It makes me so grateful to know my Father in Heaven and to know that He knows me.
