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Well, I learned something new about the kids last night: They don't like fireworks. Petey was so freaked out that he insisted on sitting in the car. We ended up leaving before the show was over. The whole night was somewhat of a flop. Ah well.

I loved what I got to see of the show. We went to Pensacola bay and parked next to the water. The fireworks were shot into the air over the bay. Also, several of the hotels along the water were doing shows, so it seemed everywhere you looked there where fireworks going off. It was magical.

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I'm a little baffled. Since I've been home visiting Alabama and Florida, I've been given missionary tracts twice. Both were handed to me by strangers while I was out and about in public with the kids. The first time was in Wal-mart. I had one of the boys with me and we were picking out a watermelon. I was thumping it and asking him how he thought it sounded. Next thing I knew a man walked up to me and said "here, I think you'd like this." It was a pamphlet about accepting Jesus as our Savior. Today, we went to an unplanned trip to the beach. I didn't have towels or swimsuits. The kids ended up getting soaked, of course. After they were done playing, we went back to the parking lot. I had extra clothes for Pete in the diaper bag, so I stripped him down to change him into the clean clothes. He started pee-ing right there in the parking lot. Of course, he and Zack thought that was hilarious. I was trying to explain to him that it was not ok to pee in parking lots. Chris was saying "Petey, you should have pee'd in the ocean, not in the parking lot." I felt like we must seem so white trash to the women in the car next to us. Before the ladies drove away, one of them handed me a pamphlet on "the Roman Road", also about accepting Jesus.

Don't misunderstand me. I greatly admire the bravery it takes to go up to a complete stranger and give them a missionary tract. Also, as a Christian, I support what they are teaching. But what is it about me that makes these people think I need to be saved? Chris says it is because I look friendly. He says it is the same reason complete strangers feel comfortable telling me their life story. I hope that's why. I hope its not because I come across as a non-christian.


BTW, this is another aspect of the South that I love. I think it is wonderful that Southerners take their religion so sincerely that they care enough to share it with others. I love that they talk to complete strangers about their convictions. In Arizona, it seems to me that most people are quite content to stay in their own little comfort zone. People in the South are much friendlier.

My sweet sister

On July 1, my beautiful sister Wendy gave birth to Macy Rae. Macy has a head full of hair and is perfect (according to my mom). My sister was induced because she had some of the symptoms of preclampsia. She was very swollen, her BP was up and she had a little protein in her urine. The doctor was a little baffled though, because she didn't have all the symptoms and the ones she had were inconsistent. Anyway, she delivered her lovely baby with no complications. Personally, I was nervous for her. They induced her the same way my Dr. tried to induce me with Zack. I ended up with an emergency c-section and had a horrible experience. I'm so thankful that her delivery went so much better.

I called my mom tonight to check up on Wendy (Mom went to help her out). Wendy has been admitted to ICU with congestive heart failure!!! I was so shocked when she told me. Apparently they sent her home, but her swelling never went down. It got worse. She couldn't catch her breath and felt like her heart was racing. When she went back to the ER, they told her that her lungs were filled with fluid. When her OB came to see her in the ER he apologized to her. He said he was so sorry that they didn't catch on to it earlier, but it was such an uncommon complication. Then, he asked her if she'd like him to say a prayer. Isn't that awesome?? She's now under the care of a cardiologist and they've told her that she'll be in the hospital for at least 5 days. I know how hard that must be for her, to be away from her brand new baby girl. I'm thankful that my mom is there to help out. Please keep her in your prayers. She's expected to make a full recovery.