The clothing fast begins! … in SLC

Well today is the first day of my one-year clothing fast (fasting from buying new clothes).  I did go last weekend and get a few essentials, 2 neutral t-shirts and some brown shoes, just to make sure I have my bases covered.  So what better way to celebrate than by visiting … Salt Lake City (no, there is no connection whatsoever, it just happens that I’m visiting SLC).  My brother, Kris, and his wife and daughter live here in Salt Lake, and Dutch and I scored some cheap tickets and decided to take the week to visit.  We haven’t seen them since they moved in December, so this is a real treat!  Jennika is 7 months old and adorable (other people say that too, it’s not just because I’m her aunty.  Visit their blog to the right and see for yourself!) 

I wanted to post a quick entry about the flight because any of you who follow us know what a nightmare the last time was (click here to read Breastfeeding a Wild Animal on an Airplane)  So, I was a little hesitant to try again, especially alone, and especially with a son who now walks and is ten times more active than before.  But, I just have to praise God because He heard our prayers!  They changed my seat so that I was in the very front row–so I had tons of leg room, and then the seat next to me was empty, (only 2 seats per row) so we had both the aisle and the window.  Plus, since Dutch is older now, he actually enjoyed looking out the windows, pointing at the trucks, and looking at the mountains.  He played happily with his trucks in the vacant seat next to us, ate crackers and cheerios, flirted unashamedly with the flight attendant (who flirted back, I might add!), played trucks with the man across the aisle, and played peekaboo with the elderly gentleman behind us.  Basically, he was an absolute doll.  Then, my boy who NEVER sleeps in the car, fell asleep in Kris’s car on the way home.  Then, when I tried the absolutely impossible task of transferring Dutch to the crib (mind you, this has never, never been done successfully), he actually stayed asleep and has no been asleep for over an hour.  Yeah, wonders never cease.

So, those of you without kids may read this and think that it’s a little ridiculous for me to be blogging about such trivial matters.  But parents, oh you understand.  Do you ever understand.  Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to be here … and for Your gracious hand on our trip.