It's been a warm couple of weeks, and we're changing colour on various body parts, like arms, legs, backs and necks. Tonight we had a bit of a thunder storm (unfortunately preventing Curtis from taking some of the photos he was supposed to do tonight), followed by a double rainbow. How beautiful! We needed the rain, too, but it would have been nice if it had been delayed about half an hour.
Last Tuesday, I had the pleasure of spending some one on one time with my oldest Cunningham niece, Abigail. For Christmas we had given each of the kids a certificate for some one on one time with their aunt (or uncle, in Josiah's case), and amazingly, this was the first one to be redeemed. Life sure does have a way of slipping by, amongst all of the busyness. Anyways, we had a lovely time reading books, having lunch,then riding bikes to the library, followed by an ice cream cone before picking Isaac up from school. Isaac wanted to show her one of the nearby parks, so we rode over there before her Mom came to pick her up. Isaac was sure sorry to see her go. He would have liked more time to play with her.
On Saturday ( I think), when I came home from work, Isaac informed me that he wanted to go to the pool. I had just got out my gardening gloves and was ready to do some weeding and enjoy the outdoors for awhile, so I said I'd think about it, which I did. After about an hour, I went in and told him we could go, and he was so excited! He could hardly contain his excitement, and it made us smile at his exuberance. I felt a bit sorry then that I'd kept him waiting. We had a good time at the pool, and as we left, Isaac was already wondering when we could go back. I guess we should go more often, and/or sign him up for some lessons.
The other day Curtis and Isaac biked to the Lodge to escort me home (I usually ride mine in the morning these days), and I suggested to Isaac that he might be ready to ride the bigger bike that Curtis had bought him last year. Then it was too big for him, but he's grown a few inches since then. He told me he was too scared, and we talked about it for a bit, and then I enticed him with a treat if he would at least try to ride it. Well, it was all the incentive he needed! He came home and got out the bike, and we were all amazed at how much more easily he could touch the ground on it now. It didn't take long before he was riding it out on the road, and was proud to tell my parents on the phone that night (even asking if we could take that bike when we go camping with them this summer) .When we went to Curtis' parents' place for supper on Sunday, he wanted to take it along to show them, too. He keeps telling me that he's glad he overcame his fear, and even thanked God during one of his prayers that he can ride his big bike now.
Speaking of big bikes, have any of you ever seen the "Big Bike" that the Heart and Stroke Foundation uses for fundraising events? It's quite a sight! My local Curves had decided to participate, and was looking for 29 ladies to agree to fundraise and get a chance to ride this 30 seat bike, so I said I would. (The 30th seat is for the trained "driver"). The ride itself didn't take very long - less than half an hour - but was a fun way to get some exercise and surprise a lot of people along the way. Apparently the group of us raised $3,912 for the foundation. I rode because both of my grandfathers died of heart related illnesses, my Dad had heart surgery last year, and my brother's oldest daughter had surgery on a hole in her heart a few years ago. My sister's husband also has a heart murmer, which apparently isn't serious, but still, it's not as it should be. The name of our group was "Curves Has Heart".
Nice posting :)
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