Yesterday I took the girls and tagged along with the Redding family to the Draper Temple Openhouse. Ammon couldn't come because he had parent-teacher conference. We met a stake center and watched a brief movie about temples before we were shuttled off to the temple. India told me that "we get married and dance at the temple." She also kept telling the bus driver to slow down. Our silent tour through the temple was fun. I was amazed at how reverent India and Tristen were. My favorite parts were the baptismal font, the bride's dressing room, and the sealing room (where families and couples are married and sealed for eternity). Also, the chandelier in the celestial room was just exquisite. India told Susan that she wanted to wear a pink dress in the temple. But after Susan explained to her that we wear white in the temple, India seemed ok with a white dress instead.
After the tour, they served cookies and water in another nearby stake center. What a blessing! India had been asking for a snack the entire time. Maya slept until refreshment time. But no cookies for her for a while. Tours for are still going on until March 14th for the general public. Click here to get your reservations.Miracle: When we returned from the temple 1 1/2 hours later, I found my car--with the lights still on. I had a bad feeling. However, I've gotten good at asking for help from perfect strangers and most people are more than willing to help (especially when you flash that newborn). I opened the car to see if the car would start and it did. The battery should have been dead, but it
was not. You see, I've gotten in the habit of praying beforehand every time I drive more than 10 miles , and yesterday was no exception. I didn't deserve to have that miracle because it was my own stupid fault, but I'm REALLY grateful anyway.
The Reddings: David, Tristan, Susan, and Drew. At one point of the tour we were walking single- file, Susan holding Drew, David in the middle holding the hands of India and Tristen, followed by me holding Maya. The lady behind me asked if India and Tristen were twins. Then she asked Susan if we were sisters. We had a short discussion sorting out who belonged to who and who was married to who and who was not married to who. Slightly awkward. In other news, both girls survived their doctor appointments this week. India is still small (12th percentile), and Maya is not as big as I thought (47th percentile). Maya recovered much faster from her vaccinations than India did. India told Hailey "the doctor shot me." Maya still slept through the night and is still smiling at us. The doctor did confirm that Maya is a lazy baby though that's not quite the word he used. I give the kid tummy time and she just lays there. Eventually she'll get angry and start kicking her legs and crying, but still doesn't try to lift her head. When we stand her up, she flops to the ground. She can hold her head up when I have her upright. She's much more complacent and laid-back than India was.
