We went to see Grandma Whittaker again last night at the care center. We were taking bad news with us because the caregiver we had been so excited about that was going to give grandma one on one care decided to opt out of the arrangement. It was have been the perfect solution to our concern about her care, but we are committed to keep looking. As we visited she was anxious to find out about when she could leave. Oh, that's the hardest part...we keep leaving her.
She is always so appreciative of our visits and the concern we show for her well being. She is so glad to have a "good son" who holds her hand and reads her stories. But as we left she said several times, "Oh dear, my advice is not to get old." She did remarkably well for those twenty some odd years she was on her own after her husband died. We stopped by her house tonight to get a few things to take with us on our visit and it was odd to have everything so dark and quiet. We know we have a good twenty years before we are in her position but it helps us see our own frailties even now. We are determined to do what we can while we can.
I had occasion to read more of the information I received from Aunt Phyllis (who is 80) about the Jackman side of the family. She was kind enough to photo copy pages from her scrapbook that detail the family tree and some history behind those family members. I'll bring of copy of the information with me so you can enjoy it as well. It's nice to get a picture of where you came from and who those amazing ancestors were.
I hope that you and Tricia will let Jeffrey and I stay in his room when I come for my visit. I don't want his schedule to be disrupted and I'd appreciate the company. I confirmed my seat assignment today and I've dusted off my passport. Funny how I am so looking forward to coming over there and at the same time you are looking forward to coming back here. There's something philosophical in that. Could I bring you a Wendy's something???
I had a stake meeting where we talked about the needs of the nursery and staffing issues. I bragged about our ward not having a problem with no shows, everyone seems so committed. That Sunday it was Sister .....'s turn to do the lesson and I was the support teacher. (We do a rotation schedule with our teachers where one Sunday a team is on and the next Sunday they are off. That means they can go to class and be with adults every other week. It works so well that Rick wanted to be a part of that schedule, so because I'm the Nursery Leader I'm there every Sunday while the rotation schedule works for everyone else.) I still brought my bag, had my lesson plan and activity, and thought how silly I was to lug it around. Wouldn't you know, the teacher did a no show. No phone call, no inkling of a problem, just a no show. So the primary secretary asked in the Sunday School class who would like to come and help me and my neighbor came to my assistance. She was bright and smiling and full of support. It was a great way to get to know my neighbor better and the children were fine. But now I know how disconcerting it can be to count on someone and be disappointed, especially if you come unprepared. Ah, life.
22 days and counting....
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Honestly Jeffrey only stays in his own room about half the time. He goes to sleep pretty well some nights and others he needs a little encouraging, we'll work out his schedule though.
We're working on our nursery too, having all of the lessons prepared so that if someone doesn't come, it's already there.
We have a nursery box in the library that I created that has a file for each lesson that includes a brief outline of the lesson, a handout and in some instances an activity. It was fun to put together and I am working to add items as teachers give me things that have been fun for them.
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