Hello all!
This is an attempt to try and do this a little more often. Even if nobody views this, it will serve as some type of journal describing some events that happened in my family's lives.
My Grandma Marjorie Alice Jones Henson just passed away this last Tuesday morning, August 29th 2017. She will be missed dearly but honestly I am happy for her as she gets to be reunited with her husband, my Grandpa Reid Henson who passed away a few months before I entered the MTC (2003). It was nice to see all the family again but I felt held back due to not wanting to take the situation lightly. I said hi to most people that I could while at the same time trying to keep the kids entertained while Elise was talking to other family members. I felt bad because usually I'm more positive and outgoing and I hope that family didn't get the impression that I didn't want to see them; it was quite the contrary. I didn't know how I would react to the whole situation so I played it safe and controlled. As the days have gone by, I keep thinking I'm going to have this emotional outburst due to Grandma's passing but I am genuinely happy for her. It makes me think about when that time will come for Elise and myself; nothing will make me happier than to be with my love for time and all eternity without having to deal with the pains and sufferings that come with this frail, mortal life. To see my wife have no pain in her body will be a very happy thing to behold. I can only imagine the joy that Grandma is experiencing right now and I wouldn't her to be any in other place.
Bryce just lost one of his front teeth. It had been lingering for over a week now and it was bugging him really bad. Tonight when we were eating at my parent's house for dinner, he took a bite into some food and it pushed the tooth up into his gums and hurt him really bad. We had him lay down on the couch and gave him some medicine for the pain. Eventually he asked if I could pull the tooth out because he did not want to deal with the pain of it anymore; I didn't blame him since it was pretty much hanging out at an angle and really bothering him. When I went to pull on it, little effort was required before it came out. It bled lightly for a few minutes but it stopped and I could tell that he felt better, knowing that it was finally out. He kept the wet napkin we gave him to stop the bleeding in a little longer than expected. When we got home, he tried communicating but it ended up being grunts and gestures that made us laugh pretty good. When he finally took it out, he had the cutest little lisp and when he smiles you can't help but smile with him. When I was tucking him into bed, we played around a bit with some stuffed animals and then read some books. When we turned off the lights and I went to tell him goodnight, he asked if I could sing to him. --Normally he loves singing several songs every night but this past two weeks or so he hasn't been wanting to and the only reason I can come up with is he thinks he's getting too old for it. I told him I would be more than happy to sing him a song; he chose Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (he has about 4 different versions so he has to specify which version he wants to sing before we start). As I was singing to him ever so softly, he snuggled up to his pillow and little stuffed Toon Link and started to close his eyes. I couldn't help but hold back tears as this was a very precious moment and it makes me realize that we won't have many more of these now that he is getting older. By the time I finished he was already starting to sleep and let me leave. I love my kids so much and love that they like it when they spend time with me, whether it be wrestling (much to Mommy's dismay), singing primary songs, going on drives to the store, playing video games or just snuggling on the couch.
It's time to stop for the night. Please feel free to leave comments, yak, or do nothing extra at all. My hopes is just to get thoughts out of my head and try to document more stuff about my family.
Thanks!!!
