Grand Canyon and Muscles

Two weeks ago:
Hurricane has been praying for our white chickens to lay white eggs. Two weeks ago on Monday, Hurricane runs into the house yelling, "We've got a white egg! We've got a white egg!" He has been so happy about the eggs. All the chickens have started to lay and we are getting between 4-5 eggs a day.

Later in the week Sweetheart planned a trip for us to go to the Grand Canyon. 

Our friends shared a cabin with us for the weekend. Kirk tripped the first night and cut his head. We are using aloe to reduce the scar but think he might have a permanent token from the trip.

Underfoot was driven to get his Junior Ranger badge. He convinced his brother and the other 2 boys to get their Junior Ranger badges as well.

We went to the Canyon for 2 days. Our bikes came with us on the adventure. The first day we rode our bikes up Hermit Road towards Hermits Rest at the end of the road.

Little did we realize until we were riding back down the hill that the uphill grade was 6%. For 2 little boys with only 1 gear on their bikes, they did amazing! We stopped and ate lunch at the first bus stop then continued to Hopi Point. 

At Hopi Point, we saw a condor through a telescope. Hurricane was saying he was going back down the hill with or without us. We went down and found the 6% grade that was now easy. No wonder he wanted to go back. Underfoot and Hurricane slept soundly that night.

The 2nd day we returned and rode the bus to Mojave Point. 

The drop off is a mere cliff that drops for hundreds of feet. We held onto to Hurricane with a death grip.

Note the Death Grip in the picture....

He is like a bouncy ball. Underfoot is more conscious of his personal space and stayed a healthy distance from the edge. Later we hiked the rim trail from Hermit Road to the Amphitheater then to Mather Point.

Pennies line the rim trail and embedded in the ground. Hurricane wanted to dig the pennies out with dad's knife. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Noticed the penny in the ground

Trying to "pick" up or pull out the penny

At Mather Point was a Ranger presentation for the boys to finish up their Junior Ranger. They listened and answered questions.

All 4 boys finished up their Junior Ranger badges, and we returned back to the cabin. S'mores were had each night. 

 

We took our time coming home earning another Junior Ranger badge at Montezuma's Castle,

 took a detour into Mesa. In Mesa, the boys picked grapefruit off the trees at the temple. The temple has pickers available if you want to pick the fruit. Hurricane's reaction follows his Mother's love of grapefruit as Underfoot's reaction follow his Father's grapefruit love. We returned home and had a fun time.

Last week:

After getting hurt one month ago, I saw my PCP. She had me go for an electrical test for my nerves in my ankle and then a follow up appointment with her. My nerves work fine. She did say that I have strained my trapezius, latissimus dorsi, and the 2 muscles that go under that. She said it will take time for that to heal (like 9-12 months) along with my ankle. I'll start physical therapy and not be running. Swimming and biking are great. I will partake in physical therapy, massage therapy, and at-home exercise. At the Grand Canyon, Sweetheart helped a lot so I could participate in activities with our family. With his help and ibuprofen, the week went great!

Sweetheart worked a lot this week to accomplish a task that he had been given by his boss. He was loaned out for the last 8 weeks to a different program to accomplish certain tasks. He and his co-worker wanted to complete the tasks and made it happen.

Hurricane and Underfoot resumed school this week. They practiced swimming laps in the pool. Hurricane does not want to do swim team this year, and Underfoot does. The boys have caught on to the idea of the treasure maps (a consistent routine) and are doing well with have a routine to follow. The weather has "warmed up" at night so they have started to star gaze again.

My counsin, Steve, sent me a surprise in the mail. He had interviewed my Grandpa, Dale Kirkham, in 1997. The interview was about my Grandpa's experiences during World War II as a quartermaster on an LCI ship in the Pacific Ocean. 

My Grandma answered the phone and passed it to my Grandpa. When her voice came on, I almost started to cry. It has taken a long time for me not to pick up the phone and call her. She passed away in 2005. The realization of her being gone clicked in during my brother's wedding one year ago. Hearing my Grandpa's voice, I felt the urge to call him too. I wanted to tell him that Steve had sent me such a precious gift of an interview with him. I then remembered he was gone too. The DVD was sent with pictures as Grandpa talked with Steve. I am grateful for the time that Steve took to share with me.

He sent a letter that said, "Hearing about Grandpa's experiences during the war was meaningful because it proved that someone can pass through very difficult and uncertain times, and still have a happy, enjoyable, and successful life. ... He did not allow his fears or his doubts to destroy him."

I'm grateful for the boost Steve gave to me as I am starting to recover from a physical pain and that I have good examples of others that did hard things.

Last night was an LDS Women's Broadcast. I was reminded that we all have struggles and need to look at how similar we are instead of how different we are from each other. When we see our similarities, we can extend help and kindness and even be the recipient of that love and service.

Be Well.