I am blessed with four stress indicators and one extra sensitive one, and one kinda big one. Yesterday Raquel called me from school wanting lunch money. I figured she was at least six dollars negative and would go hungry.

Upon paying I learned she was just at zero and would have been fed. She came out to see me in the hall and I asked, "did you just need a hug?" She squeezed me super tight, the way Raquel does.

Today Ck called me from school and asked for a lunch, she can't stand pepperoni's. As I handed over the lunch she too hugged me tight.

This week has been a needed quiet one. Quiet enough that I can hear in Cherakie's refusal to read to me, "mom, I am sad when you aren't home with me after school. I am gone with Chantel at the rink on Wednesdays and in the temple while Raquel and Olivia dance ballet on Thursdays.

Life just works when we abide by the chore list, read our scriptures, and have family prayer. It is just that simple!

On a side note, Raquel asked this morning why we shut our eyes when we sneeze. I replied what I've heard forever not ever questioning, "So your eye balls don't pop out!"

In her sweet little authoritative voice and head bobble she inherited from Grandpa D, she replied, "Mom . . . That is not probable, our eyes are stuck in our heads."

Well miss Raquel, I'm not the smartest but this mom has google. Closing your eyes when you sneeze is a reflex. There you have it.