My parents always said work hard, play hard, sleep fast. But years ago I put on the wall in the bathroom,
Work hard, Play Hard and Trust God!!
One day the week before Mother's Day, we got a call from the Stake President who was on the phone with Brady's mission President. They felt it was time for Brady to come home. He was just not getting better. Brady had been treated for a skin problem since 4 months into his mission. I was a little in shock because, I have worried about him, but have had a feeling of comfort that when he came home everything would be alright. I am sure I sounded like a pretty mean mom when I said, I didn't want him to come home, he will be alright. Then the mission President reminded me that we need to do what was right for Brady. I responded with he doesn't want to come home, he just needs some help. Well I hung up form talking to them and they called Todd. Todd told them that he wanted to talk to him first before they sent him home. So with Mother's day just a few days away they agreed.
So for the next couple of days we worked hard...
We had started a couple of projects in the yard thinking we had till August to get things cleaned up, but that is not what the Lord had in mind for us.
Putting in sprinklers on the side of the house...
Grandma the "Miracle Worker in Yards" had the kids cleaning out the window wells...
We took out all the brick around the window wells and along the back of the house, and grandpa made grow boxes for us out of the left over fence. They are so awesome!
Miriah was hardly working, sneaking grandma's drink...
Can we make this work...
I don't know, let me think....
Braxton will get it done, he is a hard worker...
Hollie wants to help...
It gets complicated...
Grandpa taking a break finally....
Hauling dirt in to fill in the holes...