Is It Naptime Yet

Today would have been Lilah’s class with Beth but we had a change of plans.

While I was at a family dinner Wednesday night Sam called. I got home late, at 9:15, but I called her anyways. I know her, she’s my friend and my curiosity was too strong to wait till morning.  She was up when I called her at 9:20 pm. She called because the children’s singer Jim Gill was going to be at the Clark County Library today. Jim is Sam’s favorite children’s artist and we have a CD that we got through Sam with a few of his songs. The girls love his songs.  He only comes to Vegas about once a year, and it was going to be a free performance so I decided to cancel with Beth and have fun with the girls.

We got there early so we could get good seats, but they let the school kids in before us anyways. We still had nice seats and the girls had fun. Lilah had a total ball dancing to every song. Britta thought it was a little loud and had her ears covered at first and then got into it more later. Eden was a bit of a hermit and only danced when I wasn’t trying to get her to dance or when she really felt the music.

It was very entertaining and fun for us all.

I bought a CD he signed for us and took a picture of the girls with Jim.

Since the Clark County Library is right by UNLV we stopped by Jon’s work. I barely got a parking spot because the man pulling out pulled out in a advantageous way and I slipped in before the other car. We got there at the same time so it wasn’t obvious who should have gotten the spot.  I forgot to get change before we left so I only had 70 cents, which afforded us 41 minutes of parking, 47 with the added 6 minutes that was still on the meter. Lilah really wanted to go to the small museum there but we only had enough time to see Jon’s work cubicle and eat lunch. It was a beautiful day. The weather was perfect in the shade and we had a slight breeze. I think I’ll try to visit him a little more often during the fall and we can have picnic lunches till it turns cold, because I am a baby about cold weather and even though I live in Vegas and it’s not that cold here, it’s cold enough for my liking.

After lunch we came home and hung out. I took a short nap, well I took about two short naps before making dinner.

After dinner we went to Cold Stone for free ice cream, which wasn’t completely free since it was for Make a Wish, so we donated what cash we had. After that we tried looking for a new store, Fresh and Easy, but we couldn’t find it. We didn’t see it on the way there, though on the map we checked once home we should have spotted it on the way. Oh well, I’ll just wait till the one right across from my local Smith’s opens up.

Now it’s bedtime and tomorrow I will have a new sister-in-law and all of my parents children will be married. It’s a miracle.

Wednesday we had Lilah’s class. Lilah knows so much that I sometimes have a hard time reading each day with her and having learning time.
Since Beth’s my mentor, and I can call her that since she called herself my mentor, we had a talk and my goal was to set a time to have “school time”. This is kinda against unschooling, but I’m not going for complete unschooling. The thought is if we have a routine we can guarantee some learning everyday or a time to stimulate learning. I have a box of special school things that I’m taking out at our “school time” and I let the girls do what they want.

Beth also gave me lots of cool things so the girls have loved it. One thing Lilah discovered was there are four ways to add six. Beth gave us a set of domino’s. Lilah was counting the dots and drawing pictures and she brought me some domino’s and asked how they could all have six dots when they where so different. So we had a lesson on adding six and the different ways you could add it. I thought it was fun.

So my school time is after lunch. We’re usually running around and doing things in the morning but home by lunch. So after lunch is our school time. It also goes with my reading a story or two before putting Eden down for her nap but I haven’t read to them in days. We go through cycles. All I do is read, read, read and then we go weeks with just reading once or twice. I should be better about that.

I figure we might be gone some days after lunch, but those are usually days we go to the park for the unschooling group, so that can count as “school time” too.

After lunch we went to the park for the unschooling group, or Life learners which I will now refer to them as. On the discussion board our coordinator, or Tara, was sick and a few others said they would still be there, but when I showed up at the park only one other person was there, and this was her first time. She has a daughter who is 6, so that makes me happy, and her daughter, Sarahphina which I’m guessing how to spell, played really well with Lilah and Eden. The mom was really easy to talk to and we had a good discussion which just got better when one other mom showed up. This mom has a teen aged son, he actually stayed home, and had just returned from living in Hollywood while her son was pursuing an acting career.
We left the park around 4 o’clock, and had a regular night.

Thursday was my busy doctor’s appointment day. Sam was kind enough to watch the girls all morning for me. She had them from 8:40 am till 12:45 pm so I could attend my dermatologist appointment and eye appointment.
I had a mole removed on my arm in July, and it too was precancerous, but does not need suturing. This makes 4 moles precancerous, one normal, for the five I’ve had removed. She removed another mole in my right shoulder, so if she doesn’t call sooner to say it needs suturing we’ll find out in six months if it too is precancerous.

My eyes are the same. They haven’t changed since before I had Eden. It seems amazing to me to keep the same prescription. For so much of my youth my eyes changed drastically each year. I was so relieved to learn that your eyes come to a plateau and stay the same. If we didn’t have so many other things to worry about I would so do laser eye surgery, but atlas we do.

I went to a new doctor and he seemed perplexed that I only wear my contacts part time and my glasses most of the time. I don’t think he understood that glasses are a necessity and contacts are a luxury in my life. He mentioned my children pulling on my glasses, but since they’re older they’re obviously past that stage, plus they learned fairly quickly not to pull on glasses since Jon and I both wore them. My doctor is all about contacts and being to the most “natural state”. I guess glasses don’t bother me, though I like the way I look with contacts.
I am getting new frames this year. My current frames are getting too old and breaking in different places, plus I’m looking forward to getting something a little more up to date.

Friday we stayed home. I sewed a blanket for a baby shower I went to today. I didn’t take any pictures though. (If you could Emilie it would be appreciated and just e-mail me one.)
Today we got a leotard for Eden and Lilah and Jon’s date was to the dollar store to choose gifts for Eden and me. Last week Lilah was obsessed with giving me a gift but she had to wait till her date with Daddy.

I had a baby shower this afternoon and then tonight I took the girls to a carnival that was at Anna’s church. They had a small ferris wheel, which the girls loved, a “train”, and a couple jumper things. One was a regular bouncy thing for kinds to jump in and the other was an obstacle course type thing.
Lilah loved it and Eden had fun watching her, since she was just a little to little for the obstacle course. It was a fun night.

Now it’s time for bed, and if you read all of this you must have nothing else to do.

I realized I hadn’t done any posts about what we’ve been up to this week, and it’s Friday…wait now it’s Saturday.

Monday I cleaned all day long. It was mostly de-cluttering and getting places for random things. I even organized my hall closet. It looks really nice in there now, maybe I’ll post an after picture since you’ve seen the before. After the girls were in bed I swept and mopped.

Tuesday morning I folded clothes, washed sheets, and did the regular kitchen chores.

Why did I go through every room and make them presentable, along with cleaning my dirty floors? It’s really quite simple.

We had our house sprayed by our bug guy and he goes in every room, thus every room had to be presentable, or at least clean enough that he could actually do his job and spray in them. I’d hate for him to get caught on the boxes for Jon’s solar oven or our shred pile.

We don’t regularly have the bug guy out. In fact this is may be the fourth time we’ve had them come out in three years. All the previous visits were for invasions of ants. We’re also not big fans of pesticide in our home, but now that the kids are older and I don’t have infants I feel a little more comfortable, though we don’t have a big bug problem in the house.

I wanted to mop only the day before he came to make sure I didn’t need to mop for at least a week, probably more with my track record, and  mop around pesticide.

I haven’t seen any dead bugs in the house, but we had a roach die by our front porch doormat and the spider that was making webs in our front dirt area was a black widow that died right next to our front door. I mean right next to it. And it was big. Have I ever mentioned how much I hate black widows?

It makes me want to have him spray the outside once a month to prevent these lovely creatures from coming into my house. Which is likely since we don’t have an airtight seal on the bottom of our front door.

I also had Britta Tuesday morning so Sam could study. Then Sam came over at lunch time and we made granola. I have a very easy recipe and she likes it so she may continue to use it if I were to e-mail it to her.

The girls were fascinated with the bug guy and silently followed him around. Well, they were silent until they got outside and Lilah started chatting about our cat cage. (We had another one pooping in our yard and caught it Sunday night.)

I clean for visitors and apparently our bug guy.

Who do you clean for?

With being away from my house so often I feel like I’m back in my college days. It’s always a mess and even if I “catch up” in one room, there’s always another mess waiting. I think it’s starting to take a small toll on me and my desire to clean. As in I only do the bare necessity. Dishes when we need something to eat off of, laundry when we need something to wear. Life is busy and when I’m home I’m lazy.

Monday was the dentist.
Tuesday I was home and I did cleaning in my kitchen and other areas.
Wednesday I had the reading/writing class I’m doing with Lilah with my friend Beth. I think I’ll have to write more about it later because I’ve only vaguely talked about it in my blog.
After the class I came home, made cookies and went to a local park for the unschooling group.
The girls had tons of fun, a post to come later with pictures.

Thursday I hung out at home for the morning. Doing more of the bare minimum house work or maybe I was reading blogs to avoid housework. The days become so blurry. That afternoon I went to my sister Kristi’s house to watch her kids while she had some doctor appointments.

Friday we went to Nancy Skinner’s house, a woman in our ward, for some water fun. She and her husband had a huge inflatable water slide for their grandchildren and she invited some of the moms to bring our kids over and have fun. My girls didn’t do the slide, but once the trampoline was free from bigger kids they jumped on that. Nancy had a sprinkler underneath it to keep it wet and the girls had fun bouncing each other.
I was home for the rest of the day washing laundry and doing other random things.

Today we had family pictures. We went to the JC Penny portrait studio at the Galleria Mall and really liked the photographer. In the past we’ve gone to the Penny’s at the Boulevard Mall, right after Jon’s gotten off of work, but the last two years portraits just weren’t very good. (Our original photographer went out on her own and it was just too expensive for us.) As long as this photographer stays there or an equally qualified one does the portraits I think we’ll continue to use Penny’s. We’re spending a high amount for the CD so we’ll have the rights and will be able to print out whatever portraits we want, and you want, possibly for a small fee if you want more than one ’cause this CD cost us a lot, but there won’t be any regrets that we didn’t buy a copy of this or that pose. Jon’s also a sucker for originals and I am just hoping we can find a nice but cheap place to print out the photo’s.

Now I just need to go over my church lesson before Jon and Eden come home from their date. She wanted to go to the Library, but her nap went to long, so she asked to go to the Springs Preserve, but it was also a little late, so he took her to the temple, ’cause she’s been asking to go. I think it’s funny that he took her to the temple to walk the grounds for their date. I guess it shows his support for the girls decisions. ( I love you honey.)

Update: Now that’s it’s past midnight I’m finally getting around to posting this and I still have to finish going over my lesson. I’m just not feeling it this week so hopefully it goes well tomorrow, I mean today.

I guess it’s time for bed.

Since Elizabeth left a comment on enjoying some past memories and since my sister Andrea just posted this I thought it might also be fun to do.

Here’s how you do it:

1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn’t matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It’s actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I’ll assume you’re playing the game and I’ll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don’t want to play on your blog, or if you don’t have a blog, I’ll leave my memory of you in my comments.

This weekend I had a couple of events where I saw people from my past.

The first was a baby shower for a peer whom I’ve known since we were about eight or nine. Our parents are good friends and our families got together each Christmas for a period of time. We were also in the same Stake growing up and went to the same middle and high school.

I had seen Anne at the retirement party for my choir teacher. She was pregnant and I made sure to tell her I’d love to go to her baby shower. I love baby/bridal showers and will use any excuse to go to one.
It was a fun shower. Even though I didn’t win any games, I’m so competitive, my friend Sarah won twice and gave me one of the prizes. (It was a close call as to whether I had the diaper or whether she still had the diaper for “musical diaper” and since she won she gave me one of the prizes.)

It was a good time and I saw old friends.

The other was a wedding. It was for a young lady I grew up with. We were in the same ward while my family lived in Vegas, or the house I grew up in. We never really got along completely though. Something bothered her about me and her bossiness is what bothered me about her, plus the fact that she never liked me and I always wondered what it was I did to cause those feelings.  We avoided each other outside of church until high school, where we had the same circle of friends, and towards the end of our senior year we finally got along and understood each other a little more, even if it was for just a few months.

One specific memory I have is sitting around the campfire pit at girls camp as a YCL (youth camp leader or age 16). The previous year the Stake had changed camp so you were with all the girls your own age. Compared to previous years where you were with your own ward and Sunday church leaders. (You had first through fourth year campers in the ward camp. YCL, or your fifth year,  was normally the first year with all the girls your own age because they helped do activities and run the overall camp. Once changed to camp by years all the first years were in one part of the camp with leaders from a specific ward and all the second years were together etc. and you may or may not be with leaders from your own ward. I know it’s all kinda confusing and I’m not explaining it that well if you’ve never been.)

The point being within the ward camp  setting fourth years would originally be the ones over the ward camp and the responsible ones for helping the younger girls.  On the last night each ward camp leaders would chose a young woman to receive the white rose award from their camp, or an award for being Christlike, and it was usually a forth year from that ward. It was something our stake did.
With changing camp our forth year we were tossed with leaders that we didn’t know and all the girls our own age, thus making receiving the white rose award harder.

While sitting around the fire pit, again this is our fifth year or YCL year, talk turned towards the white rose award since it was towards the end of the week. This young woman said how she felt gypped out of the award last year because she would have “totally gotten it had we been in ward camps”. I said excuse me, because her and I were the two and only fourth years in our ward and thus it probably would have been given to her or me and she said that she could have wooed our leaders to like her best during camp even if they favored me at church.  Where as we were with leaders that didn’t know her and it was between all the girls that level rather then just two. I found it funny that she would say that to my face while in this group. We were also only 30 or so feet away from the leaders camper who where taking naps at the time.

Anyways I also found it ironic because I received the white rose award that year, along with one other young women in our YCL camp. We had the same leaders from our fourth year, and honestly I had just been myself, which made it that more special to receive the award for myself.

Side note: I remember the leaders giving examples of things I had done that week and crying before they said my name, they also do a program and different things that get you crying before hand anyways. My friend Elizabeth was sitting next to me and I remember her giving me a smile and saying they were talking about me. For example, and this is for posterity not my own puffing up,  they said how I had helped a homesick first year, and a stake leader happened to see my friend and me comforting her. I had also stayed behind while some of the other girls went to town because their wasn’t enough room in the car plus I watched over our camp while they were gone. I took over being a secret sister for a first year who’s YCL secret sister hadn’t come to camp. Things I did just because they needed to be done, though I would have gone to town had there been room.
My prideful side says “Yeah,  I got the award while you didn’t because you’re a fake.” While that really shows I’m not too Christlike and only wanted it for the recognition. I’m sure she’s forgotten all about it and the words she said.

So for most of our relationship we weren’t the best of friends and it went very much like the above, a competition, though I’m not sure what we were competing for.

Our senior year we were in two choirs together. For some reason we got along a little better. I felt her cheer me on with my nervousness of singing in front of people during some solo days and she saw me get angry at people and enjoyed that I wasn’t always the “Nice Lacey”.  We were finally being nice to one another, though I would say she was finally being nice to me.

The nicest thing she ever said to me was senior night for choir. Usually on the last road trip of the year there is a senior bus coming home. Each senior would be on the bus and they could bring one underclassman. This year our trip was in April and it was just too early in the year so Mrs. B did senior night. It was  a few days after the choir concert and my nervous solo. As part of the night Mrs. B would say something nice and each person around the circle would also have time to say something about others. It was to be only kind words and uplifting.
This young woman, whom I felt very little approval from and did not get along with, said the nicest thing and the only thing I remember from that night specifically.
She has sung and performed since she was a small child. Her mother is an amazing singer and she is also.
She said how she had long gotten over any stage fright, but how she was so proud of me for performing and doing so well despite my nervousness. It was one of the few times I felt genuine kindness and sympathy from her towards me.

It was a good ending.

I saw her in a psychology class in college that we shared, but it was the semester I got married and I wasn’t there as much as I should have been. That would be the last time I saw her till at the choir concert in May and retirement party for our choir teacher. She was engaged and I got her number but never called her to give her my address. I called another friend and was able to find out the date, time, and place and I went to the reception Saturday night.

It was odd to be there. It seems that the many years of not liking each other is what sticks. We have few close times and not many happy memories of being together as friends.

I’m not sure why I wanted to go besides that I wanted to be there to show support and I hope she knows that even though we didn’t get along I still want her to find happiness and joy.

Britta and Lilah are best friends. Britta calls Lilah her special friend and they exchange gifts all the time. When we dropped off a thank you for Sam Lilah made a gift for Britta, which included a rainbow crayon that she had.

Earlier this week Lilah got an e-mail from her friend Britta. It had pictures that she had chosen for Lilah to see.

In return  Lilah thought we should share pictures with Britta.  So I took  one of each girl and then went through what we had.

So here are the pictures for Britta and some that I needed to share anyways.

Lilah’s hand in a bandage.

Her little pinkie finger was hurting her all day, especially when the nail was touched. I thought she had just banged it sometime during the night since it wasn’t hurting till Monday morning. I finally took a look at her nail that night and noticed something under the nail. She had gotten a sliver under her nail and that’s what was causing the excruciating pain for her during the day. Once removed her finger felt fine.

 

Eden with Lilah’s Doodle Bear. (It has been colored on and washed so the marker doesn’t stain or become hard to remove. )

 

 Lilah with our 7 or 8 foot sunflower.

 

The girls with sunflower.

 

A close up of the Sunflower.

A close up of the tiny bee on the sunflower.

I feel like it’s Saturday, but since I’m just getting started on my lesson for Sunday I’m happy that it’s Thursday.

Jon’s home. He took two days off with only one to recover and tomorrow he goes back to work. He has to drive the Subaru, or our manual car, oppose to my nice automatic car, because of the parking permit he needs and I don’t have. You gotta love working on a campus where you have to pay for your own parking and they’re stickers that can’t be easily removed.

Today we went to a community pool with the mommy/ preschool group. It was the last hurray. The girls had lots of fun and it was a nice, clean and quiet pool. It’s kind of off the road and you don’t see the pool easily. My friend Emilie says it’s never been too busy during the week for her, but Saturdays can get busier.  It’s $3 for adults and $2 for children three and older so I will probably try to go one or two times before Eden officially turns three. I think I’ll also have to hit Sweet Tomatoe’s one more time till I have to pay for her.

It’s a nice pool with less stuff than the one we went to last summer with my sister in Henderson, which is good. My girls don’t like water in their eyes so to have less made it easier to avoid and thus better.  It had a slide that had water coming from different areas and just one mushroom with water. I don’t know how to describe it except as a mushroom with water coming out of the top to make a water wall around it. The girls really enjoyed it, though Eden had to warm up to it but once she was comfortable I couldn’t keep them with me. They wanted to go in different directions so I just sat and watched them at one point since it was open and not too busy. I did lose Eden when she tried to go onto the slide with her life jacket. (I thought she was just walking around it and waited a moment to see her come out from behind it, but she decided to climb up to the slide.)  The life guard got there right as I got there, so it wasn’t that long that I lost site of her, and she was sad that she had to get down, but she didn’t want the life jacket off or water in her eyes from the slide.

It was nice and we stayed for just two hours, which was definitely long enough. I have pink areas where I didn’t get a lot of sun screen on me, like the middle of my nose and my right shoulder, which faced the sun most of the time anyways.
I think the girls are OK and not too pink anywhere.

After coming home I got Eden down for a nap then me. Then while getting dinner started I totally thought it was Saturday. Luckily I have two more days till my lesson, even though I’m looking forward to next week. Monday will be cleaning day. Tuesday making cinnamon rolls day. Wednesday delivering cinnamon rolls to those I need to thank for letting us use their house for Lilah’s party day and lunch with Anna. It’s been over a month since I saw her and it will be nice to visit.

Plus I think we might go see Wall-E this or next Saturday and I can’t wait.

I thought I’d be home all week doing nothing so I’d be able to blog, but uh, I haven’t.
I’ve decided my scar will be big no matter what and that sitting at home is no fun.

Tuesday at 10:30 am they have story time at the library within the Springs Preserve so I thought it’d be fun to go, plus we could visit Jon’s parents and then hit Trader Joe’s ’cause they’re all relatively close together and I only needed light things like bread and crackers.

So we went to story time. The grandma aged worker, or around 70 aged worker, read stories and then began interacting with the family of three kids and a mom that had been there when we got there. The worker/ volunteer was interacting with the other three kids and not talking to Lilah, like at all. Eden was by me and not wanting to sit at the table so she wasn’t there to ignore.  I felt like it was a little awkward  and left, but I’m pretty sure that the three board books she read was were all she had planned since the last book was read at the request of the little boy.

We had fun and visited the places the girls love. Lilah was a huge help. She carried all we needed in her back pack, otherwise we wouldn’t have been able to go. She did leave it behind one time and we had to retrace our steps to find it.  I don’t mention that she forgot the bag to others while she’s around because it was an honest mistake, I forgot it too, and I want her to remember how much she helped me and not that she almost lost the backpack.

We went to the Blake’s for lunch and the girls had fun playing. Lilah ate two pieces of half corn on the cobs and finished Eden’s off. That has got to be her favorite way to eat corn, or any food.

I then got a little lost looking for Trader Joe’s and had to call Jon to look it up for me. We got there and it went mostly OK. I was the mom letting my kids run a little wild in the frozen food area. They were just being silly until they almost tipped over my cart by climbing onto the side of it. Then they stayed by my side.

Today I did a number of errands in my Target shopping center. The girls got pretty good at staying by my side once we got to Target, we’d gone to three other stores, and they behaved the best they ever have in Target, at least for not being in the cart. The worst part was the heavy shopping cart that I had too push.

I’ve left all the stuff in the trunk for Jon to get out when he gets home. Most of the bags would be fine for me to lift with my left arm, but I’m too lazy and Jon would want me to wait anyways.

Britta had made gifts for Lilah and Eden so they came by this afternoon. The girls played and Sam and I talked. It was nice since she wasn’t up to doing much and I’m not suppose to do much.

I also had my car washed this morning and it rained this afternoon.

On Thursdays the Springs Preserve host the Las Vegas Farmer’s market in the pavilion there. You don’t have to  pay or have a pass to get in and go to it, but you can’t go into any of the exhibits unless you’ve paid and gotten your hand stamped.

Jon and I thought it would be fun to go, so I told Sam, since she had also mentioned being interested in it, and we met up with her and Britta that night. It goes from 4-8 and we got there around 6:30pm. All the produce vendor’s were from Southern California. Their were also hand made items like necklaces, bears and other more natural products. I thought of my BIL Brien when I saw the handmade necklaces because they had colored fresh water pearl necklaces and he buys those for Andrea. She has like twenty different pearl necklaces that are all different colors. OK maybe not twenty but a lot.

The produce prices weren’t too bad. We bought most of our produce for the price of sales we’ve seen around town.

Avocados: $1.25 each
Cucumbers:$.50- down from $.75 each
Cantaloupe: $1 each

Then what we paid the most for:
Peaches: $3 a basket, a basket held 4 small peaches
Strawberries: $3 a basket, or 3 baskets for $8. A basket being around 16 oz. (The small strawberry baskets that strawberries use to come in.)
We were buying the 3 baskets for $8 but the guy only had 7 baskets left, so he tossed in one more basket, so we got 4 for $8 and then he had only one more “deal” left. He also told us a reduced price for asparagus, but we didn’t need any asparagus.

I learned if you go later in the evening the vendors start reducing their prices if they still have a lot left or if they’re trying to move out the last of it, so I think they just reduce their prices as a whole.

I got my cucumber for $.50 because she was talking to a man there who buys a lot of cucumbers and she reduced the price for him, no doubt to encourage him to buy more. I think they were gonna buy 15, then I bought one and the vendor said they were going fast, so then I heard him say around 20.

The produce we bought has been delicious. Literally the best peaches I’ve ever tasted and the strawberries have been sweeter than we’ve gotten at the store. Sunflower Market has had some pretty good strawberries, but these were much better as a whole.
The cucumber was also very tasty, I wish I had bought 2 or 3 and the cantaloupe was ripe and ready to eat when we bought it.

My avocados are still ripening but that’s normal. They’re nice large avocados so I can’t wait to put them in a salad or on a sandwich.

After the market we went and looked at the animals with Britta and Sam. Lilah wanted to show Eden the fox. It hadn’t been in it’s cubby hole when we went there as a family but she saw it on her date with Jon. Sam hadn’t even seen the fox yet because it’s always hiding. We were lucky and it was awake and in the display area. The girls loved watching it and loved it when the fox  would yawn. They love it when any animal yawns for some reason. I guess it’s just funny to kids. Then we let them play and they had lots of fun before we packed up and went home.

Jon was also a doll. He took Eden to the bathroom since you have to lift her onto the toilet, carried our bags of produce, and held my purse for me.

I’m so happy my husband is manly enough to carry/ wear his wife’s purse.