The Dowling Family: I'm Thankful For...

Friday, November 7, 2008

I'm Thankful For...

this country that we live in. I'm so grateful for the chance we have to vote for our leaders. We are so fortunate to live in this land. I tried to take the boys to vote with me Tuesday morning, so they could see our democratic process at work, but, unfortunately, the lines were too long and they had to get to school. I am glad that those lines were long, though. I felt very proud to be an American that day and to see my neighbors care deeply about something so important.

I feel blessed to be able to have the freedoms that so many people around the world do not have. I am not scared to walk outside my house. I am able to worship God in my own way, not the way my government tells me to. I can go where I want, say what I want, wear what I want and not be persecuted for it. I love the United States of America!!

Each day in November, I am going to write something I am grateful for. My friend Jill is doing this on her blog, and I am jumping on the bandwagon. What an awesome idea. Thanks, Jill!!

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Out of the Mouths of Babes

I was sitting on the floor today while Gabrielle danced around me singing songs. Scott started singing the "Push It" song. He was singing, "push, baby, baby, oh baby, baby" and was trying to get Gabrielle to sing it, too. She came over to Scott with her serious, scolding face and said, "we don't push babies!". Scott had to agree.
I asked Gavin at dinner tonight how he could eat his entire meal and not drink a thing. His response, "That's just my talent."
We asked Gabrielle the other day if she was ready to potty train, and she said "choo, choo!" and made the little hand signal like a train operator would.
I love hearing Gavin's prayers. Sometimes I'm not sure where he comes up with the things he says. He said the blessing on the food at dinner last night. The last thing he said in his prayer way, "bless that none of us have a heart attack." We all chuckled a little to ourselves.
We were at my parents' house last night for dinner where my mom had made roast for dinner. Gavin helped himself to seconds, and Grandpa saw him picking up the whole thing with his fork and taking bites from it. Trying to teach Gavin some manners, Grandpa asked him if he would like him to cut it. Gavin said, "no, I'm a barbarian."
Gavin came home from school one day last week and said, "I have good news, and I have bad news. The good news is (he then said something about school). The bad news is Riley and his family are voting for Obama!" He couldn't believe it.
My parents were watching the kids Friday night. Scott was finishing staining the deck while I was at a dress rehearsal at church for The Ten Virgins. My dad is a financial planner and was in Indianapolis Monthly this month. He showed the boys, and, of course, Gavin thought it was pretty cool. Dad asked him if he knew why he was in the magazine, and Gavin said, "Because you're a General Authority?"
We went to Apple Works yesterday and had a bonfire. We were going to cook hot dogs and s'mores. Grandpa C. drove down with us. On the way down, he said, "Are you looking forward to eating some weiners?" Gavin replied, "Grandpa, we don't say that. It's not appropriate."
We're driving in the car, and I told the kids that I wanted them to help with Gabrielle while I watched the last session of conference. Gavin was bummed because he said he wanted some peace and quiet. Grant said, "Don't you know you can't have that in our house. Our family is chaotic." I wonder where he heard that?