The 19th thru 21st weeekend I worked all three days in BR. We decided to stay in BR at a friends' house Sat night so that I would not have to drive back and forth too many times and so I could go to church before work on Sunday. So, I left work Sat heading to our friends'. Chip was already in town. The mall is super close to their house. I was proud of myself because I knew just how to get there. I was sitting in traffic when I noticed smoke POURING from Chip's car (i drive it when working) and the needle far above the red. I look to my right only to see a driveway. I whip in there and call Chip. He was there in less than 10 minutes. We switched cars. He took the car and filled it with water. It made it to our friends'. I drove their car the rest of the weekend. We enjoyed a relaxing evening at their house eating leftover soup and watching Home Alone. I was so comforted that God knew that would happen and provided the driveway in which to turn and brought Chip to BR that day. Friday night it took me about 1 1/2 hours to get home on the interstate. If that would have happened Friday I do not know what I would have done.
STORY #2
The next day we went to church in BR at The Cornerstone Chapel. After church the pastor invited us all over for lunch. I scarfed down a DELICIOUS bowl of gumbo and then headed to work. At some point that day or night (once we were back in Hammond) we realized THE baby was missing. I just knew it was at the pastor's house. I remember seeing it there. They could not find it. That night I slept with Ella to avoid a melt down. We went to BR the next day (monday) and checked the church. It was not there. So, for a few days we made do, trying to substitute others. We would have to lay with her to get her to sleep. Later that week we got a call that they found her. We picked her up at the Christmas Eve service.
She did not seem that upset about losing her or that excited to have her back. She did have a good bit of trouble going to bed one of the nights. I was distraught that she was lost. Chip thought it was not a bad thing to lose her. I said, "But I want her back!" That is one of those toys that I want to keep forever. We have since settled back into our normal routine of having to take the baby everywhere. We actually lost her a second time in BR yesterday while looking at a house. We realized where she was and went back and got her before leaving town.
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So, so glad you got THE baby back. Goodness! Gran
I'm just glad Nate wasn't missing- which is what I was thinking at first... :-)
Reminds me of a book I read recently--The Family Sabbatical. A family goes and lives in France for a year and there youngest, Dumpling, loses her baby while visiting an old castle. She drops it right down into the dungeon.
All they could do was let her write letters to her because they had to move on in their trip. I can't remember the baby doll's name right now.
I can't believe you haven't told me that!!!! how crazy!!! thought we lost winnie in Tenn and I said the same thing.... I want that winnie!
I was a little worried at first when I read this post. Forgetting the baby seemed very unlike you! Then I realized it was Ella's baby. Whew!
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