I was worried about missing church this week because it was my turn to teach primary. (I co-teach with another teacher and we alternate weeks so one of us can go to the adult classes every other week.) But thanks to sugardoodle.net and a laptop, I could hand my lesson off to Megan and Tim, and they could take over without a lot of preparation.
Tim texted me this picture from church. She looks like a pro, and now Gabby wants Megan to teach every week.
(See here for the power point we downloaded for the lesson today)
My laptop wasn't home for even five minutes when it was kidnapped again for a skype chat between Gabby and her awesome former foster mom, Janet and some of her Omaha friends. I was sick and not too involved in the call (not at all really, except for one random moment).
I was aware that during the call, my laptop traveled quite a bit. A few of the places that were skyped live to Omaha today:
- A tour of Gabby's room (...which I saw before church and it looked like a bomb went off in there.) The entire contents of 6 drawers were scattered all over the floor "because me and Joie wanted to find an outfit." That must have been one amazing outfit!)
- A tour of our (very messy) bathroom
- Multiple introductions to the dogs
- A piano performance by Gabby
- A tour of the back yard
- A tour of the neighborhood...or something like that. It included views of the mountains and houses.
- And a live shot of me taking a nap with my head smooshed up against the pillow...and I'm sure a little pillow hair. I was sort of in and out of sleep, aware Gabby was skyping when I hear, "This is my mom," and I opened my eyes. All I could do was laugh. I'm sure the close up was amazing.
Things I hope weren't included in the tour:
- My bedroom, which was almost as messy as Gabby's room
- The pantry...home to moldy specimens of leftover snacks
- The refrigerator...actually that one would have been ok because Tim cleaned it last week.
- The garage, a.k.a. Tim's wood shop
- The very scary office downstairs, that was just sort-of scary a few weeks ago, then Joie went in and emptied bins all over the floor and it hasn't been cleaned up since.
- The boys bathroom...but then again if there isn't a smell feature on skype, that one might not be any worse than the girl's bathroom, which I understand was skyped.
So there you have it...the tour of the traveling laptop (which is now back safe in my own hands).

1 comment:
Just found you on Blog Frog! Your story of healing and moving on is remarkable. Thanks for sharing! I am a foster parent and deal with loss of birth family with our kids.
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