Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Since shes busy :-)

Ok.. ok .. Lis may get mad at me :-) but... I have her log in from when I helped her with her blog.. and well.. if shes mad ill blame her for not changing her password. HEEHEE

She trust me. I HOPE!

Since I dont live near her and cant take recent photos... I thought id post this OLD photo I found among my flickr...

Look how cute our kids are together!


and to really flash things back...

How adorable is this!


Note to Lis: I couldnt help myself.
Love ya! Hope things are going well on your trip.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Workin' It

When a friend told me that she has her 6 year old do all the vacuuming in their home I, (being the mother that I am- as in always trying to find new ways to get hard labor out of my 4 year old daughter) thought this to be brilliant. However when I suggested this new chore to Providence she (who's always been a bit scared of the vacuum) paled, until I threw my wild card..."Esther vacuums her house." The result? Well see for yourself.

Friday, November 21, 2008

If You Only Knew

Would you allow your 4 year old to dress herself? Here's a warning if you would... Yes those are socks over her tights.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

How I'm Loved

Yesterday was your very owns birthday....and look what I got from some of my favorite California people.

*excuse the poor quality and just think about those lovely fuzzy faces that love me*

Friday, November 7, 2008

Oh What a Morning, Oh What a Day

Providence has been crying...no sobbing this last half hour. Over what you may ask, because I sure did when I discovered her in such a crushed state. Because she wants to grow up and get married. Let that sink in for a minute...my 4 year old is wrecked because she wants to get married. So we prayed for her husband-to-be and then I asked her why she wanted to get married so badly she said that she wanted kids as new tears sprang into her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and asked if she would hold them and kiss them like this, she assured me that she would and then burst into a fresh series of sobs as a new idea struck her...She might miss me when she get's married.

Just another day with Providence, I think she enjoys these bouts of misery.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Who Say's I'm Blind?

I don't really see the resemblance between me and my daughter I've been hearing we have from so many. But I sure wouldn't change a thing.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Today If You Will Hear

O Come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker. For He is our God; and we are the people of His pasture, and the sheep of His hand. To day if you will hear His voice Psalm 95:6&7

I read this tonight while I was putting Providence to bed. It gave me peace in light of the election...or even in light our two party candidates, I am the LORDS and I will hear His voice, everything else just kind of fades away. Not in some crazy spiritual way, I do live here on earth, but my God is Lord still and I will serve Him.

If you hear His voice today you will be in His hand also.

When I voted yesterday I got butterfly's, yes I did and
today there is much to smile at, and life to live.

A Need For Speed

I got pulled over Saturday on my way to a baby shower, I'm sorry to say it's not my first time and likely not my last either. I've received 2 (or 3) speeding tickets, at least 1 parking ticket and a smattering of fix-it tickets but I have had my license for nearly 10 years.

I've always loved going fast, not a risk taking kind of fast, just a pleasant in control road eating kind of fast, let me tell you it was a sad day for me when I discovered my new car had an automatic shut off at 105. I'm admitting this because you see I am being sanctified, it's just a long hard road for me. If I was comfortable with the car and road I used to drive at least 20 miles over the speed limit nearly always. Since having Providence I've definitely reigned it in, but I guess still push the limit. I don't try to do it, it's my car...really, it wants to go fast.

On Saturday I was shown mercy, and have tried to take it to heart by using cruise control to keep my speeding ways down. I think what I need to do is one day go to the salt flats (or another such place) so I can speed to my hearts content.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Halloween In A Nutshell (Or How 'bout a Pumpkin Seed?)

Peter Pans and Tinker Bells (that's us you know) treating began around 3, where all the downtown shops were handing out candy like it was ice on the hottest day of the summer. We walked around for about two hours collecting the goods before heading off the to next function.

Kelsey, (you know the one you just had a baby 9 days ago, and is up and about like some kind of super women) invited us to attend a church harvest party with their family, so there's where we were from 6-9. The kids had fun but it was so overwhelming to have hundreds of people around you (and I'm sure it didn't help any that I insisted that we do every single game). This harvest party had two incredibly large rooms, one filled with games and candy and the other with bouncy houses, bouncy slides, and a rock climbing wall (by the way you may not be able to tell but I italicized the S's so you would recognize that we're talking plural here, I want you to know just how big these rooms were that they could fit multiple bouncy structures). I was quite done when Providence decided that she wanted to try the rock climbing wall and we slipped into line (I must say with a poor attitude on my part). 40 minutes later we've advanced about half the line, yes that's 4-0! Pity me if you will. Kelsey (a life savor by the way) finally came over and convinced Providence to forsake the rock climbing (something I had been trying to do since the beginning) and enjoy a few other things.

Once loaded up at 9 I debated upon going to yet another party at a friends and Providence concluded that we should go. I really wanted to as well but I was trying to think about sleep, so I decided that if she fell asleep in the car it would be to bed with us both. Providence proved that with enough sugar in your blood your eyes won't close if you're trying, so off we went.We arrived there about 9:30 and enjoyed a bit slower pace, visiting and playing with the kids. Time flew away and we didn't leave till 11, but there was a sugar crash on the way home and Providence fell asleep.

To my horror upon returning home I found the bowl I left out filled with candy for the trick-or-treaters untouched. So now not only did Providence gather a bounty but I have that bowl also. I poured Providence's into a bowl and it filled up, right to the top. This is no ordinary bowl either, it's the biggest bowl I have.

Then this morning when Providence woke up at 0930 I went in to her to give a snuggle and the first thing she asked was "What have you been eating?" Busted, I had snuck a piece of her candy before breakfast.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

The Sweetness Of Family

Although I am close to my family, we're not the type that laments over long absences of each other. Of course I don't think I've ever gone over 6 months without seeing someone, and here I do have my older brother and his lovely family.

I remember soon after my marriage and immediate move to Hawaii I was a little surprised to find phone calls from my family a welcomed but rare occurrence. I was the first married of my siblings and had imagined myself to be a tragic loss for the family, even in the midst of their happiness for me. This was not the case however, and it seemed a pretty smooth transition all around.

Providence had the most difficulty with our move here, and though I think we're missed by my family a bit more this time around (something about the littles that pulls the at the heart) it's more or less the same thing. We miss each other but the real twinges are few and far between.

I'm having a bit of them now though, not too terribly, but I am most anxiously waiting for their visit in a month and to have the fun that all 5 of us together enjoy.

*Picture taken Christmas 2007*

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

A Late Start, But One None The Less

A ways back I decided to begin school with Providence this year, I thought I would just do this and that daily to start with. Well "this and that" was short lived...getting smaller and smaller till it faded completely away (shame on me, I know).

When talking with my sisters about my frustration they strongly encouraged getting a complete curriculum (more for me then Providence), that way I'd have lesson plans and such.
I'm a lister, always have been and probably always will be so this sounded fantastic. Well today was our first day and may I just say Providence was soooo ready for this. She loved it and so did I, I felt like I was playing school in second grade and it was very satisfying.

For writing (since it still seems to be hard for Providence) we made letters out of play dough, I was really happy with how hers came out and so was she...then I had her spend 10 quiet minutes coloring in a book and
wonder of wonders SHE STAYED IN THE LINES, for the most part anyhow, you can clearly see it's colored and not just scribbled over (which is how nearly all her "artwork" had been in up till now). Seriously one day of school and this, call me crazy but I could see marked improvement from the beginning of the picture to the end.
I love lesson plans, I love having a list, I love coloring in the lines.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Years Past: Part VII

In Hawaii when the time came for a baby shower a friend offered to hostess it, but since I knew a total of like 10 women and I wanted to include Joe in it and marines are always looking for some way to have a party our guest list ended up being primarily men. What does a baby shower composed chiefly of marines look like? Well to begin: 2 kegs of beer and some food, they'll figure out their own entertainment after that. Our unconventional shower ended up being really fun, and some of the guys even got us presents (like a lunch cooler wrapped in a beer case box with duct tape...I actually still use the cooler). This day is of particular special memory since this pictured was captured, nearly half of these guys were killed in the same helicopter crash Joe died in.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Baby Love Letters: Part V


What makes you smile?

I smile at the silly things you say, like last night when you were "weighing" my head with a tape measure and told me it weighed 30 seconds.

I smile listening to you recite catechism to yourself and imaginary playmates.

I smile when you sing in church, quite your own words but glorifying the Lord none the less.

I smile when you tell me how much you love me, all the way to the top of the trees and under our bed, across the street and to the first star.

I smile at the questions you ask, the outfits you pick, your hair in the morning, the stories you tell....
you make me smile.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

And So It Ends

I have a {another} new niece! I've been bursting to say that all day but Kelsey wanted to present the news and first photos and I grudgingly conceded. Then she took all day to do it, using the excuse that she just gave birth or something.

So, I am now at liberty to say she's here! Everything went well, Kelsey did amazingly, third times a charm (not that she wasn't amazing with the other two). No name, so we're just calling her baby for now. Providence wants to spend every moment at their house, but is thankfully asleep at home now, she was going on no sleep since 4 something this morning.

To view more pictures check out Kelsey's blog.

What's Mine Is Yours

With the reviews I do over at Simple, we've been getting a fair share of packages in the mail, if they have a P on them Providence automatically thinks they are addressed to her.

She usually finds a "P"

Monday, October 20, 2008

This Lord's Day

On the Lord's day Providence and I play a game and watch a movie together, this week was her pick and we played Candy Land and watched Duma (which was a pretty good movie).

Providence whooped me on the first game, I mean smashed. I think I was still back there with the candy cane man when she won. I am a poor loser...even to little kids, I don't like to lose and I don't like to let them win, I mean what's that going to teach them? I'll admit I've gotten a little softer, I'll even do a slow jog from time to time in a "race." But for the most part you play to win, right?

So into our second game it began to look up when Providence got stuck on some licorice not once but twice, I could taste sweet victory when low and behold she somehow made it to two squares behind me and then passed me it was a real nail biter but thankfully I recovered at the last minute and sailed in to win by like 5 squares. She then insisted we play another game so we went 2 of 3. She beat me again, badly again, but I consoled myself by realizing it's a game of complete chance, even so I'm still licking my wounds.

I still enjoy playing games, even when I lose so perhaps I'm not too much of a poor sport.

I want to go to an Eric Hutchingson concert for my birthday (it's around then) but don't really have anyone to go with. Is it completely pathetic to go to a concert by yourself? It doesn't sound too fun, anyone done it?

Saturday, October 18, 2008

My FACE For The World

I joined facebook today, seriously. So I now have a blog, myspace, and facebook all about ME...is that vain?
Elisabeth Spence's Facebook profile

I think it will get confusing, I've already nearly dropped myspace and only go on if someone's left a message or a comment...and I don't quite know how facebook works, but I guess one figures these things out if one wants too.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Beginning to End

When your day starts with finding cat vomit all over the floor of your bedroom, and then (before that's even properly cleaned up) discover your foster kittens, however cute they are, have defecated in the bathtub and tracked it all over the bathroom, it looks like bad beginnings, especially when you need to be out of the house by 10 which seems to be tricky for me even on a good day (boy how's that for a run-on sentence). And this right after I publicly announced my preference for these creatures.

The morning held no shadow over the rest of the day however, and we enjoyed overpriced pumpkin picking with some friends. The price included the hayride and any pumpkin you could carry out, with age based prices. I figured I could make up for my expensive "adult" pumpkin by encouraging Providence to pick a big "small child" priced pumpkin, the catch- she had to carry it herself, any help by an adult would result in an adult price. So her large could-barely-lift-it pumpkin got downsized on the way back to the wagon...twice.


The day finished up nicely, Kelsey was over all day doing laundry (since her machine was leaking), it encouraged me to get down to business about my pile, which though clean had been sitting around for weeks waiting to be folded and put away. I wish I had a picture to show you the monstrosity that was this pile, but you'll just have to imagine, if you can. And I finally put up the flag cases housing the flags I received at Joe's funeral. I didn't find a stud first (sorry dad) I hope they don't come crashing down on my head.


I'd say in the end the day was redeemed.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

For The Second Time

For the second time in my blogging career I'm doing a tagged post and interestingly (or perhaps not so very) it's about the same thing as last time:

The Rules

Link to the person who tagged you, that'd be you Jaime

Post rules on your blog

Write six random things about yourself

Tag six people at the end of your post

Let each person know they've been tagged

Let the tagger know when you've posted your own randomness

1.) I can hock a loogie as good as any man I've met, seriously I've gotten compliments when I was younger. I try to stay more lady like now and keep it to walks and bike rides but I actually like to do it

2.) I file everything, like I still have pay stubs from 10 years ago...but they are filed.

3.) I like my lips, and am so grateful that God gave me my dad's and not my mom's rail thin ones (even though I love my mom and think she's beautiful)

4.) I love bangs, and want them everytime I cut my hair, but then I don't style them and have to clip them up all the time, I've done it too many times to count and I want to do it again

5.) I pick up my dogs poop on walks and am haunted from the few times that I haven't...I can still remember two instances from years ago

6.) I like cats better then dogs- there I said it, and if you want to call me crazy cat lady so be it

I tag:

Sweet sisters Ivanna and Osanna because I love them and would like to see if they can come up with anything I don't know

Andrea because she hasn't posted anything in forever

Sara because even though she's been on blogger longer then I have,
she's fairly new to actually posting anything

Alison because I've known her nearly her whole life (since diapers baby) and I worry about her especially when I don't hear from her...ahem like now...so call...

The Scatterbrain because I don't know her personally and she was my first blogger stranger (someone that didn't know anyone I knew) at least that I'm aware of, even though she just posted a tag

So there you go, I will be extremely hurt if you refuse to participate and will take it personally, assuming that you just plain dislike me and don't care about me or my feelings at all.

{For those that don't know me, or don't know me well, that last part is sarcastic, very, very, very sarcastic}

So It Begins

I have a new little niece, hooray! Cadence Rane. Still waiting for the other baby.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Years Past: Part VI

In my teen years someone from my circle discovered how to make a tattoo gun with a walkman motor and guitar string, so most if not all of my friends sported at least one homemade tat from someone or other (I know my brother is responsible for some of those horrors). Basically it was like doodling something on a piece of paper only instead it's someones arm...think uneven mess. Think really, really smart.

As a silly 15 year old, one evening I thought it was high time I too had one of these beauty's and proceeded to use a safety pin and pen ink. Not my first run it with safety pins...I'd also used them to pierce my eyebrow on multiple occasions as well as my bellybutton and additional holes in my ears. However after a few rounds of my current safety pin project I decided it wasn't getting it done and I needed the "gun" (if you could call it that) since it was taking soooo long.

It ended up so small and hoopty that I've never really called it real, and until I actually got a tattoo (professionally) if anyone asked if I had one I'd say no, not wanting to show my quarter inch 7 and explain why it's there.

I must say I am grateful that I chose to make it so tiny since it hasn't faded at all and I was so sure it would. I've thought about doing something little to cover it up, and perhaps at some point I will. But for now when I see it I'm reminded of what I was and the work Christ has done in my life, and we all should have some kind of reminder for that.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Baby Love Letters: Part IV

It's been over a month since I've written a love letter to Providence, if what's in my heart can't get through to my head I'll just have to stumble along.

Q: How do you stay flexible when changes come into your life?

I have always greatly admired those flexible among us, ones that bend over backwards yet you wouldn't know they do. One particular woman and her family shines as an example to me of hospitality and flexibility, among other things.

When your father died, I was like the walking dead. It seemed like I was in a fog and couldn't see anything clearly, I couldn't even understand what people were saying sometimes. That first trip back to California for the funeral was hard, walking in my dreamlike state while all these strangers around me not knowing what I was going through. Wanting nothingness, quiet and nothingness. I didn't want to hear the everyday life of others, mine had ended and to see others go on was agony.

Knowing that my parents home would be a flurry of activity some friends offered their home as a base for me, a place to stay and keep quiet for me. At the time I just went where I was told and slept on the bed provided. Looking back I see how incredibly flexible this dear family was, having literally just moved into their home and experiencing two back to back miscarriages within months, they still saw a need and gave their own room and bed to fill it.

Those who can look outside themselves in the midst of their own pain and huge changes are truly selfless people and I cannot pretend to be in that class, but by and by, as the Lord works, I may one day.

Hua and Karl, you are a beautiful illustration of Christian love, thank you for being in our lives.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Last Chance

Today is the last day to sign up for our Simple Mom Search.

Creation Of The Mind

What do blankets, couch cushions, chairs, tables, and pillows say to you? To Providence they say FORT! (And there is usually some variation made every other day or so)

Monday, October 6, 2008

Breakfasting Observed

Last week I read CS Lewis' A Grief Observed, I was rather surprised to read so many feelings that I had. Surprised more so to find I no longer have many of the feelings I once did, and really how far away that rawness feels. Yes waves may still rush over from time to time, and they may always. But I'm no longer walking in a dreamlike state, waiting for nothing knowing it will never come back again, yet waiting and waiting. For life? To feel life. To want to feel it. I know that each persons grief is different, but reading words that my heart has felt was good, to see where it's been, and where it's at. I'm not as happy as I once was, but I think I can say that I may have more joy, and peace. That something is deeper, and that I love my Lord more and more.

And on to daily life: Providence wanted to have an indoor picnic for breakfast, she made us cereal and laid a blanket out for our eating pleasure, what a lovey.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Busy Like There's Something To Do

It's been raining off and on today, so besides the attending the regular storytime at the library this week we also went to a story/craft time today. Fancy Nancy was the theme and we made crowns after reading, singing, and dancing, yes even moms (sung and danced that is, unfortunately we didn't get to make crowns. How cool would mine have been...um really {in case you didn't pick that up} to get an idea I added the feather on Providence's crown, and that's just a small taste of what I can create, baby). They also had a dress up basket filled with fun. Providence insisted I be included. She likes us to match, but I don't mind it too much either. I'll even admit to getting dressed some days and somehow Providence ends up in something quite similar, I don't know how it happens sometimes, but my subconscious has to be working it out. So to end this bit we like the library, I think I've said it before...well the library likes us too.
And you can totally see my crows feet emerging in this pic, I feel so grown up!

When we got home our neighborly neighbor invited us over to check out their horses they just brought to their property, even Mary
Scot was invited, so with a break in the rain (and a very beautiful one too) we walked over there and checked them out, Providence has even been invited to ride one of them next time they saddle them up. We couldn't very well come home before getting a few jumps in on the trampoline. What is with getting older? Everything fun turns dangerous, all I was thinking about was catapulting off the thing and getting severely injured.

While I was busy typing up our day thus far, Providence was busy teaching school (have I mentioned she wants to be a teacher when she grows up? No? Well that's another story). Those dogs may look well behaved but don't be fooled. Some of them are in BIG trouble for not looking forward, and you're supposed to pay attention to your teacher, you know. Mary Scot takes the cake for being the disruptive student however, she kept harassing the teacher, and I'm pretty sure that's frowned upon at school.

Brie And Crackers

Brie is an adored treat in our house, though usually only enjoyed at parties. As an extra special -but for no particular reason- evening I occasionally will make a fun "dinner" of brie and crackers. We even have a song we sing while we prepare:

Brie and crackers
Brie and crackers
So yummy
So yummy
I can't wait to have some
I can't wait to have some
So yummy
So yummy

sung to the tune of Frère Jacques

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Are You Simple?

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The Waiting Game

I have two niece/nephews arriving any day now. I am just waiting, and waiting to get the call the one is preparing to make their appearance.

My brother-in-law's fiancee Ray was due September 27 with a baby girl, and brothers wife Kelsey is due October 6 with a surprise, though of course we know it to be a baby.

My wait may not be of the same magnitude as the mama's, but I do wait in great anticipation.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Hello Human

Learning that all mankind is human, Providence has taken to calling us just that. It's made for some comical sentences, like at church when she said "Mom, did you see that human help me?" While glad that she can tell the difference between human and non using the word to describe those around us sounds so mechanical but it makes me laugh every time.

Another thing that made me laugh was when we pulled out Dairy of a Fly by Doreen Cronin to read from our library bag. Chanting the title while we settled down Providence as usual wanted to "read" the title once more before I opened it and slowly said "Diarrhea of a Fly" I busted up, no wonder she was so excited to begin reading.

On another note, in church she bit herself when I told her she needed to be quiet. She did it again later in the day, and it rather disturbs me. It's not the first time she's inflicted injury on herself purposefully. There is a girl she looks up to and adores that bonks her head to be silly or when she's made a mistake or is embarrassed. Providence now does the same thing. Is this something to ignore, or talk about? I am extremely uncomfortable with it and have told Providence that we should not purposefully harm our bodies. We are after all a temple of the Lord and should be caring for our bodies as such right?

Friday, September 26, 2008

Boys and Girls

I am totally having writers block with the Friday Letters, I know what I want to say, at leas how it feels, it just isn't getting from my mind into something readable. So instead of staring at a blank page trying to pry words from my mind I will take a purposeful break this Friday in lieu of spending all day thinking that I need to get something down.

I decided this when my daughter innocently told me that Snow White hates Sponge Bob (apparently a very wicked sponge) but didn't know how to kill him, still quietly musing about it her face suddenly lit up considerably and she exclaimed "I know she can get a gun!" Her infrequent "let's kill it" attitude, like growling out "I'm a Princess Captain, and NEVER nice." has perhaps given me a small glimpse of what you mothers with boys go through daily, fighting, killing and mayhem. Don't get me wrong I can sword fight with the best of them*. I also can make killer lego rifles, and can make explosion sounds with my mouth. I just like being able to have tea parties, watch my daughter "nurse" her baby, and play pretty dress-up too. There's a reason boys and girls are different, and yes they are different no matter how similar you try to make them.

I can sword fight with the best of them - that is a blatant lie, I cannot sword fight with the best of sword fighters, I can however turn miscellaneous household objects into swords and swing them around while enjoying myself.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

It's Official

September 2004 - September 2005 - September 2006 - September 2007

September 2008

We are officially working on year five now.

Monday, September 22, 2008

A 4th Birthday Party

The party went fantastically, even with the torrential downpour, if I do say so myself. Unfortunately I didn't take many pictures, in fact I didn't take any pictures. Kelsey kindly did take some, though when I was looking through the ones taken I found more of her children then anything else (I don't blame you too much, first of all I wasn't clear that I wanted you to take pictures and secondly we all know your kids are pretty darn cute). So back to the party- for those unaware we had a Helen Keller party. Providence, who thinks Helen Keller is amazing and will often pretend to be her, has been requesting a Helen Keller party for ages (that's about 6 months to a 3 year old). Having never been to a Helen Keller party we had to get a little creative, I did rule out putting blindfolds and earplugs on all children as they entered pretty early on. The end result of my deliberations was losing one sense at a time. First sight: we did that with a game, I put some common objects in a couple of boxes and cut a hole to put your hand in to guess what the objects were by feeling alone. Next hearing: which I didn't actually try to take away, instead we all learned to sign the song "Happy Birthday" while we sang. We also had cupcakes to decorate, and rooms to play in. I had a great time and hope that everyone else who attended enjoyed it as much as I did.

After the party it was very much necessary to parade some of the new fashions acquired. And then just as necessary to parade around naked in the rain.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Meth Project

Since living here in Idaho there are somethings that I have had to get used to that are quite different from my Santa Cruz, CA hometown. One of them has been billboards. In Santa Cruz county I believe there is just one, yes one in the whole county. Here however you see them every few feet, not even limited to the highway but they're on main city streets too. These lovely works of art *does my sarcasm show through?* have caused many conversations with my little one, but by far the most memorable was caused by this kindly informative series:I have always felt that honesty is the best policy when it comes to telling children things but I also believe that an honest answer to a three year old may be different (in how much is told) then an honest answer to a thirteen year old. Thrown completely off guard with Providence's questions when she had her first meeting with the girl-in-the-hospital billboard I unfortunately answered the questions to a thirteen year old. I pretty much I gave her my entire, albeit limited, knowledge of the drug.

Now I didn't wake up one day thinking that I would need to have a drug talk with my three year old, I had not planned a drug talk, so I spewed forth more information then I would have preferred had I actually had a chance to think about it beforehand.

Providence is strangely fascinated with the girl in the hospital, she hopes to see her every time we go out and will excitedly point out the "drug girl" as we drive by. After that fateful day of questioning every time she played doctor it was to take care of the drug girl. If she wanted me to be the doctor she would tell me that she has been doing crystal meth, um yes rather disturbing from a three year old but I was at a complete loss as to how to turn this into something redeeming.

One day my brother Aaron heard her new game and talked with me about it, after our conversation I asked him to talk with Providence. He told her that drugs are very serious and not something to joke about, and that we shouldn't "play" doing drugs. She stopped pretending to do crystal meth, though she still does get excited when we approach the billboard and talks about her (the drug-girl) often.

I learned a valuable lesson too, if I have not thought about a subject it's ok to keep silent and tell Providence I will think about her questions before answering.

To see or read more about the Meth Project visit Idaho Meth Project

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