Not alot to report from the Johnson family. Though it seems our weeks our packed with continual events by the time Friday has come I've completely forgotten what took place on Monday. The weather in Iron River is getting colder. The leaves are just about all gone and morning frost is becoming regular. Living here is such a wonderful time. The changing of the seasons, color, smells in the air. These last couple weeks the aroma of tried, dead, burning mulched leaves has hung in the air. Yes for some of you that makes you wrinkle your nose but it's a great sign that winter is just around the corner and I am so excited to see how much fun Laurel will have out in the snow. Her little self lately has had such a large personality. Almost full and complete sentences. Heck, dad himself struggles with that. Laurel is making so many faces, entertaining herself. She even gives us the daily report of what took place at day care and who spent time in the corner. Everyday I am some how amazed at my daughter, and even more amazed when she prays.
Last night Linnea, Laurel and I went to Bill and Lynn Fishes house. Steak was on the menu with a side of salad and some grilled vegetables. But before we could eat we asked for the blessing. Holding hands we all closed our eyes to return thanks. As I closed one eye and opened the other to watch Laurel I was humbly surprised. She sat there holding Mom and Dad's hand perfectly still with eyes close like she was sleeping and prayed with us. While watching her I was in awe. My child is getting so big.
Blessings
-Johnson's
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