Over the river and through the woods to OUR house Grandma Krebs came!

My Mom is the BEST. Sorry if you think your Mom is. Mine wins.

She comes all the way from Kentucky every 3-4 months to spend time with her parents who live in Mesa, my sister Laura and my family.

Her most recent visit was last week and she worked her little bum off helping us. Before her visit, I called and told her she might as well get a day care license while she visits because we desperately needed her babysitting assistance with Emma all week.

She happily obliged.

While she was here, I had my 178th sinus infection of my pregnancy (YEA! I can finally start taking my prescription allergy meds again!!) and she was able to help with Emma while I recovered. She also watched her while I taught both evening classes at SMCC, as Greg was swamped with work and rehearsals for "Lamb of God". Emma was so thrilled to have her Grandma Krebs here all week long and asked every day when we were going to see her.

We spent our Sunday evening over at Laura's new gorgeous townhome where she cooked us brinner (you know, breakfast for dinner) and some amazing pazookies (you know, pizza cookies). We desperately tried to get a picture of all the girls, but Emma would not have it. We skipped her nap that day and she was D-O-N-E playing nice.

Notice my Mom's sexy boot. She broke her ankle while at the Hill Cumorah Pageant this summer and is still recovering. She moves around rather quickly for her ailment. Didn't really slow her down much. Always a trooper.

Of course, one of the main reasons my Mom chose this weekend was to see the premiere performance of Rob Gardner's "Lamb of God". Greg was a soloist, playing Thomas the Apostle. She was glad she made the trip to see this incredible show. It really was so powerful. I was able to attend both nights thanks to BOTH Grandma's babysitting and wish I could see it a dozen more times.

Greg had a miracle with his voice on Friday. He had been suffering from some sinus congestion and Friday afternoon he called me from work and could barely talk. He was absolutely panicked. I told him to come home early and we could do some "google doctoring" with home remedies for his throat. On the way home he received a Priesthood blessing from his brother Jeff promising that he would be able to sing later that night. We were prayerful and he came home to "steam" his throat for the afternoon.

When he left the house, he was feeling much better, but I was still nervous. When he started to sing his solo (which happens to be the grand finale solo of the whole production) I was grasping my fingers so tightly I lost feeling in them. I knew he had three high notes to hit in the song... and with each one I closed my eyes and prayed "please, please, please". After he hit the third one BEAUTIFULLY, tears streamed down my face, and I knew we had witnessed a small miracle in our home. He had a message to sing and the Lord made it possible for him to do so. We were both so grateful.

My sister took a video of his solo during the dress rehearsal, but we're still having technical difficulties uploading it to you tube... so in the meantime, you can see the following video of "Hosanna", which has shots of Greg and I recording with the choir. When you look at my chubby self, please remember that I have an excuse for being my size, OK? :)

If you missed the show, you DO NOT want to miss ordering the CD at spiremusic.org. But, just as an FYI, although you will hear Greg and I mixed in with the choir, Greg does not sing any solos on the recording, he just performed in the live version. Thank you Rob Gardner for a memorable experience and life altering music! It is one we will always remember.