Regrets

But not my regrets! Oh no. I'm afraid it's our good friends, the Egberts, who may be having regrets. About being our friends.

James and Rob met each other while passing the sacrament. James then insisted that we have the Egbert's over for dinner. I wasn't thrilled with the idea because I didn't know Rob or Jocelyn. Turns out, Jocelyn didn't want to come over for dinner either because she didn't know me or James. But, we both sucked it up and we had dinner together. I can honestly say that that was a great night. We laughed and laughed and I think we both knew it was an instant friendship. Since then, we have been to Park City together, celebrated the fourth of July together, and spent countless Sunday evenings with one another playing games and eating brownies. They bring the games, I make the brownies.

Rob and Jocelyn have been our back up plan, our home remodel helpers, and our babysitters to go to the temple, the reason we have wills, our tax people, and who knows what else. When we need help, we call the Egbert's, and they ALWAYS answer! I'm afraid they now regret our friendship because I fear that the giving in this relationship is a little one sided. They have helped us out countless times and rarely ask for help in return! Here is one example.

Last night I had to do some last minute shopping. I decided to stop by Sonic first to get an, oh so delicious, cream pie shake. When I tried to start the car to leave, you guessed it, it wouldn't start. I knew what the problem was immediately, because it was something I had asked James to fix for me a few days earlier and he never got around to it. One of the posts on the battery was covered in corrosion. I did what I could do fix the problem myself, but with no luck. I called James to rescue me, but we only own one car and I was in it. Not to mention the problem of our kids being at home and in bed.

The Egbert's to the rescue!

James called Rob who was on his way home from work and school. Rob graciously agreed to come sit at our house with our kids while James took Rob's car. Keep in mind that it is 7:30 at night and Rob hasn't even been home yet for the day. James assured him that he wouldn't be long. James found the car at Sonic, (I had walked over to Wal-Mart to do my shopping) and got the post all cleaned off. Unfortunately, what he discovered was a crack in the battery, and as a result, a completely dead battery. We had to walk back over to Wal-Mart to buy a new (expensive) battery. James got it put in and went back home to relieve Rob of his duties. Meanwhile, at our house, Rob was sitting peacefully when he heard a loud thump and a resulting wail of pain coming from Lizzy in her crib. He went upstairs to see what was wrong and found blood pouring out of her mouth. No worries, she had only cut her lip with her teeth (some how) and was easily comforted and put back to bed. James got home and Rob went home. I was on my way home when James called me in a panic and said that he couldn't find his wallet. I turned back around to take on the worthless task of trying to find his wallet at either Sonic or Wal-Mart. I went to Sonic first with no luck and then on to Wal-Mart. I was standing in the customer service line when James called me back to say that Rob had found James' wallet in his car. The kind person that Rob is, ran it all the way back to our house to return it, AND he did it with a smile!

This wasn't the only time that Rob and Jocelyn have rescued us from Wal-Mart, and I'm guessing it won't be the last. I just hope that they stay our friends that long! Thank you so much, both of you, for all you do for us!