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Pirate Day in Kindergarten

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In his opinion. BEST DAY EVER!

General Conference

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We had a hard time with Conference in April. I didn't get to listen to hardly anything because the kids were so bored! We made plans right after to help us improve for Oct. Let me outline what we did. Projector. We borrowed a projector from the Mosers and rearranged the basement to make room for the GIANT screen. This in itself was an amazing difference. Taped on the wall are our key words. I had a bunch of them and rotated the words each sessions. In this pic we are doing the Candy Game . Every time one of the words was spoken, the kids got to take a piece of candy from the bowl beneath the word. Jack was entertaining. Who has spoken. I taped pics of the 12 and the first presidency on the door. Every time one of them spoke, we would write what they talked about. Then after the sessions was over, we would remove the pics. Then we knew who was coming up. Conference Store. I picked up a bunch of cheap treats and toys. I labeled each with a cent amount ranging from a penny to...

Oh the wonders

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This week was NUTS! I really think the powers of the universe got together and decided to dump everything in 2 days. I was able to rearrange one of those days for the funeral but the next day was a nightmare! Friday I thought was going to be my rest day. When the kids got home, the plan drastically changed. We had to go shopping and then pick up Bryon for my cousins wedding reception. Ethen and Sam have been wanting to buy a lego set together so they have been trying to earn and save money. Only 2 bucks to go, Ethen was on a rampage trying to get it earned so they could buy it when we went to the store. He was doing laundry for me when he fell down the stairs taking a new load down. The kid falls a lot. I used to say that his brain was cushioned by scar tissue from all the times he hit is head as a baby. He has a pretty shrill scream. I am sure the neighbors heard when he hit. I heard him crying out "I can't! I can't" Little weird. He managed to climb up ...

Musings

After an amazing funeral and a 5th Ward Reunion (Bishop Alan said it first), I have a few things to ponder on. It is funny how I always think, while sitting in funerals, about what will be said at mine. I am hoping that the Butterfly tile made sense to them all. If not, I really made it as therapy for me anyway. First off, I am not fantastical like Miss Gae, so there were many things that just didn't apply to me. Second, it was awesome to hear her kids talk about how much they fought. Yelling at my boys a few minutes ago because they were beating up on each other.... It all turns out okay in the end I guess Third-How often to we really write actual notes now days? All the kids had numerous letters that their mother had written them. I need to do that more often. Fourth-Family Motto. I have thought of this a few times in the past. Bryon says we already have one. No Whining! I think we need to get a bit more perspective. Fifth-Intense Personalities. My kids have them. Tha...

Butterfly Commitee

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I had to steal this pic from the obituary. I haven't had the chance to go through all my photos yet. This is Miss Gae Beckstrom. We always called her Miss Gae, she was a school teacher. She was my first YW president when I was a kid. She served in YW's up until I went to college. I even babysat her kids a time or two. I was lucky enough to have continued a relationship with her through out the years. She bought Rebekah her first pair of Hiking Boots. almost 4 years ago she was diagnosed with Breast Cancer and I was able to watch from afar while she struggled with this disease. When my parents returned home from their mission, my mother, who is a nurse was able to spend a great deal of time with Gae. She took her to doctors appointments, shopping and helped clean her house. At the beginning of the school year, her condition took a sudden turn. She was discovered to have 200 tumors all throughout her body, many of which had ruptured making it impossible for her to hav...