Daily Life, Sunday

Start the Week

Sunday was a good day. Very slow. Rainy.

For the kids singing time at our home church I asked them each what song they would like to sing. Noah said the sun song. I don’t know what that is so he picked another one. Elizabeth said she wanted the raspberry song. Again, I don’t know what that is. Turns out they were going by what they thought the picture was on the songbook page. No raspberries. I told her to go through the book and find it. She came across a page with palm leaves on it. I told her the song was called Hosana. Oh, she said then proceeded to sing, “Hosana ooh na-na.” Um no. That is not how the song in the book goes. I got a chortle out of that and corrected her. The other song says Havana, not Hosana. Hopefully we cleared that up.

Around dinner time I didn’t want to cook. The kids said they wanted donuts. I said if they made them then they could have donuts for dinner. Everyone ran upstairs as fast as they could. I believe they all helped Alex and only one bowl was broken. I found remnants when I cleaned on Monday.

Benjamin wanted to make the frosting/ glaze for the donuts. I told him butter and sugar milk and vanilla. I didn’t specify powdered sugar because I thought it was obvious. It wasn’t to him and the regular sugar didn’t work. After the failed batch he asked what kind of sugar to use. The second batch was good. Alex said he saw him using the wrong sugar but figured it was an easy lesson for Benjamin. Benjamin asked why Alex didn’t stop him. I asked if he would make that mistake again. He said no. Okay, lesson learned. And the donuts were good.

Monday wore me out. With the appraisal looming over my head I need the whole house decluttered and cleaned. I cleaned the whole day. Bedrooms dusted, vacuumed. Bathrooms cleaned. Laundry room cleaned. Laundry washed and put away. Front room cleaned. All the upstairs vacuumed and mopped. The basement cleaned. All the dishes found scattered throughout the house washed. All that’s left is the kids bedrooms and the garage. And the basement bathroom. I don’t want to do that one, it is gross – five boys use it. But I’ll do it anyways. If I could I would ban my kids from the house. I’d set a tent up in the backyard and have them camp out there for an extended period of time to save the house. I won’t but it is a nice thought.

Once the cleaning is “done” (is it ever done?) I need to mud and texture the girls’ bedroom ceiling then paint it and the walls. I haven’t moved the little girls into the room yet because I want to get that done first so I am not dodging furniture when I mud. It is just easier that way.

Last night Alex should have been mudding the drywall on the new closet he build but he spent hours finalizing drafting of the renovation plans. He loves drafting. We made sure the measurements were correct and moved a couple things that we’d wanted to change, added a few more lights, etc. The good thing about being able to redo a house is that we’ve lived here for eight years and know how we’d make the space work better. A good thing about taking our time is we’ve been able to think and rethink what we thought we wanted and try and improve it. Things that have bugged us we can change. Things that we have always wanted we can add. I am looking forward to ripping the whole thing out but not necessarily putting it back together. It will be worth it. I hope.

Alex did stop working on it long enough to join us for scriptures and prayer. It was fun because the story we were on is an exciting one and Michael was practically on the edge of his seat. He loved it and said, “Ammon is awesome!” I have to agree.

Well, I need to start the day. It is the last day of June. I’ve got lots to do including fortifying myself for July because if it follows the first half of the year we need all the help we can get. Can we just pretend that 2020 is over? Just me?

Daily Life, Dating My Sweetheart

Saturday Stuff

Alex and I try to make it a point to go on a weekly date now that the kids can all be left at home. For years and years the only date we could manage was a movie for us after the kids were asleep.

Yesterday we told the kids we were going on a date. They cheered. I think they just didn’t want to do anything and if we are gone they can play with wild abandon. Fine.

We always end up running errands on dates (we usually do lunch dates) and this time was no exception. Before the errands we decided to just get Subway sandwiches and as we were walking in to get them three airplanes flew overhead. It looked like they were practicing dogfighting. Alex loves watching that so we thought we’d head over to the airport to watch. We changed our mind and thought maybe we could see them from the park.

We got to the park and there was a lot going on there. A food size crowd of men and boys were gathered to LARP (live action role play). Oh good! Dinner and a show. Haha. Imagine an incredibly cheap version of Medieval Times. Alex and I sat and watched the battle. It looked a little unorganized but they were having such fun. They had their swords, mace, arrows, sticks, and shields. Most weapons made from wood and pool noodles for safety. Some had on kilts, some arrayed in metal armor and some just in tshirts and basketball shorts. They would divide themselves into groups and the battle cry would split the air and they would charge.

I think I’ve watched more fights than they have because I am pretty sure you aren’t supposed to turn your back to your opponent and run. And way to many people were hit in the back. Only a coward would get a man in the back. Luckily though they had a resident magician that could heal all the injured and dead.

Once a warrior’s toddler ran onto the field and the mom had to quickly scoop him up out of harm’s way.

It was fun to watch. I am not into LARPing but I could see how it could be fun. They were enjoying it. Plus we got free entertainment out of the deal. We never heard the planes fly over again so the park turned out to be a better choice than the airport.

When we got home we took the kids to an activity at the park. An ice cream social. They ate their ice cream and played with a few of their friends. (For those worried about covid, we are lucky. There have only been a couple cases in our area and that was months ago.) It was nice to be able to visit and catch up after months of not seeing friends.

When we got home the kids immediately asked to go swimming. The water is still cold but the kids have fun anyways. The weather is taking a cold and wet turn for the next few days so they might as well take advantage of the warm days. A storm system moved in a few hours later and we went to sleep with lightning dancing about and thunder rattling the house. I watching lightning storms so I get disappointed when they happen at night when I’m tired and can’t keep my eyes open enough to watch them.

It was a good fairly productive day. There’s always going to be more work to do. I sat on the front steps after the swimming and was holding Evangeline when Noah came up and asked what I was doing. I said I was just enjoying the day. “Because it is gorgeous outside?” Yes, because it is gorgeous outside. I told him he made it all even better.

Daily Life

How to Make Friends

We actually got out and did something yesterday. There is a park/playground about a half hour away that looked so fun. It is huge and the playground equipment was massive. I haven’t seen playground equipment that tall since the 80’s. These toys let the kids climb over two stories high. Possibly three. I stayed on the far side of the park in the shade talking with my sister-in-law and just let the kids play. I’m glad I did because thinking about it now I probably would have panicked the whole time if I had been paying attention. I just let them be the wild monkeys they always want to be.

Alex said he learned something from Elizabeth. Elizabeth got to the park and jumped right in and made a friend. She brought her over to introduce her to the family. Elizabeth told Alex, “You know how you make a friend? You just ask them ‘Are you a friend?’ and then you play.” It works, I guess.

Alex and I tried it last night. We went for a walk around the block and my cat, Piper, followed me. As usual. The next door/across the street neighbor mentioned it as we walked by. Now we have lived in our house almost 8.5 years. We have never talked to the man. Isn’t that awful?! I always felt bad about it but never did anything about it. So last night after our walk and since I’d just pulled a batch of cinnamon rolls out of the oven, we took a couple rolls over and introduced ourselves. He is a nice older guy and he and Alex talked. I didn’t say much and Alex, my sweet perceptive husband who knows me so well knew why. I am partially deaf and I couldn’t hear most of what the man said. It is so frustrating being deaf. It honestly is easier just to stay to myself. But, we followed Elizabeth’s example and made a new friend.

And if you are wondering, there is an update on the house situation: the appraisal is in two weeks. That gives me a timeline to work with but now I am dealing with a deadline. So much to do! And do I schedule the windows to be installed before the appraisal so the house value goes up but we have windows to trim out (more work) or after so we don’t have to do that extra work? Ridiculous choices.

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Lazy Summer Day

I was up with the sun this morning. I twiddled around a bit before I finally got up and going. The track team was using the track so I took a turn about town. I weaved up and down streets and ended up on the west side of town. This is where the rabbits live. All the colors. Well, I didn’t see any white ones. Some people’s pets had gotten loose at some point and bred like, well, rabbits. I enjoyed watching them as we walked along. I’m sure they are a pain though. There is a reason Mr. MacGregor was trying to catch Peter Rabbit. Since we have cats now we actually get to eat our strawberries because there are no longer rabbits in our yard eating them first.

I actually planned ahead this morning. When I got home from my walk I made some dough to make pizza for lunch. I didn’t want to hear any food complaints. The kids were confused because I never make pizza for lunch. I ended up having them make it though. Why should I do all the work? They argued about who would do what. Why? Why does it need to be an argument? I gave them each a job and let them loose. It turned out well and they were fed and I didn’t have to do it all. Win-win for everyone.

The kids did something later though that I was not happy with. They went swimming without asking and without me there. That is a big no-no. They had a friend over which for some reason makes them do stuff they wouldn’t normally do. I told them if they do it again I will take the pool down for the year. And I mean it.

I did go out and lie down in the hammock while they swam. I got bored and closed my eyes but I kept an ear open for anything amiss. Kids can’t help themselves, they have to scream while in bodies of water.

When they all got out I did end up falling asleep. Oops! Yesterday I worked all day non-stop and today I had a hard time motivating myself to do anything. Evangeline and Noah joined me in the hammock and they talked and played. Noah said we should go in the house and I told him there was no way I was going inside on a gorgeous day because winter will come and I will be stuck inside. I’m not looking forward to it.

I did discuss meal options for camping with Noah. He’s a fun kid to talk to. He agreed that turkey sandwiches was a good thing. And Nutella. Nutella is always a good idea.

Hopefully tomorrow I can get more done but what good is it to have summer and not enjoy it.

Daily Life

Finally Feels Like Summer

I got a lot done today. A lot of cleaning and laundry and decluttering. Granted a lot of the clutter left the house only to make it to the garage. I’ll get to it eventually. I always do. I got the lawn watered and the last of the flowers planted.

I did not want to exercise this morning. I’d slept in -not on purpose- and felt like I would not get the day accomplished if I took time out to exercise.

Excuses.

I exercised anyways.

And I got so much done. I’m glad I didn’t give in to the excuses.

In working so hard all day by the time four o’clock came around I decided to take a timeout. I sat and watched Noah ride his bike everywhere. Then I decided to join him. I grabbed my scooter and Noah and I rode around the block. Skylar came with us which was a good thing because she needed a run. I enjoyed the time with Noah. He’s a tough kid. He crashed his bike twice, got up, dusted himself off and got back on his bike and kept riding. He did stop once to see if his knee was bleeding. It wasn’t.

Later, after dinner, Alex suggested we go play basketball. I ran with the idea and calmed all the kids and we went to the park. We jumped rope, played on the playground set and played basketball. Evangeline had never seen such a thing. She was running all over with a big smile on her face giggling and clapping the whole time. She loved it. Lauren was shy at first and said she didn’t know how to play. I told her to just get in there and she managed to make a basket on her first try.

Afterwards we were all hot and sweating. The kids all ran home to get into the pool to cool off. I’l never understand why they all have to shout and scream when they are all literally the feet from each other.

It was a good day. It finally feels like summer. We (I) got a lot done and I got to play with my kids. At the end of the day Alex found me sitting in a chair by the raspberry bushes. I was watching all the honey bees busily flying from flower to flower in the setting sun. It might seem a little bit of a crazy thing to do but after a long and full day it was nice to just sit and mindlessly watch the bees.

I’ll leave you tonight with a picture of Luna. She was sleeping so funny that I had to take a picture.

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Father’s Day (For My Dad)

I thought I’d write a note to my Dad on here rather than the obligatory post on Facebook. I’ve been mostly off Facebook for several weeks so why get back on now?

My dad was raised an only child. He grew up, married my mom and together they had eight kids. It can’t have been easy going from being an only child to having eight kids because eight kids is a lot, and very loud, and very busy. I know because I am in the middle of it with my eight kids. It is loud, chaotic and messy and busy. But at least since I was the oldest of the eight kids I knew what was coming. He didn’t.

My dad grew up all over the world. He went to high school in the Philippines. He joined the military and continued to travel the world while the family all stayed home. He also flew for two different airlines and he was gone a lot. But when he was home he would spend time with us.

The memories that stand out the most are watching movies with him and projects. When I was little the Star Wars movies and Indiana Jones movies were new and I would sit on his lap and watch them with him. When I got older it was house projects. I would help a little but it was mostly keep him company and stand on boards to hold them while he screwed them together. Stuff like that. A couple weeks ago when I was visiting he was working on fixing a rental and as he was screwing a couple boards together that kept moving, I got up and stood on them to hold them still. Just like I had over 20 years earlier. And there was always the traditional run to the gas station to grab a soda. Can’t do construction work without one. Well, I can but he can’t. Haha. I learned a lot about construction from him.

My dad really was a great dad. He was there to listen to my inane prattle (I now have a husband for that and he’s awesome cause he actually likes listening to me talk which is good because I talk a lot!). My dad taught me a lot of things. He’s pretty darn patient and I learned a lot about cooking from cooking with him. We made dinner a lot together and we’d bake, too.

He is a great dad and now he’s an awesome grandpa. He has twenty-three grandkids and there will be more (not from me, don’t get any ideas). He hangs out and watches movies with the little ones now.

My dad is probably the coolest person I know. Maybe someday he’ll get to writing his life’s story and you can get to know him. He’s a really good writer also. (Hint, hint Dad.) There are millions of things I could say about him, he’s been such an influence for good in my life and I am so grateful for him.

I love you Dad!

Daily Life, Sunday

Gardens and Family

The weekend was so busy!

Friday and Saturday was spent on errand running and yardwork. Usually I am the first one on the block to have my flower garden in. Not this year. I was the last. I don’t think I’ll do that again. The nursery near my house was completely out of flowers. We came home and loaded the kids into the van just to get them out of the house and to make the yearly pilgrimage to our usual nursery for plants. Most of the kids enjoy it. They all get to pick out several flowers for the gardens and they have fun doing it. My flower gardens are never the same color year after year. I also have what I have dubbed my “odd” garden. When the kids pick or random flowers I have no idea what to do with then so I plant them all in this one garden so they can look at their choices. It’s always colorful.

Gardens always look so sparse when the flowers are just babies. (And I did spray those weeds and yes, there is still a lot of work to do. So much work!)

In my front garden- sorry, no pictures yet- I had two daylily plants that have been getting bigger every year. I finally divided them. I dug them out and Alex and I chopped them into three or four each and spread them farther apart in the garden. Yay! Now I’ve got more foliage going on. I’ve just got to wait for the tulips to finish dying back for the year. They are taking forever and look very haggard.

Luckily, the one flowers, Alyssum, that I grow every year reseeded themselves because both nurseries were completely sold out of them.

Enough garden talk.

Sunday, Father’s Day, was pretty laid back. We took our time getting ready for church (actually I hadn’t washed Alex’s white shirt so we waited while it washed) and then finally at noon we had church. Michael gave a talk about the importance of having a father in the home leading and supporting the family. While he was talking a circus broke out. Gideon’s nose started bleeding and it was a bit of a mess. I think Michael kept talking through it all. Haha.

Later Alex made his own dinner. He had a specific meal in mind and made it. I was good and he didn’t make too big of a mess. Marinated chicken cooked on the grill and roasted vegetables and rice. I made oatmeal cookie sandwiches with marshmallow frosting. Bit of a mess because the frosting was sticky but it tasted good.

That morning I had received an email from the family history site I am a member of that said they’d found a hint for a relative. It was the 1900 United States Census. I love looking at the census records. This time was kind of the jackpot in one way but a really upsetting puzzle in another. In this particular census it had my great-great grandparents and their kids. (My dad’s dad’s mom’s parents.) The big shocker was there were two kids on there I didn’t know existed. I’ve been working on this family tree for over 20 years. Technology and indexing (connecting records to people’s name so they are searchable) is making more information available every day. If you haven’t ever indexed you should, it is fun to do.

Anyways, there were two more kids! An eleven year old boy and a one month old girl. The problem came in when that was all the information I could find. Alex and I spent a couple hours looking everywhere. Cemetery records, obituaries, and trying to find the 1890 census that the one kid would have been one year old in. Fruitless pursuit because it turns out that the 1890 census records were badly burned in a fire. The 1910 census we looked at was a sad record. The father had died and the two kids I had found, well their names aren’t listed as living with their widowed mother. The son could possibly be living elsewhere as he would have been 21, but we couldn’t find any mention of him anywhere but that one 1900 census. The baby girl would have been 10 but she was gone also. My great-great grandparents had 11 kids that we know of but only 8 made it to adulthood. It was exciting but incredibly frustrating and sad at the same time.

Before we turned in for the night Alex drew up the plans for the new window we are putting in. I need a drawing of the plans in order to get a permit. When the window guy was here I said I wanted the window to be the same size as the window in my daughters’ room. I had never measured it. Um, I should have. The window doesn’t look that big in the bedroom. It is 60 inches long! Alex drew the outline on the wall where we are putting the window and it takes up most of the wall! Its huge! I mean I am okay with it and that’s good because it is already ordered. I wanted the window for light because that room is dark and I am thinking that big window will definitely do the trick.

Daily Life

Birthday Season and Other Stuff

This summer has been weird. And cold. The cold is normal. The weird is not.

I am tired by the end of the day and I don’t know why because I am doing the usual. I do feel like I have stuff going on all day but that’s mostly me cleaning and catching up. I don’t understand it.

We had birthday season this past week. I hit forty (yay!) and now have a 13 and 4 year old. That means I have two teenagers now. What?! Time just flew. A couple times a year we measure the kids on a board that we’ve used for years and took with us every move we’ve made. My oldest son is an inch taller than me. He’s only 14 which leads me to believe he will surpass his dad in height. Our four year old finally grew taller than his 5.5 year old sister. Just barely, but we’ve been waiting for it to happen and it did.

For my birthday I made a pineapple upside down cake. The kids barely touched it. They didn’t like the pineapple. Weird. Then the 13 year old said he wanted brownies for his birthday. Yes! Super easy. And they all ate most of it. Then the 4 year old wanted a strawberry cake that looked like Lightning McQueen. We spent a bit of time making it and no one ate any. None! Alex is right, we aren’t a cake family. So I told the kids no more cakes. Doughnuts, pie, brownies, ice cream, dessert pizzas, etc., those are the new “birthday cakes”. But the kids said they would eat it if it was cake balls. I can do that.

I didn’t eat more than a bite or three at each event. I am proud of myself. I had to get serious because I took the previous weekend off and it made me sick.

But what I found amusing was my little Noah’s meal choices for his birthday. Pancakes for breakfast, normal; pigs in a blanket for lunch, normal; dinner: rice. That’s it. He just wanted rice. Sounds good to me.

In case you were wondering, things are humming along with the house project. By that I mean I’m kind of losing it. An appraisal of the house is forthcoming and that’s all swell but I have the window guys coming around the same time. Is the house going to be torn up during the appraisal? I don’t know. We had to remove some kitchen flooring because the dishwasher leaked. The floor – and dishwasher- are set for demo and replacement anyways just not so soon. So I’m just chomping at the bit to get it all done but the whole thing has got me discombobulated.

I have how it is going to look firmly set in my mind and when I go into those rooms I am sorely disappointed because they don’t match the picture in my head yet.

Hopefully it will not take much longer until we can get the actual physical work going. The waiting is the hardest part. At least so far. I remember the mess when my parents redid the kitchen when I was in my late teens. A lot of microwave burritos and paper plates. I can see going a similar route.

Well, the weather is finally warming up and I’ve been studying pool chemistry (not my favorite thing to do) and hopefully we can have the pool up and running by tomorrow for the kids. We need the outdoor time.

I’ll try to get back to consistent posting. It is a record keeping of sorts and I don’t want to miss anything.

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I Took a Break

Its been about a week since I wrote last. I have been really busy doing stuff that doesn’t stay done and by the time night rolls around I am done. I didn’t want to stay up and write for anything.

One thing that is keeping me busy is this house- stuff in this house. My dishwasher was leaking. I’m planning on getting a new one during the renovation so there’s no real reason to spend money on fixing an 8 year old dishwasher. So we turned off the water supply and ripped out the damaged portion of the floor. Now we’re doing dishes by hand. It takes so much more time.

The window guy got back to me and came and got final measurements this past Friday. I am so excited! It will brighten up the place and we will finally be able to cool the house off at night because we’ll have screens so no bugs can come in when we open the window.

It is the little things that make me happy. Okay, this is kind of a big thing. There will also be no ice on the inside of the windows come winter. I’ve been waiting for this for years! Be prepared for some before and after pictures by the end of summer.

This past week Noah learned how to ride a bike. He’ll be 4 next week but he learned to ride at 3- the earliest of my kids. We decided Evangeline couldn’t be left out so we picked up a little ride on toy for her and she loves it! She’s so cute trying to keep up with everyone.

I am starting week 8 of my working out tomorrow. I am proud of myself for sticking to it that long. I ate pretty bad this past weekend and I am pretty miffed about that but it happens. I’m back at it tomorrow. Hopefully I can do it because we have two birthdays back-to-back this week with the usual cake and ice cream. But at least we are done with birthdays until September. I’ll probably have a couple bites.

We also set the pool up. We bought an above ground pool a couple years ago in hopes it would get the kids outside. It did and it cost less than a couple trips to the local pool. It has only been warm enough to get in it for two of the days it was up but that didn’t stop the kids from swimming. They had fun, even if they froze. We’ve only filed it up halfway so far while we are waiting for some filter parts in the mail. I don’t like getting into the pool because I hate being cold. I love swimming but only if the water is warm.

Growing up we practically lived in the pool. Even when I was little and we just had a small 18-inch tall pool my mom would hook a hose up to the sink and fill the pool with warm water. I thought and thought about how I could warm my pool up and it dawned on me that I could attach the hose to the hot water spigot that goes into my washing machine and finish filling my pool with hot water to warm up the cold water. So if you happen to see a random hose coming out of my house and into the pool you will know what is up. Yes, I might be a little crazy but my pool won’t cause hypothermia this summer.

Now if the weather would cooperate and warm up for more than a few days at a time.

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Weekend Ramblings

The weekend started out with busy waiting. In order to save gas money I took Alex to work. We drove the 45 minutes to get him there at 7 a.m. He was off to work whilst I had errands to prepare for. Grocery shopping for two weeks worth of food so I don’t have to go out again anytime soon. I sat in the car in a parking lot and planned the menu while I waited for the stores to open. Sam’s Club opened at 9 so I had two hours to wait. I planned all the meals (tedious- but since they are written in my planner maybe I’ll be smart and reuse them at a later date), I planned the day out, read my scriptures and then called my sister to talk for awhile. I’d left all the kids home with my oldest babysitting. I love having a built in babysitter.

I decided to go to Hobby Lobby first because I needed a couple decorative storage boxes. I walked up and down every single aisle (love that they are open again!) and they didn’t have what I was looking for. But I did find a few things I love and couldn’t resist buying. Then I thought I would check out Tjmaxx and see if they had what I was looking for. Waste of time. It is sad to see a store so empty. The shelves were mostly empty. There were just a few knick-kacks. Hopefully things get back to normal soon.

I finally got to Sam’s and managed to get through in less than an hour. They even had toilet paper stacked super high. And there were no limits on items like the were last time I went.

I picked Alex up and we went and had lunch. There is an Indian restaurant we’d been wanting to go to for years so we had lunch there. This particular restaurant has two locations one was where we were and the other is in our old college town and is connected to a gas station. In spite of the location, it has really good food. The last time we’d gone I was two days away from having my fourth baby and barely fit in the booth- like I had to squeeze myself into the booth and I was pinned between the table and chair back. It was ridiculous but made it memorable. The new coronavirus measures put in place made for an interesting meal but the food was good. What is interesting about Indian cuisine is how it resembles Guatemalan food in flavor. Alex said the flavors are reminiscent of each other because they use a lot of the same ingredients.

Our plan after eating was to go get some new shoes for both of us. We’d worn ours out. I found a new pair of workout shoes and Alex found some comfortable ones for work.

Shopping days aren’t my favorite. It takes so much time. Planning, driving, shopping, driving, and putting it away. Luckily the kids can help with putting it away. I don’t think they mind so much because then they see what I got and can see what they get to eat. They eat so much!

Later I did give two of the boys haircuts and Alex as well. They all needed it. I like when its warm outside so I can cut their hair outside and keep the hair mess outside. Cutting hair is low on my list of things I like to do. Actually it is not even on my list of things I like to do. But when I can save a bunch of money then I’ll do it. Then I can go pay someone to cut my hair soon. It is down below my waist and it is getting a bit out of control. I just don’t know what to do with it.

A storm came blowing in on Saturday afternoon and Alex and I went outside in the windstorm for fun to watch it. The actual rain was just blowing by about a mile to the east so we enjoyed seeing the clouds speed by. The wind gusts would come in waves and I could hear it coming as it whipped through the trees with a low, loud whoosh!

Sunday we had church at home and probably will for a while yet. I can’t see us being able to keep masks on all the kids at church. We’ll see. The lesson I gave was on making good choices and being kind. We had singing time and it was so fun. We went through some longer songs with 7-8 verses and sang them at different speeds. The kids loved it.

Since it was a chilly and rainy afternoon we worked on a puzzle I had been saving. It was an Eric Dowdle puzzle of Old Nauvoo. Alex and I were married in the Nauvoo Temple so it was a fun reminiscent puzzle to do. It was 500 pieces and I’m surprised we got it done in just a couple hours and one sitting.

Before bed we watched a scripture video about what we’ll be studying this coming week. I love all the stories but this is a particularly good one. The kids all sat and watched it and we discussed some of the doctrine if talked about.

Right before it got dark I checked the weather. That storm Alex and I watched, that was a cold front coming in. Snow was forecast for the next morning. Yep. Snow. In June. Alex and I went out and covered the cold sensitive plants- tomatoes and squash. The weather wasn’t supposed to freeze but we covered them just in case. We didn’t want to lose the months of work and have to buy big plants. This is the first year we’ve grown the whole garden from seed rather than get the plants from the store. It’s looking good. We have tons of tomatoes, squash, carrots, cabbage, onions, strawberries, raspberries, and radishes. So many radishes. Alex pickled radishes last week and we have so many more. We have 13 tomato plants. If all goes well, I’ll be super busy canning tomato sauce this fall.

That was the weekend. Just kind of a chill weekend which I am totally okay with.