Daily Life, Thoughts

The Chosen Makes You Think

So this past week I finally sat down and watched The Chosen. My husband and I and some of our kids watched it over the course of a few days. It has been awhile since we had a series to watch together. Again, I have pretty high standards. I don’t tolerate much swearing and immorality even though the story “is so good”.

I’d seen this series advertised and I didn’t give it really a second thought. Then I saw a gal I follow on Instagram saying she finally gave it a good try and got hooked and binge watched it multiple times. Okay I thought, I’ll give it a shot. I downloaded the app and started to watch it. I got maybe halfway through the first episode and I was hooked.

It was so good!

Do I think that it is 100% accurate? No. But what I do think is that it is good.

For I remember the word of God which saith by their works ye shall know them; for if their works be good, then they are good also.

Moroni 7:5

I was praying and wondering if it was a good thing and the answer I got was “If it brings you to Christ it is a good thing.” Good enough for me.

I am excited for Season 2. The first one made me cry, made me laugh, and made me feel more of a longing to have more of a relationship with my Savior. He is my elder brother. The Chosen I don’t think took away from the deity of Christ, but rather showed him in more of a 3D perspective. It reminded me that He knows me and loves me and understands what it is like to go through mortality.

So this weekend if you have some time and even if you think you don’t, you should give the show a chance.

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, 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.

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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.

Sunday, Uncategorized

It was a Good Sunday

Sunday was a good day. I got up and went for a walk. I only did a half mile but it was Sunday and I needed rest. I only walked for the length of one conference talk. It was a good one- they all are.

You will one day stand aside and look at your difficult times, and you will realize that [Christ] was always there beside you.

-President Thomas Monson

It is true. I’ve seen it in my life.

We did church at home and Evangeline was fussy as usual. Every week she picks church time to be tired. Her normal nap time is two hours later but apparently not on Sunday. So Alex went and put her in her bed while I did singing time with the kids. He was back in less than 5 minutes. She must have been really tired.

For church Alex talked about not just hearing the word, the gospel, but internalizing it and doing it. With the little kids we discussed baptism. Lauren and Sam talked about what they remember about their baptism and Alex and I said what we remember about ours. Gideon is looking forward to his this December when he turns eight.

With the older two boys we talked about the plan of happiness. Our Heavenly Father’s plan of happiness. We went over a few things, they had a couple questions, but it all boiled down to making good choices, being kind and serving those around us- including our family.

Alex’s sister had a few questions about gardening so we decided to go see her and help her out with a few pointers. She has never gardened before and so it will be an experience for her family. Gardens are hard to mess up for the most part. Pulling the plant out when weeding or forgetting to water is about the only way to really mess it up. As long as the plants don’t freeze, they get watered and get some fertilizer (over fertilizing is not good either) they can do their thing. It really is fun. To me at least. I love watching it all grow.

Speaking of gardening, one of our apple trees only had 9 apples last year. This year it has at least 100 blossoms on it. Our plum tree only had 6 plums last year and this year has at least 100 blossoms. It should be a good crop. The apple tree isn’t big enough to hold all the apples that will grow so we’ll have to play it by ear and see what we canet grow. But we’ll have our own apes this year!

Growing up my mom planted peach trees in our backyard. We bottled 90 quarts of peaches one year. A lot of work but so good for a dinner of toast and peaches in the winter. The 90 quarts was just what we canned. We would go out and eat peaches off the tree until we were ready to burst. And the peaches and ice cream! My favorite. I guess I better move back to Utah so I can grow peaches. That is the only thing about living where I do that I don’t like. All the peaches have to be shipped in and they aren’t nearly as good. Nothing beats the taste of fresh off the tree.

Now that I am hungry for peaches, the rest of the day was good. After lunch we sat out on the front steps and enjoyed the sunshine. The kids blew bubbles and that morphed into them playing with the hose and getting wet. It was Evangeline’s first time playing in the hose since it was finally warm enough. She loved it .

For scripture time before bed we watched a video and the kids loved it. They wanted to watch it over and over. I told them how to find it on YouTube. It is called “The Goal: A Story of Faith, Friendship and Forgiveness “. It is super cute and has such a relatable and good message. We had read the scripture it was about with the kids earlier during church and it was great that the video applied it in a way the kids could understand it better.

That was Sunday.

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Mother’s Day

It is Mother’s Day and I am incredibly happy that my family dispensed with the breakfast in bed. It is a nice gesture but awkward. Instead, I got up at my usual hour and went on my usual walk. I listened to talks from the most recent general conference of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So many good lessons are taught and I get something else from them every time.

I came home and did a quick clean up of the house while still listening to the talks and some uplifting music. I started thinking about mother’s day and I remembered that five years ago I was in the hospital with my 7 month old baby who was incredibly sick. Alex brought the kids to see me at the hospital. While they were there it was decided that we should go to a different hospital. So Elizabeth and I spent mother’s day riding in an ambulance to the other hospital. We eventually figured out she had botulism and got her all fixed up. That was a memorable year.

When I was done cleaning and reminiscing i woke everyone up and we all got ready for church. Two of Alex’s sisters and a nephew came to have church with us as they were in town visiting a good friend.

After our home church Alex and the kids had something planned. I thought it was cute because I didn’t know they had a presentation all worked out. They all came out and gave me little gifts and it was adorable. A baseball hat for a crown (they wanted to get a tiara for me but a baseball hat is much more practical), a wooden spoon and a balloon on a stick for a scepter, and a ring- the ring of power they called it. All day after that Noah came up to me and gave me big hugs and said “Happy Mother’s Day!” I loved it.

Later I called my mom and talked to her for a few minutes. I learned a lot of what it means to be a mom from her. She is so funny and we spend most of our time laughing. It is hard to be serious around her most of the time. She would always take time to listen to us and I would go talk to her and my dad every night practically. I don’t know how they had the patience for it. I hardly can do it with my own kids. My daughter calls her up pretty often now and just talks with her. Thank goodness because my daughter and I butt heads sometimes and I am glad she has her grandma to talk with.

My mother has eight kids, just like I do. It is a good number. I am starting to understand what she went through with raising my siblings and I. Being a mom is tough work. It takes a huge toll on you physically and emotionally. I’ve spent so many years chasing kids, cleaning up after them, holding them, consoling them, breaking up fights, trying to keep my sanity in the monotony.

One of my favorite quotes is:

Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different?

C.S. Lewis

Day in and day out it seems like nothing is changing. But then you step back and see that all that hard work has meant something. The kids are getting as tall as I am. It is like I blinked and they were all older.

But it is all worth it.

I understand my mom more. I appreciate the sacrifice of her life that she gave for me. I know it was hard. I’m in the middle of it right now.

So, thanks Mom. Thank you for all you did and for all you continue to do.

I don’t think I could ever pay her back for all she did for me. But, being a mom myself now, I wouldn’t want to be paid back. Honestly, a hug is about all the payment I want or need.

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Sunday

Petrichor: a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

Until a few years ago I didn’t know there was a word for one of the best smells in the world. Petrichor.

It rained this afternoon. Not a lot, just enough to mar all the sidewalk art my children did.

I got a picture before it was completely washed out.

It was a slow day. I got up around 8:30 and took the dog for a walk so I could listen to conference talks and scriptures without interruptions. It works well. I’ll probably do that every Sunday as long as it is warm.

We had church at home and I gave the talk. I talked about charity.

…he must needs have charity; for if he have not charity he is nothing; wherefore he must needs have charity.
45 And charity suffereth long, and is kind, and envieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
46 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, if ye have not charity, ye are nothing, for charity never faileth. Wherefore, cleave unto charity, which is the greatest of all, for all things must fail—
47 But charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him.
48 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love, which he hath bestowed upon all who are true followers of his Son, Jesus Christ; that ye may become the sons of God; that when he shall appear we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is; that we may have this hope; that we may be purified even as he is pure. Amen.

~ Moroni 7:44-48

We talked about that scripture and also about repentance. The example I gave was of a pristine white mansion. Everything is gorgeous but you’ve just been out playing and you got dirty- covered in mud. I asked the kids if they should be allowed to go into the house. They all said no, but how can we get clean if the shower is in the house. Hahaha. Elizabeth said she could just wipe her feet off really good.

I told them that is what happens when we sin, we get dirty and can’t go back to live with Heavenly Father unless we get cleaned. Repentance is what makes us clean again. I said that every day we end up with some dirt (sin) on ourselves so we need to make it a habit to repent every single day. They got on board with that visual.

Later I used all the extra bread crust the kid had left from lunch to make bread pudding. I made two batches since the kids love it so much and had that many leftover crusts. One was regular and the other I tried something else- caramel apple. Really good but I’m sick now because I ate too much of it.

Evangeline took a late nap. No one would respect her routine and they thought they knew better. Before her naps I lay down with her and she sings and plays for a few minutes them settles down to sleep. Alex thought that her singing and playing meant she wasn’t tired so he let the kids take her to play. Not the best decision. Mother knows best.

The kids dragged all their mattresses to the family room while I was upstairs. They all wanted to sleep there together. Fine by me. So they all settled in after we’d watched a scripture video, had prayer, hugs and kisses and then we sang them a song.

I love all my cute little kids.

Hopefully the good attitude continues tomorrow when I have to have them work on school assignments.

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Weekend Catch-Up

Saturday morning Benjamin came into the kitchen and asked, “Is it going to snow?” He hadn’t seen the snow outside yet. I told him it did last night “Oh, I give up!” He exclaimed as the threw his hands in the air and stomped off. We woke up to snow Saturday and Sunday morning.

In light of the recent earthquake I decided to get a head start on checking and redoing our 72 hour kits. I usually do it the first week of April and October. I brought our two backpacks into the house and started to empty them. It was abysmal. Packages had gotten opened and there was mouse poop. There was nowhere near enough food. No water. A couple sweatshirts and some old gloves. It was inadequate. I can’t remember why it didn’t have really anything in it except that the last several times we checked them was pregnant and/or had a little baby.

I got on the internet and looked up what I should have in them and wrote a list, researched different websites and ordered what we needed. It should all be here in time for my bi-annual reassessment.

On Friday I bought more water jugs – the 5 gallon ones. I want to have one per person. I just need one more. I spent some time Saturday washing them and filling them up. We can use them for camping, too, so that is a nice bonus. I had looked at the 50 gallon water barrels but where to store it is a problem and then we wouldn’t be able to move it. In the garage they’d freeze up and be useless and probably break. 10 of the 5-gallon jugs is the same thing but I can move them.

In my church we have been encouraged, for as long as anyone can remember, by our leaders to have a year supply of food. Yeah, I don’t really have that. I sat down and figured out how much I would need. It is a lot. And now is not the time to be stocking up. Because it is gone. Everyone else had the same idea. I guess I wait a little for it all to calm down and then try to stock up. I made a list of how much of what I need to buy each month and how long it would take. It will take a while. But I think all the comotion is a wake-up call that everyone is heeding at the moment. I just hope I’m not too late.

For our weekly date on Saturday we finished watching The Quiet Man. We hadn’t watched it all on Saint Patrick’s Day so we opted to finish it last night. I thought we had at least gotten halfway through it on Tuesday but it just kept going. The movie is 2 hours and 9 minutes long. It was worth it though, it is a fun movie.

Sunday I tried to sleep in until 8. I woke up at 7. We all got up, eventually, had breakfast and had church. Evangeline was fussy, again. I guess I should make church earlier? Later? When you have church at home you can pick the time. It is kind of nice. Alex gave the talk on scriptures and Michael gets to talk next week.

We spent the rest of the day not doing much. We went on a couple short walks and Alex called and talked to his parents. It was a pretty relaxing day.

Tomorrow is another day of school at home. I have a couple videos I want the kids to watch in addition to the worksheets they brought home. I am hoping to go to bed early tonight so I am energized for tomorrow. We’ll see if that happens. I also have a couple errands I unfortunately have to run. Thinking about it, only one to run (that I don’t want to do). The other two can be done by mail.

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Sunday Past

So I didn’t write last night because frankly, I was not in the mood to type a post with one finger on my phone. Most nights I do that but last night I didn’t want to, so I didn’t.

Yesterday was a day like none I have ever experienced. Our leaders made the decision to cancel church meetings worldwide until further notice in an effort to help stem the spread of the virus. This hopefully will help stem the spread of all illnesses- a nice side benefit. We were to have church at home.

I thought about this for a couple days. I talked with Alex about it and decided we have a great opportunity here to set the standard. We decided that we would pick a time that we would start church each week and that we would dress up like we were going to church to preserve the reverence for what we were doing. We planned the hymns, talk, etc. It went well. And Evangeline was fussy just like she would have been at church. After the “meeting” we figured out what was making the baby so fussy. She saw us all getting ready for church and she knew what it meant. She would go to the door ready to leave but we weren’t leaving and she didn’t understand why. So after the meeting we loaded up whatever kids wanted to come, and the dog, and we drove to the church. We had her look and wave bye-bye to the building and we drove back home. It was so funny and cute.

Noah, on the other hand, was the opposite. When I jokingly said we were going to church he got a scowl on his face and vehemently said, “I hate it, my class is boring!” I then told him we were staying home to have class. He was so excited. The weirdo. Needless to say but I will anyways, when we were leaving the house to appease Evangeline I said we’d be back in a few minutes and Noah said. “Okay! Bye!” and waved. He never does that. He loves to come with me.

I will say that the kids, Alex, and I liked having sacrament meeting at home. It was a reverent and more personal experience because it wasn’t all done and ready we just show up kind of thing. We had to prepare every bit of it and it caused us to think more on what it represented, which is our Savior’s sacrifice for us.

The rest of the day was pretty normal. We read some scriptures and caught up on Marco Polo with family. The sister missionaries were scheduled to come to our house for dinner and we had fajitas on the menu. But we made our own tortillas. We found another recipe and Alex made them. We need to add more salt but they tasted pretty much like the take and make ones we get from the store. Never have to buy those again. Unless I am in a hurry and want to. Which we know I will.

My kids are still in school. The Governor of Idaho left it up to the individual school districts to make the decision to close based on what is going on in their area. I was hoping that ours would close just because Lauren and I don’t want to work on the science fair project that is due on Tuesday. I never really had to help the boys and so theirs weren’t a big deal. I would rather work on almost anything else. It’s only because I don’t know how to put all the information on the display board. It need graphs and stuff. I will probably make Alex help her. Graphs and all that stuff are more his jam.

We’ll see. I’ll update later tonight whether we managed to pull it off or not.