It was HOT and unlucky as James had to wheelbarrow quickly drying cement from the trailer that got stuck a long ways from the pad he was trying to pour. Not fun.
One more check on the list of to-dos before occupancy.
Our last pack night for awhile, Bryant received his Arrow of Light award and advanced into Boy Scouts. (His board for all his Cub Scout awards is in the background. He did a nice job on it.) We'll take a break from Cub Scouts for awhile as I've been asked to be the Day Camp Director. Yikes!
On Memorial Day itself, we had an extended family project at Dave and Taneil's property (Matsamura's). A lot of hands and some heavy equipment made for some great progress. The Sunday night before we tried to help the kids understand the meaning of Memorial Day.
(The painters started on our trim that weekend. Getting closer.)
Sariah couldn't even walk the first year the kids sold pumpkins. This year, she had the planting all under control. (Home, "sick" from school that day. The school does not like coughing kids.)
Since the boys were still sick, James had to come home to take Sariah to her Activity Day Recognition Night. They finished up early so we decided to pull out the fire pit with Dad home. James said what we all felt with him home for the evening, "It feels like a vacation."
We had so much fun planting our own garden for the first time. Corn, tomatoes, peppers, zucchini, cucumbers, peas (even though it really is too late in the season for peas), green beans, carrots, watermelon, cantaloupe, and honey dew. Yeah!
Except for this part. Rex and Lyle started in on fevers---5 day fevers!! Miserable for everybody.
Woke up Sunday morning and Sariah discovered this furry little friend on the outside of Grandma's kitchen window. Didn't move a muscle the whole day but he was gone the next morning.
Talmage did a great job at his recital that night. We played I Am a Child of God together, and Sister Clawson accompanied him for his other much more complicated piece. He kept his eyes closed the whole time, imagining himself in "the blue room" and didn't mess up once.
Ever since the big boys had gone fishing with James, Rex and Lyle decided they wanted fishing poles for their birthday. They carried them around constantly for a few days.
For a couple months we had hyped up their birthday as the day they would be "big boys." They knew they would tie their binkies to balloons and say "Bye, Bye Binkies!"
I know they didn't know the meaning of it all until it was too late, but they had fun with all the hoopla. Rex cried about for about 3 days. Lyle whined once in awhile.
Chester, I Love You by Blaine and Blake Yorgeson*****
Current Read
Wonder by R.J Palacio
Quotable Quotes
"I'm going to fast for the next few minutes" - Hyrum June 2013
Sariah to Hyrum "You are NEVER wearing any of my dresses ever again!"
"...it's my right left foot." - Sariah 6/12/10
"I love this poisonberry syrup!" -Talmage at IHOP
"He took the name of the Lord in Zain." - Bryant
"Plants need chlorox to survive." -Talmage's science notebook
"Pirates are half dead anyway. They drink all that wine and stuff." -Bryant , in conversation on the way to school
"At Grandma's, we had roast beast." - Sariah
Words I Try to Live By
"Love begins at home, and it's not how much you do, it's how much love you put into what you do." -Mother Theresa
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'til tomorrow, For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs, and dust go to sleep, I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep! -A poem that hung on my mother's wall
You may have tangible wealth untold; Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be— I had a Mother who read to me. -Strickland Gillilan
You have nothing in this world more precious than your children. When you grow old, when your hair turns white and your body grows weary, when you are prone to sit in a rocker and meditate on the things of your life, nothing will be so important as the question of how your children have turned out. It will not be the money you have made. It will not be the cars you have owned. It will not be the large house in which you live. The searing question that will cross your mind again and again will be, How well have my children done? -Gordon B. Hinckley, “Your Greatest Challenge, Mother,” Ensign, Nov 2000, 97–100