Coming Home

I love coming home. Most of the time. There was one day this week that I sat out in the garage for a while before coming in because I didn’t want to face a couple of grumpy kids.

I like to come home to someone playing the piano. Last night as I drove home, I saw Timothy framed in our front room window, just home from a Boy Scout merit badge class, still in his baseball uniform, practicing the piano. This scene in the window, framing his act of dedication, was beautiful to me.

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Thank you for reading. I wish we could go out to lunch together instead, but at least we have this connection. Have a happy weekend!

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Anniversary roses from Richard

 

48 pounds of Chocolate

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How could I NOT take a picture?  It’s not for me. I picked it up for Lisa who will be making a lot of chocolate dipped strawberries. The truth is, these bags are totally unappetizing to me. Maybe it’s too much of a good thing!

This is almost all I have to show for my day yesterday. The rain makes me feel so sluggish. Today I’m forcing myself to mop my floors and vacuum my basement. My joints are ready for more movement!

Dinosaur Day

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Mark and I are on field trip overdrive during this last month of school. Last week was our trip to the Bean Museum. This week was our visit to Thanksgiving Point. I love looking at dinosaur bones and so does Mark. We kept just ahead of the three busses of kids on field trips and avoided being swarmed upon like we were at the Bean Museum.

Mark kept telling me great facts about dinosaurs. I assumed it was from the books he read for his second grade report. When I asked him, though, he said some of his knowledge came from reading Calvin and Hobbes. 😉

We ended by visiting the candy counter at The Emporium, which is a visual delight.

Last walk

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It was Paige’s last Laurel class activity before graduation last night and I got to drive these girls up to Temple Square for some pictures. While we were there we saw another group of young women doing the same thing, only they had 8 36-inch balloons in the Young Women value colors. They graciously let us use them. (We learned that it’s $50-70 to inflate this many balloons this size.)

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These were just cell phone shots. Here are a few of the Real camera shots by Kelly Nelson, their Laurel class advisor.

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Temple Square was nearly empty. An elderly couple held hands on a bench and looked up at the temple. A younger couple was doing the same on another bench. A couple of brides and grooms posed for pictures, but it was quiet. Golden light, air fragrant with blossoms, and a quiet spirit was there. It was one of the best Young Women activities I have ever attended.

The Cacophany that is Spring

Baseball

Construction in the neighborhood. Boom! Boom! Rattta-tat-tat! Sloosh!

Writing my book

Pursuing study

Birthdays for almost every extended family member

Music all the time

School deadlines

AP tests and study sessions

Graduation details

Messy flower beds

Anniversary love notes each day in the mail from Richard

Youth activities

Jazz band practices

A teen with a broken cell phone (The horror!)

Reading something good

Meals on the run

Pink flowering tree views out of the windows

Shorter hair

Ski equipment in storage

Almost finished with the school books

Field trip season

Crowded visit to the Bean Museum this week

First fly in the house

Open windows and bird song

Losing my view of the mountains because the leaves are back

Pastels, not blacks and browns

Snow last week, sunshine this week

I’m only allowed to bring healthy snacks to baseball?

Scout camp

Goodbye, Gilbert Blythe. I’m totally watching Anne of Green Gables this weekend.

Our family puzzle piece

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I was asked to make a piece of a puzzle to represent our family. There had to be space for a 4×6 photo to be mounted in the center. I used some state die cuts to show where we have lived. I placed sepia prints of the kids in bottle caps with a clear glossy stickers over the photos to show where each child was born. What a sentimental journey.

Do over

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She talked to me for the first time about her mother’s cancer yesterday. I asked her if she had any news (hoping she would share about her mother) and she almost didn’t tell me. But with flushed cheeks, she rushed to tell me details of a new study that her mom began that day.

Because chemo isn’t working.

I told her I was grateful that her mother was accepted into the study. I told her that her mom is a blessing to so many people and that her mother and the girl were in my thoughts and prayers all of the time. And because I didn’t know how to end my open expressions of hope that the new study medication will help her mom, I said, “You never know…”

What?

I should have said, “I know that Heavenly Father has a plan for you and for your mom, and that plan is beautiful.” Because that is what I know.

And I should have hugged her before continuing with the lesson.