Idaho: Wyatt's Baptism

We just returned from a fun weekend in Idaho. The kids loved playing with cousins! We are happy that Wyatt was baptized. {Good choice Wyatt!} As you can see, he was pretty happy about it too.

The most difficult part of any family gathering is the insistence of all the female adults present that we corral all the children present for a picture. This is as good as it got. And we're missing Kael.

Sam's Cherry Pie

It started with a visit to dad's office. The cherry trees were in full ripeness, and the birds had not attacked them yet {as they had done in previous years}.

"Mom, can we pick some cherries?"

"Yeah, if you pick enough, I'll make you a pie." {thinking, this will keep them busy while I do what I need to get done here}

Sam picked cherries
Clay noticed tree #2 at the back of the office with even more cherries than tree #1

We went home with a garabage bag full of cherries.

I washed cherries then announced that we needed to pit them. Sam asked if we had a button hook. I knew where he was going with that because I have a mother that loves cherries and baking. But most of you right now are saying, {why would he want a button hook?} Which is the same question I asked him. And he said that they are good for pitting cherries. And the next question that naturally come to mind is, {where in the world would a 9 year old boy get the idea that a button hook would be good to use for pitting cherries?} Which is the same question I asked him. And he said that he read it somewhere.

!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

And he remembered it!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

What a child. I am utterly amazed at his mental skills. The child can remember ANYTHING! No joke.

He pitted 8 cups of cherries {without a button hook}

AND THEN! he made the crust, rolled it out, and voila-check out that cherry pie! {uncooked here} But it was a beauty and delicious too. Way to go Sam!!!!!!

How many 9 year old boys do you know who have made a cherry pie from scratch like that?

I'm a proud mama!

Speaking

Last weekend was pretty crazy. Nate and I were asked to speak at the girls camp. So, Thursday night we drove up. We took the girls (who were very excited to go to girls camp to see Erica and Aunt Vicki and thought it pretty funny that dad would be going to "girls" camp) and let the boys stay and play with Wyatt at grandma's house. As we were getting close to the youth camp where they were staying, we saw black smoke. Nate says "that's exactly where we are going." UMMMMMM We kept on and arrived just in time to help pack up camp and evacuate. We were happy to have the room to help out just a little. We were even more happy not to have to speak:) The fire was burning about 3/4 mile up the road from the Youth Camp, and by the time we were ready to leave, it had reached the road. Fortunately, they were able to put the fire out and there was not damage at the Youth Camp. And everyone got out quickly and safely! WHEW!
That wasn't the end of it all, though, Friday was our anniversary. Nate had to chaperone and drive youth over to Lyman for their youth conference. So, we had a date at the Lyman Stake Youth Conference. It was fun though. We had dinner, listened to a fireside by Jenny Phillips {talented woman}, and then danced. It was a fun evening, all tempered by the fact that we had to speak for them in the morning!
Saturday morning we spoke. Steadfast & Immovable, always abounding in Good Works. Don't ask me how it went. I was nervous and just felt like a little sidekick to Nate's wonderful speaking presence. Nate thought it went well and wants us to do it for our stake activity next week. :(
Sunday after church, we took Wyatt down to Darren's because he had a ride home. That was fun to spend some time with that precious baby girl. Busy weekend!

Give, Said The Little Stream

Yesterday I had just gotten home from the grocery store and was putting the groceries away, and then preparing dinner. The girls were very excited that I had bought some G-2 (gatorade). So, they had the bottles lined up in the middle of the kitchen floor. Emma was begging for fruit snacks, which I hate, but had some left from a long distant purchase, and I gave the bag to her which she lined up with the bottles. Then, Amelia and Emma skipped circles around the bottles singing "give, said the little stream." This may sound just a little bizzare to you, but I didn't really think much of it because they're always skipping, organizing, and singing together. The funny part (to me) is that Nate called and Emma answered. I'm sure the conversation went like this.
Nate-What ya doin'?
Emma- we're playing gatorade and fruit snacks
Nate - What?
Emma - we're playing gatorade and fruit snacks
Nate - oh, can I talk to mom?
Emma - yeah, bye. (running off to do more circles around the gatorade and fruit snacks)

Baseball-the last game

OK, so it was a couple of weeks ago, but we are done spending our days at the ballfields. What a cute little player!

Even though the season is over, the boys still spend almost every free waking moment playing ball.

Me and My Girls

Amelia age :4
Emma age: 2 1/2

Kristie age: 3 1/2

Philmont

We just got back from one of the most amazing weeks. With Nate's calling as the Stake Young Men's President, we were invited to attend the LDS/Scouting Relations week that they hold at Philmont Scout Camp in New Mexico. It was a family oriented conference, and there were activities for everyone. I think that the most wonderful thing about the week was to be surrounded by such wonderful people from all over the country, and to be taught by our leaders who sit in counsel with President Monson. Both Nate and I learned so many new things that I hope will help the boys in our area to grow up to be responsible, hard working, and to be leaders themselves. It was a privilege to sit with President Lant (General Primary President) and Sister Ricks (Primary General Board) and be trained in how to run the Primary organization more effectively, to help all the young children have a love for Heavenly Father, the Savior, and the scriptures. Today, more than ever, children need that anchor to keep them safe from the awful things that the world throws at them.
Here are some of my favorite pictures from the week. (camera #1)

Amelia and Emma were in the group called the {Small Fries}

This is a picture of the building they met in. (BTW: if anyone needs a good Eagle Scout Project, I know of a facility that could use an upgrade on their playground equipment)

Sam was able to participate in the morning flag ceremony two times during the week. The first day was for all of the cub scouts. On the last day of camp, he woke up and put on his scout shirt. We asked why he wanted to wear it that day, and he told us that he wanted to be ready in case they didn't have enough people. Sure enough, they needed him!

Here is Sam catching the {biggest rainbow trout} that Nate had ever seen. Unfortunately, I was in the car with a sleeping girl, and the line got cut on a rock as Nate was trying to keep it in the water so they could throw it back, and take a picture at the same time.

Well, the sleeping girl woke up and had to be right there with dad to fish.

This is Bill Burch. He is a wonderfully talented wood carver who makes bolo ties. He also made these "tuits" that you see the boys working. He would give one to any child who could prove that they could make it work. He had a pink one too, and Amelia really wanted one. Bill was so cute with her trying to show her how to make it work. He also is a [wonderful storyteller] and would have a group of people gathered around him nearly all day long.

Emma had a tough time getting in nap time (which she has almost altogether dismissed at home) and we found her falling asleep almost anywhere.

The kids loved this sign in the dining hall. Emma had to deposit her gum there one day. However, on the last day, she wanted her gum back. Luckily she settled for a picture.

Curious Donkey

On the last evening at Philmont there was a terrific thunderstorm. Just after the youth who had been on a backcountry hike returned, this double rainbow stretched across the sky. It was a touching reminder to me of the promises of the Lord.