After looking over my "kingdom," I have decided that it needs another overhaul. Winter brought with it an educational opportunity, along with another reason to collect books and stuff. I love all my new books and stuff, but that means our finite space is bursting with it and I need to purge, again. So, beginning ASAP, I will get rid of at least 100 things in the next few weeks.
I will probably start with a stack of books I got from a nice sister in the ward who was doing her own purge. What a silly I am! I brought home about 8 books, only one of which I will ever look at, and that's Silas Marner. And I am simply keeping that because I think my son, Silas, may like it.
Nursery Note: Little B. had his first official nursery day, and he did very well. He hung around the 2 big boys like a shadow. He isn't as sure on his 18-month-old feet as the experienced 3-year-olds, but he did his best to keep up most of the time.
The funniest thing happened after G. pestered T. with a plastic shark. G. kept pretending to have it bite T. while T. was chugging around on a little vehicle. T. did not like this one bit, and stopped moving. This irritated G. and he kept trying to push T. along with the shark, while growling. We re-employed the term, "No hands on friends," substituting sharks for hands. A little while later T. picked up the abandoned shark, flipped it over, grabbed the fin with one hand and the tail with another, and proceeded to shoot G. with his new makeshift gun. Very amusing.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Nursery Nugget
We have a number of new nursery kids coming in the next few months. I was talking to one mom about not seeing or visiting with her very often, and I said, "Well, T. is coming into the nursery in a few months, then maybe I will get to see you once in a while." "But THAT'S not until November," she exclaimed. Funny how something that seems just around the corner to a harried and ready-to-be-inundated-by-6-more-toddlers nursery worker is a long ways away for a harried mother-of-a-busy-toddler-dreaming-of-enjoying-a-church-meeting-in-peace.
Our busiest, most controversial nursery girl moved to Brownsville ward, so our space is a bit more (...how do I say this...?) mellow. We had only one little boy among the girls all this year until rather recently, and now we have 2 more (and a bunch on the way). K. plays mostly by himself and is super-easy. He has 2 big sisters at home, so I think it's a relief to be without them. And then there's G. What enthusiasm, what energy! When it's time to go, he throws an absolute fit--he doesn't want to leave! He grabbed onto my legs and just cried yesterday. I had to point out that all the other kids were gone, they toys were locked up, and the snacks no longer existed. Finally, he took his mom's hand and let her take him to the car.
Isn't it nice that someone likes a church class so much he doesn't want to leave it? Have you ever felt that way?
Our busiest, most controversial nursery girl moved to Brownsville ward, so our space is a bit more (...how do I say this...?) mellow. We had only one little boy among the girls all this year until rather recently, and now we have 2 more (and a bunch on the way). K. plays mostly by himself and is super-easy. He has 2 big sisters at home, so I think it's a relief to be without them. And then there's G. What enthusiasm, what energy! When it's time to go, he throws an absolute fit--he doesn't want to leave! He grabbed onto my legs and just cried yesterday. I had to point out that all the other kids were gone, they toys were locked up, and the snacks no longer existed. Finally, he took his mom's hand and let her take him to the car.
Isn't it nice that someone likes a church class so much he doesn't want to leave it? Have you ever felt that way?
Friday, July 2, 2010
Pioneer Trek
Allan and I had the great privelege of being Pa and Ma to a family of young people for Silverdale Stake's very structured Youth Conference last week in south eastern Washington. We hiked with handcarts and camped outside (no tents) in period clothing for 4 days, with our "children" doing virtually all the packing, pushing/pulling, cooking, etc. There were a total of 150 youth, 75 hiking adults, and a multitude of support staff (medical, admin, food committee, and security). Many thanks to Blaine Wilson Photography for pictures.
Ignorance is bliss!
"And merrily on our way we'll go, until we reach the valley-o."
You can't imagine the blazing temperatures from the photos, but it was really hot, especially for us weather wimps. Deodorant wasn't on the list of allowed items!
"Listen up, everybody!" Our Trail Boss, Jeff.
Hiking on day 1 until 12:40 AM. Theme of the trek: All is Well. We went 11 miles that day.
Resting in the midday heat.
Approaching Zion we were blessed with live music. Above, our family of 3 boys, 3 girls, and an auntie. Hot, filthy, thirsty, and ready to be done, we could see an oasis of grass and trees ahead.
This was a great experience. Our family was fabulous, with no complaining and excellent cooperation. Would I do it again? Definitely!
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