Is it Next Week Yet??

Next year somebody please remind me that the week after spring break is not the week to make four dentists appointments. Or to undertake a big shopping trip to Home Depot. Or Costco. And those things were the self-inflicted ones. The car breaking down (more on that later) was not. By midweek I felt like I was drowning. I require a certain amount of down time (aka reading and alone), but with those things and spring break I was not getting it. This next week should be quiet. I'm looking forward to it.

Archie (to assorted siblings all morning): Liar, liar pants on fire! 
Me (already annoyed with it): Don't say that, Archie. Penelope's not a liar.  
Archie: But I was saying it to Moses.  
Me: Don't say it to him either. 
(Trying to think of who he could say it to and coming up with absolute safest example)
The only one you can say it to is Satan.  
Archie: Okay! When I'm friends with Satan I'll say, "Liar, liar pants on fire." I'm going to say that. 
Turns out that's also not advised.

Woo encourages all the kids to bear their testimony at least once in Sacrament meeting after they've turned 8. Moses bore his for the first time last week. It was on following the Holy Ghost and he told a story of going on a hike and having a feeling he should turn back, which he did. I had no idea what he was going to say, but I was grinning pretty hard when he listed all his injuries: a sliver in his thumb, a bruise on his knee and a scratch on his leg.

Part of his fast last week was to not be scared to do it and he wasn't. He said he wants to get up again next month, but we'll see.
Archie (identifying pictures of prophets in Ruby's FHE lesson): Spencer Woolley Kindle!

I was late getting back from shopping so Woo had to pick Linus up at the bus stop. And what should be parked right across the street? A firetruck. The firefighters were happy to give Linus his own personal tour and let him sit in the driver's seat-- a dream come true for him.

When I got home from Home Depot, he helped carry stuff in.
Linus: Mom! I got the toilet seat. (Turning around, excited) Is it furry?!
And to answer that, no. I did not buy a furry toilet seat.

Ruby (blessing our curry and naan dinner) Please bless this Indian food... Or Native American food... Or whatever.

Sometime last year during our morning scripture time Moses memorized the account of the first vision on his own. It inspired Linus to try the same thing (with his new giant print scriptures we picked up for him over spring break), but the vocabulary was over his head. He's now spent almost every morning carefully going over the two Sacrament prayers in Moroni.

Ruby, on the other hand, has decided to memorize all of 3 Nephi chapter 9 (she says she likes it), and has done pretty well so far.

At the cabin Penelope made quick friends with a little boy named Nawai. Every meal they would sit together and every meal they would tell the same joke: "What are you eating under there?--Underwear!!!" It never got old.

They also held running races together. One race Penelope tripped and fell. She called out, "Nawai! You were supposed to stop and wait for me!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Nawai, and they skipped away together.

Hymn in church: He died in holy innocence... 
Penelope: No! He died in Calvary!

Herbie's most favorite time of year has arrived: lawn mowing season. People always tell us, "Oh, your boy will enjoy mowing for a year or two, and then they'll get tired of it." But I don't think that's going to happen to Herbie. He's walked behind Woo every single time Woo's mowed the lawn since he could walk. Saturday he asked me several times if he could go out and mow the lawn (I didn't even think it was long enough), and when Woo asked him to do it he jumped for joy.

We said A LOT of prayers Thursday and Friday. When we pulled out of the temple parking lot Woo noticed the battery light was on. Then more lights came on. The car started to stall halfway up the canyon, and died right in front of our house, just seconds after the bus dropped Linus off. Linus and I ran in the rain to pick up Penelope and Archie from the sitters, so that all worked out okay, except Woo spent all of Friday on the car. He took a lot of it apart before realizing it was beyond him and had trouble getting it put back together for a drive down to the shop. Two bolts were refusing to go back in. He got one in, couldn't get the other, but had to go anyway. The car did not fall apart on him, but he couldn't get a ride home either, so had to ride his bike up the canyon which has no shoulder for cyclists. He did not die or get hit, and all our prayers were answered in a way we wished, but it was pretty stressful at times.

Well, that's it. Hope you had a great week!