done and done

Ian was baptised yesterday. Dave had spent the day "camping" at work but made it just in time. He was the only one from our ward and had to wait for the other four from the stake and be at the very end. He did great. (Jake was another story.) My mom gave the holy ghost talk afterwards and did AMAZING. I love it when she shines. She deserves more credit than she gets. We finished off with a celebration at Swensons. Jake kept us laughing by trying to lick ice cream off his seat, or eat dropped bits off the floor. It was so delicious, even John was glad he came. :P
This morning my dad sealed the deal in sacrament, confirming Ian and giving him a blessing. I hope he's able to stay on course and partake of those wonderful promises. A parent's truest wish.

Our April in a Nutshell

April has been wonderful for us. Many things happening to remind us of what's most important: family. From attending Dustin and Sara's wedding, to attending an uncle's funeral, to celebrating Ian's 8th birthday (baptism May 3rd @ 6:00) it all points to Heavenly Father's plan of happiness.
We had so much fun mingling with family and supporting the Jay Eves clan in Idaho and Oregon. I'm sure the wedding party didn't have as much fun as the rest of us due to all the responsibilities, but they pulled off a lovely reception with poise and grace. Being there really got us excited for the family reunion this summer.
Alexis' uncle passed away this month after fighting cancer for 8 years. Her dad gave a heart warming eulogy. And the event gave us a chance to take a new family picture (posted).
And lastly...Ian's birthday was this last Friday. We had his party Saturday night and Dave's Batman cakes were AMAZING!! (see photo for the proof!) He had his baptism interview last Sunday and passed, of course. We were a little worried when we explained the week before that he got to decide if he wanted to be baptized and he said, "I get a choice??" But he never said he didn't want to, so that's a very good sign.
(Oh, and we put vinyl siding on the house this month.)

Poof

In my last blog I forgot to tell a story. It's one of magic, hope, disappointment, and growing up. And denial. Rachel finally lost a tooth that had been giving her much trouble. The permanent tooth was coming in behind it and causing some pain. She was glad to have it out, as was I. It meant we didn't have to pay to have it pulled out...yeah! Our tooth fairy is usually late. Sometimes by a day or even two. At that point, she feels guilty and usually leaves something big like a new movie. Anyway, Rachel asked if I thought the tooth fairy would come that night and I was pretty positive she would, as the next day was Sunday and she wouldn't be able to give any guilt gifts the next night. When I remembered to check to see if the tooth fairy had made it (while Rachel was in the shower the next morning!) I found the first note of a tooth hunt. Time was short. I only got as far as the second clue. Rachel was a bit disappointed that the fairy was not able to find the tooth, but happy with the money left. Poor tooth fairy. Out-smarted by a ten year old who is still trying to believe the tooth-fairy is real.

Complanios

This is a pretty fine week. :) The days race by, but a few things of note...
Had fun at the Youth game night Tuesday. They even did some Karoke with Primary Songs. It was very entertaining. And Liz's Bowling pins are always a hit. Wednesday Rachel and I went on a date to a movie. She has been wanting to see Spiderwick Chronicles, so that's what we did. She was very excited and only hid her head a few times. ;) Thursday I was able to get ready at my convenience and stroll into work at about 10. Lucky me! Usually I go in late on Mondays so that I don't get overtime, but not this week. It worked out fantastically, I think. hehe. Wednesday morning Rachel had made my favorite Sunshine Toast for breakfast, then on Thursday Dave made a Strawberry smoothie for breakfast. YUM! It was a fun day even though I had to work, as three friends stopped by and I had several phone calls. Even Dave stopped in with an incredible arrangement of roses. I meant to take a picture, but never had my camera with me. Maybe it'll still be lovely when I get back to work Monday and I can take one then. :)
That night Mom and Dad and John came over for dinner and banana splits. DE-licious! Poor Dave, he managed to even get the floor mopped while taking care of 5 kids. What a trooper.
And then Friday, after a long day of fasting, we went out to the best sushi I've had yet. (I think I say that almost every time, but this was especially yummy. THANKS M&D) Saturday was pretty low key. Maybe a little too low. But it was a nice rest. Fabulous week, no?

Tell Us Everything...

Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.

Starting a new journal (or blog) when you don't really have one you're continuing from is quite overwhelming. It's always a where-to-begin kind of puzzle. So, I'll start with this week. I always tell Dave, "We go from here," and I think the advice applies to this endeavor.

This was a rough week. Sick people. Some at work, some at home. It really puts everyone behind. It means I'm behind already when the week hasn't even started. Thank heavens I haven't been one of the sick ones. ;) Wednesday was the first day Dave was hit hard by the flu. I worked all day, only to have church obligations after work. It gutted me that I couldn't stay home to relieve Dave. I was able to enjoy going to the temple with the youth though. I am glad I went. I needed the little lift it gave me that allowed me to stay sane through the rest of the crazy week.
And we go from here.