Monday, June 30, 2014

What Church Should Be

Yesterday we had an amazing meeting during the RS/Priesthood block. Sadly, we sang lame mid-1800s hymns, which I dislike in general (with the exception of Hark hark hark 'tis children's voices, but that was written by Eliza R. Snow so I love it anyway). The songs we sung were "Let us oft speak kind words to each other" and "Nay speak no ill." Lame. Anyway, surprise, we talked about basically being nice and kind to each other. The bishopric gave a brief message, then we watched Elder Holland's conference talk about verbal abuse. I really liked that talk, largely because it didn't just call out the men for being jerks, but the women also. I left the meeting wanting to be a better person. Isn't that what church is supposed to be about?

Then Sunday School was about David and Bathsheba. Again, I loved this lesson. We talked about how David was forgiven of everything -- except the coverup of his sin. If we deal with the fact that we committed sin, we can be forgiven. If we're too embarrassed or proud to deal with our sin, we won't be forgiven. Also, we talked about how the right choice like Joseph made with Potipher's wife doesn't necessarily bring us instant happiness, but it does bring us eternal happiness. This lesson satisfied my current worldview of seeing everything in shades of gray but also wanting to be good and make the right choices.

Then Raiden screamed all during sacrament meeting and I sat in the foyer the whole time. I guess 2 out of 3 ain't bad.

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Sasha is Hilarious

I love toddlers. When they're not throwing tantrums, they are dang cute. Sasha is really becoming a preschooler now, but that's almost even cuter. Here are a few of Sasha's cuter moments.

-He never walks anywhere. He runs. And when he runs, he has to make sound effects. Wshshshshooooo. Phcuuu pcuu.

-Superheroes are his favorite right now. "Mom, I am Flash. I am weally fast. Watch!" And then he takes off. With sound effects.

-Then there are ninjas. "Mom, I am the wed (red) ninja. I kill badguys."

-At Arches, we took a quick hike to Double Arch. Sasha (being a Froerer male) is not into shoes. Despite my suggestions, he insisted on going barefoot on the way back. About halfway to the car, he said, "I want to go home because this sand is freaking hot!" That "freaking hot" was most emphatically not done to be cute, it was done to make a point!

-He and Raiden are constantly play fighting. They punch and kick each other, mostly carefully but energetically. With sound effects.

I love little boys.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Random Crap Update

Wow, it has been awhile. Something about the summer makes me constantly busy. Oh yeah, because during the summer I'm a stay-at-home mom. Well, in two months I'll be back at school. (TWO MONTHS!?! Quick, have more fun!)

Zane, Spencer, and I, along with three little kids, just got back from camping at Goblin Valley. The kids loved climbing on the goblins. They went to surprising heights, especially Sabrina. She was so brave, and loved climbing! Spencer's goal was to catch lizards and succeeded twice. One was in our tent, so it didn't provide much of a challenge. I prevailed in coming home after three sleep-deprived nights, even thought it was really great and the kids had fun. However, I have rarely slept so well as I did last night, my first with shaved legs and clean sheets in half a week.

We have been doing well, overall, in keeping a summer schedule. I've had a few slips, but Sabrina has been doing homework and we've been getting out every day. This has been great, because when Sabrina and Sasha just have each other for too long, they start to eat each other, like cannibals, or black widows.

On the cancer front, I have one -- ONE! -- Herceptin left, on July 9. I then have my reconstruction scheduled for July 18. That's it! I will have perfect, symmetrical breasts, although without nipples. Is this TMI? Gotta say, I don't really care. They will be round, perky, and cancer-free. Hooray!

Now, I must go have some fun, because my summer vacation is 1/3 over. Or, in the words of the immortal Calvin, "It's a half-hour later than it was a half hour ago! Run!"