Friday, June 12, 2009
It's Great To Be Missed
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Camp LoMia...Bringing Back the Good Times
The girls and I played games. Do you like our face paint? That was from our "rite of passage" that we earned for going on the hike.
In this book, there was a page to put camp memories, including one's camp nicknames. When we saw that, we knew that we all needed a camp nickname. Some girls used their nicknames from home while others made up new ones. l to r: Amber was Froggy girl due to her collection of frogs at home, Morgan was Finch, a name her sibling calls her, Sierra chose Dusk...opposite her middle name of Dawn, Alex became known as Ringlet since she let me curl her hair for the first time, Hayley was Bopper - nickname from home, Riley was Newby since she was the new girl in our bunch, Maddie was Bubbles - nickname from home, Jayne was Snickers due to the love of the candy bar, Cymrie was Ariel for her part in the skit, Abbey was known as Snipee for her part in the Snipe Hunt, Hannah was blondie for her very blonde hair, and Kadee was our Agent Squirrel after the many squirrels up there and since she is small and quiet like one. The leader in the far back became Sister Violeta since she was so great at wearing our camp color, purple, everyday. When coming up with one for me, I brought up my nicknames from home. Growing up, my Dad called my Punky Dunky...or just Punky. Then, I told the girls how Todd called me Spaz. I must have acted too much like a 12 year old up there, cause the girls quickly grabbed up that name and started calling me Sister Spaz. Gotta love it.
Of course, we got all excited to see four deer out in the field one day.
yummmm. We made mini Smores made over a tealight one night after our devotional.
Speaking of.....on Sunday, it was a whirlwind day of crying. First, a great lesson on eternal marriages in the Temple. Then, we watched "The Testament" ...one of my fav. church movies of all times ....and I cry every.time. at the end when Helam sees the Savior face to face. Then, we had a great fireside on the Atonement. Our Stake YW leader did pushups to buy the girls these HUGE cookies. But, it got to be LOTS of pushups and it was hard for her. Tears were shed. But she was willing to pay the price for them. Some girls said no to the cookie realizing what was going to happen. But, then, they were told that the price had to be paid whether they accepted the cookie or not. Yes, a tear-jerker of an object lesson representing the Savior and how He paid the price for us. WOW....talk about overwhelming. Then, to top it all off, we had testimony meeting at the end of the night. Boy, were my eyes tired of crying. But, I couldn't believe how strong the spirit was felt up there. I loved it. loved it. loved it. Can't wait to go back next year.
Certification for Camp
Seeing More Spots
Well, Sierra loved it and she seems to be getting more and more into it.
Play on, Sierra
Reading Buddies
End of the Year Awards
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Mother n Daughter Night
After the ride, we headed over to the steakhouse at Goldfield and enjoyed some hamburgers. It was a fantastic night out....just the girls and our horses. Can't beat it.
Father N Sons Campout
In May, our ward held the annual Father n Sons Camping Trip. This was Weston's first year to go. The boys and Todd all had a great time. Wes talked about how he slept under the stars with Zane and Dad. (Lance hid out in the truck). Wes loved going on a hike with his Dad....probably cause he didn't come home with any bug bites even though his Dad did. :) It was a fun trip for our men. (sorry, no pics....they wouldn't let me come up and be the photographer...and you know Todd doesn't do that stuff very well)
Here's an "after" the campout shot. You see when Todd and Weston went on their little hike on the Father n Sons Campout, they picked Mom some flowers. How thoughtful! Love my guys!
the MAC
Next, the boys learned about conserving water.
Then, it was time for lunch. ...Can't beat a yummy lunchable either. I think the boys were hungry.
The boys were so excited. They got to dig up their own radishes!! They even got to keep their radishes!!! (we won't mention how gross they tasted when we got home though)
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