Sunday, July 31, 2016

Welcome baby girl



 Welcome to the newest addition to our family.  Name: ? 6 lb. 4 oz. 19 inches long.  Ori has been a little concerned that she's being replaced.  I didn't know a two-year-old could articulate these concerns, but she told Caitlyn on the way home from the hospital that she was sad.  Caitlyn asked her why and she said, "because I don't like Darth Vader and Kylo Ren.
 Is that why you're sad?"
 Yes.  And because my mom and dad don't love me anymore."
"They love you.  They had a baby so you could have a sister to play with."
"Why?" asked Ori, then she sighed and said, "I miss my mommy."
"She'll be back home soon with the baby, said Caitlyn.
"Why?"
I'm sure she'll soon adjust to the baby and be glad to have a sister.











Several of her aunts have been to see her already.
We're very grateful that everything went well with both the baby and Sara.  The baby was taken by C-section about 3 1/2 weeks early to make sure that everything went well for the mother.  We feel especially blessed.  Especially since Sara was so happy about how things went that, she said, "I might even consider having another one."

Also this past week we attended an Alonzo Laker Cook Family reunion. Nan did all the work to put it together and it went very well.   It was well attended by the Vernon Cook Family, the Phyllis Smith Family, and Laurel Cook Jorgeson (Grant''s daughter) and her family.  Krell Cook and Barbara Cook Peterson (Melvin Cook's children) were also in attendance, as well as Kay and Russell Canning (Lois Cook's son).  I spent some time talking to Kathy (Smith) Phinney and discovered that Alonzo Cook left several journals.  She said her dad had given them to Stephen Hunsaker.  I didn''t know about these journals, so I looked on Facebook for Stephen Hunsaker and found his son.  I don't know why I didn't realize the man was too young to be my first cousin, but in any case, I was directed to his father who soon called me.  I told him that at our family get together I had heard he had the journals and I was wondering if I could borrow them to get them digitized so we could share them.  He told me he didn't have them because he had donated them to the church.  He said they are almost all digitized and will be on line for all of the family to enjoy.  He was a little unhappy with me that I "hadn't invited him to the reunion."  I told him that it was all done on Facebook, and I didn't think to make any effort to find any extra cousins, but that I really had no excuse.  I now have his phone number and will let him know if we have another one.  I also owe him a visit.  He invited me to come anytime, but if I come at lunch time on a Monday or a Friday, he'll take me to lunch.  He goes to a little place by his house every Monday and Friday and has two carne asado tacos.  Twice since he has been going there he has ordered something different, the chile rellenos.  I told him I'd lend him a copy of dad's book, and since my Mondays and Fridays are booked for over a month, I think I'll visit him on another day to take him the book, then when he's done with it I'll pick it up and eat lunch with him.  He also said he has a greenhouse with three hundred tomato plants, and it sounded like he might give me some.  Ample reason for me to show up :)
I know Bruce Oblad took a lot of pictures at the reunion.  I only took a couple:
 I had a really good time talking with my cousins.  We were there (in 100 degree heat) for almost 5 hours.  Roy told me I better not complain when we go to one of his family reunions--for 1/2 the time and probably 1/2 the temperature, too.


Crista came down for the weekend because Matt is out of town for work.  We've had a fun time with her and Ruby.  We also got to enjoy Ori Saturday night and most of Sunday since her mom and dad were busy at the hospital. We also had a lot of the family over for Sunday dinner.  




Max was sick last weekend.  This is the aftermath on Monday.
They were all wiped out.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Crista's Memories

Crista sent me her memories this week.  It was so fun to read, I figured it deserved a post all by itself.  So, I am posting a mid-week entry.  Enjoy:

I am so sorry I didn't send you a memory last week. I really wanted to have time to think about it and write it out in a coherent way, and it was just a really crazy busy weekend. 

Note after writing this LONG written work: I planned on just doing one memory, but it turned into this and how everyone contributes to our family memories. Feel free to just send it to my siblings directly and not put it on the blog if you want. 

Family Memories:
Dad: Dad is always so outgoing, even to complete strangers, so he always seems to open up awesome friendships when we go on trips. A family we met in Hawaii invited us to a family luau, and then they gave dad a Hawaiian Lei that their daughter had crocheted. On top of that, Dad is the one who has helped us create so many memories, because he is such a great trip planner. He always plans our trips with the right amount of activities and down time. One of the most memorable experiences I have ever had happened because of him; we got to swim with huge, 15-foot wide manta-rays at night, while they fed on plankton that was building up by our flashlights. There are several other trips that I will mention as well. When I was just starting to play tennis, Dad had the patience to play with me, beat me, and deal with my poor sportsmanship. Over time, he had the patience to play with me even though I easily beat him. He was there for many of my tennis matches cheering me on.

Mom: Mom has helped pretty much all of my siblings gain a love of reading. When the Harry Potter series were all coming out, many of my siblings would take turns reading the newest book. Caitlyn and I still have Harry Potter trivia battles, and I enjoy have discussions with my other siblings about books either of us have read. And while she may not like this, her focus-intensive mind makes her do some hilarious things; not being able to hear things around her when she is reading, talking to herself when playing board games, and exclaiming, "THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!" to something I don't even remember what it was about. 

Nick: I would definitely call Nick an animal whisperer. Some of my favorite highlights of family vacations have been when Nick catches different critters native to wherever we are vacationing: wild chicks and frogs in Hawaii, spiky and whiskery puffer-fish in Mexico (yes, he swam and caught them with his bare hands), lizards in Saint George, and more. While I may not like getting germs from touching wild animals, it always added an exciting element to family time. Nick also has a booming laugh that makes it so you can't help but at least smile. Both he and dad have let out farts, at the kitchen table, that literally felt like an earthquake. Both he and dad were able to keep straight faces as everyone burst out laughing and walked away as fast as possible.

Sara: Sara continually surprises me with her mad skills. I think everyone was impressed when she introduced our family to her delicious homemade creme brulee at New Year's. To my family, food is a major part of every event and every memory, and she has made so many gourmet breads, vegetables, salads, treats, and more to share with everyone. She is always willing to share her knowledge and share the fruits of her labors!

Dan: Some of my favorite memories that involve Dan also involve his hair. Long ago, his hair was getting really long. It was around Christmas time, and I got this picture of him with a pretty legitimate poofy afro. Not too many people as white as Dan can get hair like that. Dan's awesome hairstyles have continued occasionally when he had a "Pebbles" ponytail like his daughter, Yuna's, and flames razored into his beard. His funny sense of humor really helps him pull off all his unique dos. Both of my brothers have always created random games to play using their own imagination like bouncing bouncy balls really high, seeing how far we can get a static shock to go in a human circle (8 people!), and hide and go seek in Goblin Valley.

Jieun: When Jieun married my brother, they moved to Hawaii pretty shortly afterward. We got to go visit them over my sixteenth birthday, and it was an amazing trip and a great opportunity to get to know Jieun better. Jieun and I did lots of buddy snorkeling together. We saw sea turtles, dophins nearby, and even an eel swim right below us (to which Jieun grabbed me and squealed through her snorkel mask). Not only has she added some funny Korean humor to our family, but some good competition to mom in Settlers of Catan, Ticket to Ride, and even Boggle! It can get pretty heated sometimes haha.

Elise: Elise has a really good long-term memory herself. I'm looking forward to reading about what memories first came to her mind, because she seems to remember many things that happened a long time ago. Because of that, I'm able to relive many things I don't remember myself, and learn other things that I was too young (or not around) to remember. Elise and I used to share a room, and she would always help me avoid bad dreams at night, while I served as a good listening ear during the typical difficulties of high school. Elise has a great laugh and makes everything seem more humorous. It seems like our family does a lot of laughing, which is always a good thing. 

Andy: Andy has a very loving personality, but is obviously super tough at the same time. He always cracks us up when he repeatedly says, "Rub some dirt on it" to Max or anyone else who may be whining about something. Andy is always there to help with a niece's or nephew's injuries, and is willing to share his vast knowledge to help us fix things are know what medicine to take. With so many new parents in the family now, I think it really eases the potential stress that we could have!

Adrienne: Adrienne used to have some pretty bad stomach issues. I have always looked up to her for her perseverance and hard-core-ism. Even though she would throw-up a ton every time she would climb the Middle Teton, she would still choose to do it again the next year. I fear throwing up and fear seeing throw-up, so the year that I decided to go with my Dad, Adrienne, and Elise, I prayed the whole way up that Adrienne wouldn't throw up! Thankfully my prayers were answered, and when I had a scary fall, she and Elise were there to show their sisterly concern for me. Once again, their examples helped me to decide to continue on. Adrienne, too is a great cook, and always makes the fanciest cakes for our family parties! One of my favorites was her 4th of July cake (cream cheese frosting with strawberries and blueberries as the stripes) for my Grandpa's birthday one year. It was delicious. 

AJ: AJ adds a laid-back feeling to the family, but also has a great sense of humor. He is often the cause for the family laughter I was referring to earlier. As an attorney, he also gives some great opinions and sides to conversations. When Caitlyn told AJ that Adrienne loved him on their 2nd date, AJ kept his cool and kept dating her. And as the first one to marry into our crazy family, he has always been an awesome brother. He has brought the sweetest firework shows to our July festivities and made everyone excited about fireworks.

Matt: Matt is infamous for his dry humor. While I love it since I chose to be married to him, it always brings the same dry laughter to our family. Every so often, though, Matt can hit the spot with an actually good joke and bring tears to the eyes because of our laughter. Every so often :) One such time was when Elise was telling us about a time when Andy broke his arm and didn't tell anyone about it. He kept playing football through the pain and it really ruined his arm for a while. After Elise finished telling the story, Matt said, "So when he hurt his arm, did he throw some dirt on it?" 

Thomas: While I was only 12 days old when Tom passed away, one memory that my family has given me of him has helped me feel a close bond to him. All my siblings were taking turns holding me, and Thomas really wanted a turn. We have a picture of him looking a little grumpy while one of my other siblings held me. I know he loved me because when my mom was pregnant with me, she made a blanket for me that Thomas really loved. He was sad to know it wasn't for him, but he gave it to me when I was born anyways. While Tom's death was a horrible tragedy for my family, I truly believe it brought my family closer together, and I know it will be the most incredible reunion when we all get to see him again in heaven. 

Jennie: Jennie is the potsticker queen, and always has been. She would make potstickers for us all the time on the weekends. We would get some of the neighbor kids over when we were little and play like we were spies or wizards. So, when someone in our ward made Jennie, Caitlyn, and me wands, we were able to really bring our playing to life. Jennie is a gorgeous cosmetologist, but when she was little she once walked outside completely naked (probably 4 years old), and once she cut her own hair, and it had to be cut into a boy's hairdo. One thing is for sure, if anyone ever made fun of her, her siblings were right there to defend her.

Caitlyn: I have several vivid memories of Caitlyn sleep-walking, screaming in the middle of the night, and screaming and crying when trying new things while boating. Caitlyn used to have night-terrors, and she would wake up screaming, and sometimes thrashing, in the middle of the night. It was something that would make my heart pound violently and make me super nervous. Jennie and I were often the ones there to comfort her and help her calm down. Sometimes, me and some other members of my family would be up watching the news or doing something at the kitchen table, and Caitlyn would suddenly walk in in her nightgown with droopy eyelids. Most of my siblings have seen this occurrence and we'd all say, "Go back to bed, Caitlyn", because it was kind of scary. She was very obedient and would turn around straight away and go back to her room. My dad was less spooked I guess, because he would say, "What are you doing, Caitlyn? Don't go outside. You need to go to the bathroom? Well, it's right there in that door next to you." Boating has always been one of my family's favorite things, but I think it brought some anxiety to Caitlyn. We tried to help her learn how to wakeboard or ski, starting her at the shore once, and from behind the boat. She would sometimes start crying the second she would get in the water, and would come back in the boat because of it. Other times she would start crying once she'd fall into the water after attempting to get up. We all look back on these memories as being pretty funny, even Caitlyn.

Of course, all of our nieces and nephews create very memorable events. They say the funniest, cutest things. They also bring some awesome chaos to every party, but it's amusing.... after the fact anyways. Our family has many amazing memories that have been made together, and we are all really close because of that. I have heard of siblings in some families having vendettas against each other and refusing to work it out, even when they are full-grown adults, but I know that is something that will never happen to my family. We have too many good and joyous memories that tie us tightly together and because of that, I am very proud of my family and love them so much.



If you want to just post a short memory, it would be the time in St. George over Thanksgiving, at Las Palmas, when we sat in a circle, built up static electricity in a super staticy chair, and barely touched fingers together to see how far the static would go. It went all the way to Zach's tongue once (Nick's friend). That was an awesome experiment.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Pioneer Day and Happy Birthday to Nick and Efi! Also, Uncle Dave, Grandpa Cook and Rosilene!

Happy Birthday to Nick this coming Friday and Happy Birthday to baby Efi this coming Friday, too. Sara is going in to have a scheduled C-Section and the baby will be born on her daddy's birthday.  We're so excited.  Happy Birthday to my brother David, on the 27th, and my dad on the 30th.  (We sure miss him).  Happy Birthday to Rosilene on the 31st.  

Family History has been on my mind this week.  It started with an email invitation to participate in a 72 hour indexing push (Kentucky Marriage Records).  I accepted the invite, then promptly forgot because of all of our family activities.  When I turned on my computer last week to begin my family newsletter, I saw a reminder email.  I opened up the indexing page and did a couple of batches, then did a few more on Monday.  The indexing "push" was over Sunday night, but there were still Kentucky Marriage records to be indexed so I felt that I at least made an effort on my commitment.  Later, I got a call from Janet Porter, our Cook Family Organization Vice President of Genealogy.  I had agreed to help her prepare a program for the Cook O Rama coming up on the last weekend of September (The Thursday night before General Conference).  Her call was a reminder as I'm obviously very forgetful about my commitments. Our idea for the Cook O Rama is to center it around how we can teach our families about their ancestors.  She had found an article in the New York Times called, The Family, Stories that Bind Us.  The article states, "The single most important thing you can do for your family may be the simplest of all: develop a strong family narrative."  It mentioned that among a group of disabled students, “The ones who know a lot about their families tend to do better when they face challenges,” The last paragraph of the article: "The bottom line: if you want a happier family, create, refine and retell the story of your family’s positive moments and your ability to bounce back from the difficult ones. That act alone may increase the odds that your family will thrive for many generations to come."
So, we are using that article, and also one by Quentin L Cook The Joy of Family History Work, to plan the Cook O Rama for September.  We are going to invite families this year, and have a couple of skits that can be used in Family Nights, and some FHE lessons, etc.  Then at the end, we'll probably spend a short time teaching everyone how they can get started on family history--especially for those of us who feel, "so much has been done, I'm overwhelmed, and I don't know where to start."  (So, mark your calendars now because I think this will be an excellent way to spend your time on Sept. 1).  
Anyway, reading these articles and thinking about these assignments led me to ask all my children for memories.  Adrienne and Caitlyn responded.

Adrienne:Hey, so I was thinking about some of my favorite memories traveling. And I remembered Goblin Valley. That was SO much fun! We played hide and seek and lots of other games that I can't remember, but I do remember how much fun we all had as a family! Also, when we would drive to Florida dad would put that mattress in the back of our BMW, [Big Mormon Wagon] and we would bounce around and have a party the whole way there!

There was one time I was lucky enough to come to Utah with you and Tom before he passed and I remember walking out into the snow one of the mornings we were there and the snow being so deep that Tom just sunk right down in!

Caitlyn said that the memory she wanted to share was when we went to the Yurt:
When I was around 8 years old we went on the Yurt trip.  It was around Christmas time.  I remember the long drive and the long hike up to the Yurt.  I wasn't a fan of the snow shoes.  I remember pushing my feet up and down in the snow and beginning to get tired.  I remember AJ and Adrienne were married and Elise was recently returned from her mission.  Toby (Nick's friend) came along as well.  When we got there, I fought Jennie for the top bunk, but we ended up sharing, which was a mistake. 
It was a fun trip at the beginning.  I remember the warmth of the small fire, the struggle to make clean water with snow.  I remember the delicious scones and the warm hot chocolate.  We played cards game, weird games, some other games I don't remember.  And--I remember how cold it was.  It took us forever to get warm.  Then comes the bad part.  During the night Jennie was trying to get into my sleeping bag because she was cold.  I refused her entry like I usually do (although I think we are better friends now).  And then I remember falling off the bed--that 6 foot high bed--onto the hard wood floor--stupid night terrors.  I remember throwing up all night long.  I felt bad for everyone else.  I remember that most of my siblings were mad at me because they wanted to sleep.  And I remember Toby making sure that I was all right, and concluding that I had a concussion.  That night was one of the longest nights of my life.  When everyone was awake the next morning, I remember the smell of French toast in the air and how I was not allowed to have any because I would throw it up.  That was the worst part of the trip.  But I remember there were funny parts, too.  I remember seeing Toby's name in the snow the next morning--written in pee.  I remember mom struggling to find a flashlight in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom [in the outhouse] and her panicky self.  Then as we went back, I was lucky enough to ride on AJ's sled with the cooler.  good thing he's strong.  The car ride back was a little bit miserable because I was nauseous the whole way, but I had my coke and my saltines.  We got back on Christmas Eve.  I was worried our Christmas was ruined, but, it turned out to be one of the best Christmases yet. 

I can't help but add my memories of that experience:  
The hike in to the yurt was really fun.  It was only about 1 1/2 miles but it was very cold and the snow was very deep.  We had snowshoes, which were fun but a lot harder than I had thought they would be, so I didn't use them the whole time.  We did have a great time in the evening, it was when we all went to bed that things changed.  The Yurt had this large, insulated door that you were supposed to close to keep the heat in.  We had the wood stove going but we never figured out what that insulated door was until we were leaving the next day--needless to say, it was freezing.  We could not get warm.  The bunk beds had pads--but they were a joke.  I couldn't get warm--or comfortable.  Sleep would never come for me.  I also was the one who made the mistake of allowing Caitlyn to sleep on the top bunk.  I don't know why I didn't think about her night terrors.  I got up to go to the outhouse at about midnight.  I had to go alone.  It was 0 degrees outside.  At regular intervals, Caitlyn would scream, then settle down again.  At about 1:00, she sat up, screamed, and rolled out of bed.  At least after that I had company in my sleeplessness.  No one got much sleep after that.  I told Roy he'd never get me back to a Yurt again, and I've been true to my word.  
This week I went to a funeral of a man who was in our ward until about a year ago when his wife left him.  He had been addicted to pain killers all of his adult life and as a result lost his health and his wife. He was one year older than I am.  It was a sad funeral.  The three children shared memories of their dad.  The memories of the two sisters were not very complementary memories, in my opinion.  The older daughter remembered when her dad had taken her to "Galaxy Diner" to get a chocolate coke and a cherry coke--it was a Sunday.  She remembered thinking it was bad, but because it was her dad it would be okay.  Walking out of the diner with their cokes, her dad tripped and spilled coke all over the both of them.  He looked at her and said "Let this teach you that you should never break the Sabbath."  Then he said, "What are we going to tell mom."  
The other one was even less complementary--the younger sister remembered going hunting--just her and her dad.  She was wearing big waders to protect her from the wet and cold, and while walking behind her dad, she got stuck in the mud.  She knew she was supposed to be quiet, so she just waited several minutes until he noticed she wasn't with him.  He came back and lifted her out of the mud and turned around and began walking again.  She had so much muck and mud in her boots that she tipped right over.  Again, her dad didn't notice for some time and she patiently waited for him to come back.  When he did, he laughed and dumped all the muddy water out of her boots and put them back on her.  She said her feet were cold all day, but they didn't go home because, "we haven't killed anything yet."  
I'm not sure why she would share that memory.  I hope at my funeral your memories are happier.

These stories did remind me of a couple of times that we did not keep the Sabbath as we had been taught.  The first was when I was pregnant with Dan.  We went over conference weekend down to the Sand Dunes.  The plan was to play and enjoy Nick on Saturday, and then to listen to Conference on the radio on Sunday.  Sunday morning, a neighboring camper offered Roy the use of his three-wheeler.  The fact that it was Sunday was forgotten completely.  We didn't even think about it.  Roy took the three-wheeler for a ride on the dunes and came back to take me for a spin.  I got on the back and we went off.  As we headed up a hill, the three-wheeler started to tip and we went over.  It landed on me.  Roy was concerned about me because I was pregnant.  He jumped up and pulled the bike off of me.  I looked at him and blood was literally spurting out of his leg.  He looked down and saw it and immediately sat down and put pressure on his leg.  He told me, "If I pass out, continue to put pressure on the wound until you can get the bleeding stopped." Luckily for me, he didn't pass out.  I had to drive the motor home  (we were using my parent's motor home) and take him to the hospital.  He had a lot of stitches.  The first question my dad asked when we called him and told him what happened was, "Did it happen on a Sunday?"  He had also learned his lessons of the Sabbath the hard way.
There was another time that we broke the Sabbath.  We had been asked by Wendy Sharon (one of the actresses in some of our plays) to go to Road Atlanta.  Her husband owned it, so we could go in with VIP tickets.  Our first response was that we should say no.  It was on a Sunday.  But we kind of talked ourselves out of that option.  Paul Newman was racing that day and we thought maybe it would be okay just this once.  We didn't have anything terrible happen--but our kids were disappointed in us and the day was kind of miserable because of it.  Paul Newman didn't even look up at all the people gathered to watch him get ready to race.  Not even a wave.  I remember being disappointed in him as a person, that he wouldn't acknowledge his fans.

No one else sent me a memory.  You can all try again for next week :) 

Other than thinking about family history and memories, we also made some new memories this week. Monday night Roy and I went with friends out to dinner and to the Hale Center theater to see Big River.  It is amazing the talent they can get to act in the plays there.  Roy left Tuesday to go on High Adventure with the young men.  Yes, he's been released, but when you have a boat, you're never really released :)  I spent 3 days sewing.  It was great.  I also was able to spend a lot of time with Caitlyn.  We practiced violin, played a few games of Splendor, and watched Merlin as well as a movie or two.  


Nick was also with Roy at the High Adventure Camp.  He braved the cold water for a bit of wake boarding.

You'd think that Roy would've been tired and wanting a rest when he got back.  However, he couldn't rest Friday afternoon/evening because he was helping with the Bountiful 24th of July parade.  He helps every year as part of the Ham Radio Club.  Their job is to keep the parade moving along and to minimize the gaps in between entries.  This year he did that, but he also was in charge of getting a group of Young Single Adults there to pull handcarts. He took care of all of that Friday afternoon and evening, and then, as he is starting to realize how few weekends we have left to play this summer,  he wanted to take the boat out.  Crista, Matt and Ruby were our willing captives on Saturday.  We went up to Strawberry to fish, Matt, Crista, Roy and Caitlyn threw their lines out.  No success.  When we pulled up the anchor to change locations, it was obvious why we had been so unlucky--all four lines had gotten caught in the anchor rope.  I guess it was because it was so windy (or lack of skill???)




Roy's  Young Single Adults parade group
Dan and Jieun enjoying California

We had another night of Fireworks Saturday night--courtesy of the Greens (Mark Green supplied the fireworks, AJ supplied the locale)


Ori, enjoying the proceeds from her garden.  That is one large Armenian Cucumber.  

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Another quick trip to Flaming Gorge

 Last week I was able to skate with Dan's girls, and this week I met Ollie and Gunnar at the rink.  I had told Adrienne that she could push Finn on the ice in the stroller, so she was totally planning on that, but at the last minute decided to try him in a pair of skates.  Big Mistake.  No way was Finn going back to the stroller after that.  He loved it, even though there was no possible way he could stand on his own. He wanted to, though.  Gunnar skated until Adrienne and Finn got off the ice (about 10 minutes) and Ollie lasted 15 or 20 minutes.  They were mostly in it for the treats.  Still, we had a good time.






Crista came down on Thursday to put up apricots.  I was so glad she was ambitious enough, because I hated to see all our beautiful fruit go to waste.  Roy asked me to do 12 jars, even though we're moving, so I did.  Sara came over, too, and made fruit leather for us.  We also made some jam and we accidentally made syrup because I read the jam directions VERY poorly.   I snuck away and went skating for a couple of hours because I'm selfish like that. (I justified it because  I worked on the apricots for at least an hour and a half before Crista arrived).

 Roy and Caitlyn and I drove up Friday to take the trailer back to Flaming Gorge (we had it down for some repairs).  We took Gunnar and Ollie with us.  They had a ball.  We showed them the cool dead tree on our hiking trail.  They were a little more concerned about the bugs than Dan's girls were--especially Gunnar.  someone had  built a swing.  The boys tried it out, but it wasn't very comfortable.





Losing daylight--but so beautiful








Ollie loved the horses in the neighboring field.
We took the boys swimming in the lake.  I thought it was something they'd be use to doing, but walking into the lake from shore freaked Gunnar out a little bit.  I guess he usually swims in  swimming pools and maybe off the boat.  It might not have helped that I found a dead crawdad and showed it to him.  He was a little afraid that the crabs or fish might get him.  He swam about 10 minutes and Ollie lasted about 15.  This seems a bit similar to the skating experience--Is there a pattern here?
We saw a chipmunk, some lizards and deer.  We looked for the marmots, but couldn't find any.

Sunday we had Adrienne's and Nick's families to dinner.  Dan was in California, Crista home in Logan, and Elise home in Texas.
Here are a few more pictures of the camp-out, and a couple of others that were sent to me this week.









Love

Sunday night after dinner




Doyeon and Yuna and Jennie
Max, exercising to the video.  He's right in sync

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Independence Day

Independence Day!  We were able to enjoy the 4th of July this year with many of our family members. We missed Elise and her family--Elise was in Myrtle Beach with her in-laws, and Andy was in officer training in San Antonio.  Independence Day is Andy's favorite holiday for obvious reasons and he has spent many years serving our country and putting his life in danger for our freedom.  This year he had to forego the fun celebrations and stay on base.  Even though he had the time off, he could not leave the base and still be paid, and his family was too far away to easily join them.  He was lonely this year and hungry, too, I heard, since everything was closed and he hadn't planned accordingly.  So, Andy, thank you from me for your sacrifices for all of us.  Here are a couple of cute pictures of Max and Maverick on their fourth of July.


The rest of us had a relaxing and fun day.  We joined the Mark Green family at their home for swimming and dinner, then we moved down to our home where fireworks are legal (Green's are past the line where you can set off fireworks--too close to the mountain I guess), and had a fantastic personal fireworks show.  Thanks to Mark Green and Matt for the entertainment.




Ori and Yuna love each other--but this is one of those
rare occasions where they really got along


Finn with his grandma Lisa 

Gunnar announced the name of each firework as AJ got ready
to set them off.

Up at the pool.  Gunnar would swim, get dressed, then swim again.  He's a really good swimmer.


On Wednesday Roy and I went to Becky Cook's father's funeral.  This is what Nan said about it

 "Today we attended Becky Cook’s father’s funeral. Becky paid a wonderful, serious tribute to her father,

Bill Inman, and it was fun to get to know him. He was born in Kentucky and orphaned about age 5. His

two older sisters cared for him and his younger sister. At 13 he was in a store when a woman came in

and asked if anyone knew how to drive because she needed someone to drive her and her daughter to

St. Louis. No one volunteered, so he said he could do it even though he had never driven a car in his life.

In St. Louis, he hitched-hiked to Utah and stayed here until his sisters came and insisted he return home.

A few years later, he came back to Utah and stayed. Becky said a couple of hours before he died, he

looked up at about a 45 degree angle and it looked like he could see something. He was really happy.

Becky asked, “Dad, do you see Tim?” Tim was his son that died a few years ago. Her father didn’t

respond, but closed his eyes. A few minutes later, he opened his eyes again at a 45 degree angle and

looked terrified. Becky said, “Dad, Is that Mom?"

"Her brother, Todd, also spoke. His talk was full of humor and very cleaver. He said that if his father had

known that the bill for the nursing home was coming out of his money, he would have died years ago.

He also said that just in case you can take your money with you that David, being an accountant, totaled

his assets and enclosed a check in the casket. I found the funeral interesting and entertaining."

I used Nan's words because she remembered so well.  It was an interesting funeral, and sad, too, because, although I think the family had an LDS background, they were never active and did not take advantage of the blessings the gospel could have offered them.  Becky gave a very good talk.
After the funeral, we went to lunch with Bruce and Nan to Caputo's,.  While we waited for Nan and Bruce to get there, we stocked up a little on my addictions--Creo Breu and CHOCOLATE.  After luch we hurried to the lot to meet a Sunroc Representative to make some decisions about mouldings and railings, etc.  Speaking of our house, here are a couple of pictures of where we are currently in the building process.

Front 



And, finally, a bridge to the backyard so Roy can start messing around back there.  We need some truck fulls of dirt.

Updates on the family:  Sara will be having her baby around the first of August.  She's not due until later in the month but the Dr. doesn't want to take any chance of her going into labor for medical reasons.  Jieun is expecting a baby on January 9, and Crista gave us the awesome news this week that she, too is expecting.  She is due on February 11.  That will make 13 grandchildren.  That's pretty good considering that right now the oldest one is 6.

Roy has gotten really ambitious with his biking.  This weekend, he and Matt and Crista and one of Matt's cousins went on a bike tour in Logan.  "The Cache Valley Gran Fondo.  It was 50 miles.  Well, Roy and Crista went 50 miles, Matt and Tyler were supposed to go 100 miles, but somehow got routed wrong in the beginning and it turned out to be only 96 miles.  Matt was bummed--but the free sunscreen at the IHC booth made him happy so all was well.



We took Jennie and Caitlyn to West Side Story Wednesday night, and Thursday night we took Matt and Crista to Porgy and Bess.  I'm pretty sure I didn't love either story (I like happy endings) though the music was great in both.  Porgy and Bess probably wasn't a favorite of my dad's, but I was reminded of him just the same.  He loved opera.
Friday night before the big bike ride, we went to pizza to do some carb loading.  The only problem was that I wasn't doing the bike ride with everyone, but it was delicious.  Ruby loved it!  Cheese and bread, her favorite.  '



















Last Sunday night Dan invited us for a walk at his house after we went to the Singles Ward family prayer.  He didn't know he was going to get practically the whole family.  Crista and Matt were down for the weekend and Nick and Sara had stopped by.   It was totally crazy with all of us.  We walked from Dan's house to our new one.  It's fairly close, but there are some busy streets.
I get my heart rate up when I carry Yuna!
Dave commented on one of my weekly letters that we know how to have fun.  Of course, I'm not writing about my boring everyday routines, but we do have a lot of fun together. (That's why I didn't write a newsletter last week, there wasn't much to write about).  It is great to have so many of our family members close, and I'm grateful for airplanes and cell phones and Facetime, so I can interact with Elise and her family often.

Here are a few more pictures:


 Jieun sent me the two pictures above, but I don't know where they were taken.

We have had a bumper apricot year!  Dan and Nick each picked a 5 gallon bucket
Nan and Bruce picked a couple of 3 gallon buckets, and our tree is still loaded
(and dropping ripe ones all over the place).

I know where this picture is, I just don't know what Yuna is doing in our trailer.
Ori posing for her mom


"Free Swag", which according to Crista, means
she got the shirt and bag free.  She said "cheese" for this
picture.