Me and My Boys

Well, Serious Man celebrated his 12th birthday on Saturday, November 7. Wow! He's 12!

He is now done with primary and has moved on to the Deacon's Quorum at church. I couldn't believe how excited he was to go participate in the Young Men's program at church. Later this month he will be ordained a deacon by Pablo with his two grandfathers and three uncles participating. He will also have the opportunity to pass the sacrament with Pablo, Pablo's dad, my dad, my two younger brothers, Pablo's two brothers, and his Uncle Mac. He is really nervous about that. I am so thankful my parents will be here to see their first grandson receive the priesthood. I am also thankful to have a worthy husband who can do the ordination and be such a wonderful example for Serious Man.

Last Friday I had a funny moment with Silly. I was talking to Serious Man about needing to daily put on deodorant because no one wants to sit next to the stinky kid. So I see Silly smelling his armpits and he asks, "Mom, do you think it may be time for me to start wearing deodorant?"

I pondered what he said and told him to come by me so I can check. The first smell I had from him was just what a little boy smells like. Then I decided to take a better whiff. My mistake! Silly is starting to stink! I had to go find a deodorant for him.

So now I have a man, a preteen, and a boy who wear deodorant in the house. They are sure getting expensive!

This last Saturday was Little Man's soccer game. I was a bit sad because I didn't get to see his last game because Serious Man had a game at the same time. From what Pablo told me he did really well. I just wish I could of had Pablo take more pictures for me.

That Saturday Serious Man finally scored. He was between the half circle and the top of the goalie box. He got a great pass from one of his teammates and he just kicked it towards the goal. The ball hit the back of an opponents neck because he ducked and then the ball went through the goalie's hand. The goalie tried catching it, but with his hands outstretched above his head he could not close his hands to stop the ball. That was the only goal the team scored that game. I was sure excited for Serious Man and was so bummed I did not have a camera.

Monday
November16, 2009

At the boys' school every year the parents are asked to put together an emergency pack for each child. I have finally been doing that this week for them. This is what we are asked to put together in a gallon size plastic bag:
2 - 8 oz of juice in a can
2 - dried fruit packages or 4 oz of canned fruit with a pop top
2 - 3 oz cans of tuna, chicken, or other lunch meat with a pop top
or
2 - prepackaged cheese and crackers or peanut butter and crackers
2 - granola/energy/protein/ etc bars
2 - plastic spoons and forks wrapped in napkins
2 - individual towelette packets
1 - solar blanket
1 - light stick
1 - family picture (with name, address, and phone # of an out of area family member)
1 - personal note

Now I don't have a problem with any of these items, but I am bothered by the last item. It is just the thought of having to write them a note knowing that something horrible has happened. Not knowing if I will be able to get immediately to their school or not knowing if one of them is seriously hurt. How does one write a note that will provide enough comfort to get them through this horrible situation? Will they know how much I love them? Will they understand how important taking care of each other is? It's so hard for me because I'm the kind of person who does not like to imagine the worst case scenario. I have a hard time thinking that anything bad will happen to my boys.

The note is the last thing I have done for each of their packs. The only way I was able to do it, after 3 days of pondering it, was with much prayer. I hope that if that horrible emergency does happen that each of the boys will read the note I wrote and be comforted and feel loved.

Thursday
November 5, 2009

Go here and you will see that it won a recognition. I saw this during General Conference and loved it! Along with the one following it.