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Saturday, November 16, 2013

The Good News

Every Monday we do our best to hold a "Family Home Evening" with our children where we pray, learn about the gospel, sing, play games, eat treats, etc.  Family Home Evenings have been a really great tool to remind us to do what is really important as parents--do right by our kids!

Unfortunately, often our efforts do not even come close to our ideals.  I just hope that they are so many rough and ragged brushstrokes making up what will one day be a masterpiece?  (Thanks for the encouragement, Elder Bednar.)

This week was Mark's turn.  Sometimes I think that teaching the in's and out's of home financing to adults all day long somewhat skews his perception of what the kids will absorb.  To alleviate this tendency, sometimes I will give him suggestions about what we could use a little help with.  This week I handed him a lesson manual, pointed at what we discussed last week (quite successfully, I might add) and also what topics were up next on the list that we still needed to cover.  Then I went upstairs, knowing our evening was well in hand, especially since usually his lessons are quite engaging..

He is the dad, and sometimes I get a little bossy, but it was pretty funny to watch the implosion of our well-ordered night of enlightenment when he rewrote all of my well-laid plans.

He sat down in the teaching chair.  "Alright kids.  Tonight we are going to have a little discussion about what it means to be a missionary.  Who knows what a missionary does?"

Some ideas were thrown out, amidst the wiggling and posturing on the couch.  Finally we decided that "teaching the gospel" was a pretty good answer.

"And what is "the gospel""?  There were some answers that had nothing to do with the question, the gospel, or our evening.  Mark helped us out.  "I'll give you a clue.  The word 'gospel' means 'the good news'".  Then he allowed me to answer. 

"Well, the gospel is Heavenly Father's plan for us to follow Jesus and come back to live with Him and our families forever!"

Silence.  Surreptitious wrestling on the couch.  Whining.  Kicking.  Mark threatening the hooligans.  Cooper sat still and looked a little confused.  "And that's the good news???..."

At that sideways observation of our not-so-successful evening, Mark and I tried to keep our amusement under wraps.  My control didn't last long...

 Mark, somewhat frazzled, proceeded to completely ignore World War III on the couch, the baby screaming, etc., and skip ahead in our discussion by loudly (but expectantly!) reading from the manual and talking right over the heads of the anarchy. 

"How does one teach with power and authority?!!"

My eruption of choking giggles and laughing-on-the-floor-until-I-cried calmed everyone else down in a big hurry.

We decided to ditch the lesson, sing a few songs, and skip right to dessert and were much better for it!

Saturday, November 9, 2013

One of these things is not like the other...

We had a bit of a runaround this week.  Cooper was scheduled to have a "cleft rhinoplasty with rib graft" yesterday.   Of course, the night before surgery his mild, just-when-I-wake-up cough turned into a moderate-to-severe I'm catching a cold cough.  We still took him to pre-op on the off chance that they'd give us the green light, but it was a no go.  I guess that it's kind of a long surgery, and with a tube down your throat for your airway when you're under, it makes your sore throat, etc., a lot worse, not to mention greatly increasing the risk of pneumonia.  Oh, fine.  We are trying really hard to get it done this calendar year so it can be a freebie.  Otherwise we will just wait until (or if) I ever have another baby or we have some other medical expense that fills our deductible, because this surgery is completely elective.  He could wait until he's an adult, even.  We should have scheduled it sooner but
a. We were waiting for his bone graft in his front jaw to "take".
b. We didn't think about basketball starting in January.  He's supposed to wait six weeks before sports and now probably won't make it.  He's going to be crushed because he loves basketball and he gets to be on Boston's team (who will be playing regardless).  Oh well.  He's only in first grade.  That's a lot of money to save on a nose job!  Hopefully the doc still has a slot for him this year; we should find out next week.

So, when they do the surgery they are going to take a bit of his rib cartilage and prop up his left nostril.  They also might mess with his top lip so there is more of an even look (instead of a mountain on one side, flat on the other).  The doctor mentioned to Cooper, another benefit is that he'll be able to breathe a lot better playing all that basketball.  Cooper told me the doctor looked like Johnny Appleseed.  ?  ( I guess from the cap on his head looking like a backwards pot?)  He wasn't at all sad to get his surgery cancelled because they gave him a big slurpy to break his fast and he also had been begging for a doughnut all morning.  Of course I bought him one from the cafeteria on our way out.

I was a little disappointed not to have my overnighter with Cooper, being wakened by stats-taking-nurses instead of a teething baby, but oh well.

The morning of the nonsurgery I asked casually at the breakfast table whose Cooper's nose was going to soon resemble.  Macy's maybe?  No one had much of an opinion but apparently Cooper thought that was an interesting idea because today our neighbor Ryan told us something funny.

Ryan said that yesterday when Cooper came home from not having surgery, he told Ryan that he was going to have surgery on his nose soon.
Not knowing about the surgery in the first place, Ryan was surprised and asked why.
Cooper gave him a little attitude, pointed at his own face and said, "Does this LOOK like anyone else's nose?"

Speaking of crazy noses, here are some shots from Halloween.

Luke's pumpkin is supposed to look like it has a binky in.

OOh.  Didn't realize these Halloween shots were so out of focus.  Dang autosmart.  (Still learning new camera, I guess.)  Cooper wanted to be Frankenstein--pretty ironic in our surgery year.

The four of us were the Red Ridinghood story.  Luke made a pretty cute big bad wolf.  We did this same getup when Boston was a baby.  Leslie also got to wear her costume for her Halloween Band concert--very cute when Little Red plays the flute.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

the New Portraits are done...

 Pretty happy with these.  I think we are going to get big canvas black and whites.  Mom, do you want the color ones or black and white?  I may go back for another round with Luke who didn't want to look at the camera...