|He looks a little shell shocked here, but he did have a great birthday.|
|The skies stayed clear long enough for us to play Mexican Jumping Beans, where you stack cans of beans and try to see who can jump the highest.|
|Boston's got hops.|
|Luke enjoyed wearing a prop from the class presentation. Cooper's not the only one who is hilarious around here.|
|They were kind enough to hold the Kindergarten award ceremony right after the festival, since the parents were already there. Isn't she cute, looking all bashful?|
For Memorial Day we took our traditional trip to Fillmore for Mark's family reunion. The kids had a lot of fun playing with cousins, swimming (except for Boston, who was recovering from stitches on his arm--he hopped out of a tree and was impaled pretty good by a branch stub--we had to go to the ER) and eating yummy stuff. Here are some family pictures.
|Three of the cousins are missing because they are on missions in Kiribati, South Korea, and Brazil. Blake in the grey suit and red tie, just got home from Oregon, and Kelsey (next to Leslie) is about to leave to North Carolina.|
|Mark with his siblings and the folks.|
|This one is my favorite. Grandma Frances and Grandpa Day.|
|Leslie has had a very fun month with Youth Conference and field trips, and next week she has EFY summer camp at BYU and TWO separate girls camps. Here she is with some of her friends.|
Monkeys, no. But in another recent letter he said that they were living off of fish jerky and coconuts until the boat came in with supplies. But what do you do? The Gospel's true, so they are there to share it.
Luke overheard us talking about monkeys. The last month or so the kids have been motivating him to do things or go places by scaring him with imaginary threats, like, "Quick! A big doggie is coming!" I've tried to put a stop to it, but at some point they told him that monkeys were scary. Of course, with us about to enter a sacred place, he was starting to get very loud and wound up in the car. He put on his best tough guy voice and growled/yelled, "I puncha monkeys inna face!" over and over. Finally, trying to get him in a calmer mood so he wouldn't be loud and rowdy once we were in the temple, I told him, "Luke, no. We don't punch. We be nice."
He thought about that for a second, and in the same gruff voice he asked, "I puncha monkeys inna face........pleeeease?"
Amidst all that rough and tumble, he is super lovey. Yesterday all three boys climbed onto my bed as we were waking up, and were wrestling a bit. Luke, laughing hysterically, tucked one boy's head under each arm in a headlock and with a big smile declared, "I love you guys!!"