written by Brother #1 for a school project:
Sep 20, 2011
School started the day after Labor Day here. I know it has been 2 weeks, but better late than never.
Brother #1 started 6th grade this year. The first week of learning locker combinations and getting to class before the bell was a bit of a challenge, but cross country also started, and he is in his element so there may be a balance.
Brother #2 started 3rd grade with the teacher #1 had when he was that age. #2 is glad to have this great teacher, but still wonders why there is only one Saturday in the week and 5 school days.
Brother #3 headed off to kindergarten without a glance back...until the second week, then he suddenly got nervous. I think we've worked out the jitters and are back on track.
Brother #4 is in this picture and holding his very own "backpack" (#1's lunchbox). Everyday when his brothers get on the bus he looks at me and says "me, mom". In a few years my son-and I'm afraid it will come quicker that I'd like.
Sep 12, 2011
I miss you. Can you send me your stewed tomatoes recipe? I could eat your stewed tomatoes, slightly warmed up, as breakfast, lunch, or dinner. I just spent 3 hours slicing, chopping, blanching, peeling, and seeding what I thought was a large number of tomatoes. Turns out I was able to can 8 pints. P-I-N-T-S, not quarts, and it just doesn't taste the same. As a college student, the presents you sent were always coveted. We knew we would find a towel, toothpaste and toothbrush, maybe some other necessities, and a bottle or two of plum jam, maybe some fruit, and of course, stewed tomatoes. These items might actually have been worth something in a family auction, but they were too dear to us. Today I am more aware of the value of your gift. The countless hours you spent at the kitchen sink preparing food for your grandchildren. But that's who you were...evident in EVERY single letter you typed up and mailed to each one of us, every week. Your acts of service to neighbors, ward members, family members, and our Heavenly Father while working at the temple were recorded in these letters for us to learn from. I doubt you knew the eternal impact that with each journal entry lessons were being taught and lives were being shaped. Thank you, Grandma!
Sep 6, 2011
Last year I followed "Chocolate on my Cranium" and "We Talk of Christ, We Rejoice in Christ" as they spent the month of September celebrating the family and the Family Proclamation. This year they have included some additional bloggers and condensed all the goodness into 2 weeks. I am looking forward to reading some inspirational ideas. Follow along...