The last week of May has passed. Richard and Timothy spoke in church. We watched Daniel’s last bell choir concert, had a rocket launch, house guests, a belated birthday cake, a camp out, watched the neighbor kids, and did some gardening. Paige came home for the weekend and I thought we would have a girls’ night on Friday, but the teens came home early from the fathers and sons camp to sleep. We are all worn out from the last weeks of school.
Richard finished the electrical switches for our new fan in the living room and Daniel unearthed all of the offending sprinkler pipe and heads that didn’t make it through the winter. He set out flags around the neighborhood in the early morning hours of Memorial Day. Mark and his friend Adam sold cookies and lemonade for two days on a corner and Mark came home with $15 and a sunburn. Daniel played the piano for seminary graduation.
I cut everyone’s hair while Richard watched Tora, Tora, Tora!, which has a script not unlike an episode of The Flintstones, but gave us the Memorial Day feeling. Paige won for the most hair lost, maybe 8-9 inches. There was smoked chicken, potato salad, and corn on the cob. A Masterpiece Classic movie played on some evenings, and I finished one of the latest Mitford novels. I seem to need those when I am serving in Relief Society.
My least favorite things to read or write on a blog are lists of family activities. However, these little things are important, especially as I see the family beginning to disperse on the wind to college, work, and summer activities.