We had a lovely Memorial Day visit in Idaho Falls. We spent time with family and visited graves. Nic recorded the GPS coordinates for all of the headstones we visited. I love Memorial Day because I always hear new stories and remember a few more ancestor names than the year before.
Clara and Molly
Brooklyn and Grandpa Moyne
Talmage perusing Aunt Anna’s Oriental Trading Magazine in the car traveling to the next cemetary.
Molly and Grandma Bums
Uncle Gary ‘listening’ at a grave with Hudson, Brooklyn, and Odette.
Talmage got lost at one of the cemetaries until a nice lady found him and asked him where he was from. He told her Spanish Fork, so she took him around looking for cars with Utah licence plates. He was so happy when they ran into Grandma Bums who saved him. Lost…but now found.
Brooklyn lost her first tooth last night. (Her front bottom right.) It was loose enough that Nic just grabbed it with his fingers and gave it a little tug. She left it under her pillow and got a dollar from the Tooth Fairy!
Nic and my cousin’s husband Shane put together some lovely garden boxes for our square foot gardens. Nic hauled in some dirt and got the seeds planted for us (with the ‘help’ of Brooklyn, Talmage, Clara, and our neighbor Orion.) If we can keep Clara from digging in the boxes like sandboxes and Brooklyn from walking on the edges like a balancing beam, we hope to see some green sprouts soon.
I had an excellent Mother’s Day. Nic cooked pancakes, we all went to church (a few fits there, but still good), Nic grilled hamburgers for lunch, then we all headed to Salt Lake. There we visited the LDS children’s museum, Temple Square, the State Capitol building, and also rode on the train. The kids gave me two fish as a present . We named them Tiger and Spot. Very fun – thanks kids and Daddy.
Mommy and Clara on the train.
“Cool! Our suckers match the flowers!”
Manger scene dress up at the children’s museum.
Brooklyn built a temple at the children’s museum.
In front of the (loud) fountain at the Conference Center.
My childhood comfort item was a toy that I didn’t think it looked like a monkey, dog, bear, or anything that I knew, so I called it a hoosit. His name was Buster. When he started getting ragged, Mom and Dad tried to replace him with a new hoosit. But to no avail. I just adopted the new hoosit into our Heather-hoosit circle. Her name was Bust-Ann.
I found my two friends in my cedar chest the other day while locating some mission pictures for Nic. I was happy when Brooklyn and Talmage decided to make them ‘alive’ again. I love watching them play and snuggle.
I also found my pink music box bear. I gave that to Clara. They both have big cute eyes. Clara winds her up and listens to the music when she goes to sleep.
Nuggle is a word from my childhood – childspeak for snuggle. The word has been adopted into our family now also. A day doesn’t go by that a kid doesn’t come up to me, blankie in hand, to ask for a nuggle. I love it. Nic is so talented, he can even nuggle them all at the same time – hehe!
Brook loves writing, drawing, and coloring. She likes to make books, write stories, draw pictures, etc. She even traced the printed picture of a chick on an Easter notepad she has and then proceeded to draw it on her own. She prefers pens to pencils because of the way it feels while she draws or writes.
Talmage was eating a hamburger tonight and said, “I’m going to pretend I’m in a hamburger commercial.” He proceeded to close his eyes and take a bite in slow motion.
The kids were playing a new version of Uno that uses farm animals. Brooklyn told Clara she needed to draw an animal since it was her turn. Clara said, “I don’t know how to draw animals yet!”
Molly calls her swimming suit her ‘soup.’
Talmage said, “When I’m a daddy, I’m going to order a little girl with curly hair just like Molly.”
Talmage saw the bamboo plant I bought for my desk. He said, “I can’t believe Daddy has a bamboo plant! If he eats it then we’ll know he’s a panda.”
Molly saw the root beer on the table this evening, but with her limited vocabulary, kept pointing at it and saying “Num! Dnk!” (Translation: “Gum! Drink!”)
