Today at dinner, Max unveiled some pearls of knowledge that I hadn't ever heard before:
He has his own private company called Candy Co. Oddly enough, Candy Co. doesn't make candy. All of its products are made from copy paper, like paper airplanes or pictures of robots.
He's incredulous about my definition of the word incredulous.
This was the last weekend before school starts, and as Phineas and Ferb remind us, summer is for doing awesome things that you just don't have time to do during the school year. This weekend, we totally tackled that and the boys would have been proud. It started with a group text message Friday afternoon that said "any of you interested in waterskiing tonight?" The answer to this question is yes. Pretty much always.
(Man, I'm glad to be finished with school on the weekends.)
Not only was the water warm and glassy, absolutely beautiful weather and spending quality family time on the boat, but we actually convinced Sophie to try waterskiing. I don't have the video of that because it's on Spencer's phone and he hasn't sent it to me yet. (hint hint) So enjoy this picture of family time in glassy water.
Not only did Sophie try waterskiing, but she got up for just a second.
Yes, Sophie got up on waterskis. We're super proud of her. And we got her back in the boat before it stopped being fun. It was a great night.
Then Saturday came, our 11th anniversary. I slept in and decided that I wanted donuts for breakfast. So I drove to Krispy Kreme and the special donut flavor of the month was caramel chocolate. (She loves caramel). Did I mention that I'm loving not having school on the weekends? Then we went to the Provo Farmer's Market and got fresh raspberries (Chelsea's favorite food in the entire world) and we ate them as we sat in the shade under a tree.
We came home and took a nap, woke up and dropped the kids off at their grandparents' house. The kids were super excited about that part.
Chelsea and I went to the spa for an hour-long massage and pedicures (my toenails look great) and then tried a Sri Lankan restaurant. We'd never had Sri Lankan food before and it was pretty tasty. A great day, for sure.
But the weekend didn't stop there. Sunday was a good day too. One of the lessons rolled boringly along until I decided to ask a piercing question, effectively derailing the lesson that was planned. The ensuing discussion was more interesting and emotionally relevant and I came away with a thought I hadn't considered before, so that was definitely worth it. I felt a little bad for the teacher, but my way, he had to do less talking and he seemed a little uncomfortable with that. We came home, Chelsea took a nap, I played some Ratchet and Clank and then went to pick up Dallan and Kris.
Then one of the worst things that can happen to a Mormon guy happened to me. I got a text message from the bishop, asking if he and his counselors could come over as soon as their meeting finished. And they wanted to talk with all of us. With stake conference (a regional meeting) coming up, I was certain I was going to be asked to do something big, which I was pretty sure I wasn't ready for. So after sweating that for a little while, they came over and it turns out that since none of them were at Sophie's confirmation, we had to redo it. No big deal. Everything's the same, we just had to have one of them there for it. Easy breezy.
After that, we looked at the moon through the telescope and fought to get the kids in bed.
What the fairy tales don't tell you is that "happily ever after" is astoundingly hard work, but is absolutely possible.
