* Hinckley said the first two first, and then when we explained that we wanted actual things to “touch” he gave the second two.
I am thankful for the temple, where families are sealed together forever, and where I married my best friend.
I am thankful for my home office because that’s where I work to provide for my family, it’s where I study and learn a lot, it’s where I do some of my favorite leisure activities like playing chess and writing music.
Marcia the Elder:
I am thankful for the Grand Canyon because nobody fell in! And because I enjoyed spending a week down in the there hiking among the beauty, while I was in college, and then a couple years ago we got to go as a family* with the Fairlie women!
I am thankful for the hospital where I birthed my children, because there are caring doctors and nurses, and I am so glad that I did not have to clean up the “Lake of Machu Picchu”** in my house.
Marcia the Younger:
I am thankful for libraries because they have lots and lots of books, and I love books!
I am thankful for Compton Park because the bridge is very good for riding your bike over and it has a beautiful “river” there.
I am thankful for our house. I love our house because if we didn’t have our house we wouldn’t live anywhere, but we do have our house so that we have some shelter and a place to live.
I am thankful for the school because I need to learn, and the school is exactly the right place*** to learn.
I want to do what Hinckley said, but a little bit, a little part:
I am thankful for our house, well, because it has dishes.
I am thankful for Earth because it has a lot of houses, and a lot of people, and a lot of houses for that people.
* This was the only time Jacob had been to the Grand Canyon, even though he lived in Mesa, AZ for 14 years.
** The lake was so named by the midwife, because the older two children named the unborn Corban, “King of Machu Picchu” and he made a great lake during labor.
*** “Place” may be more of a concept than an actual location, because this year our kids are attending school online only. Here is the setup they have.
I am thankful for my parents for bringing me into this world, and for doing their best to keep me in it, too.
I am thankful for my husband Jacob, I might drive him crazy at times, but I love him.
I am thankful for Marcia Holland, Hinckley, and Corban for making me a mom, and for making me feel joy in more ways than I ever could have imagined.
I am thankful for my sister Ronda for being a great sister and example to me.
I am thankful for dedicated teachers who make a difference in the lives of children.
I am thankful for good friends who know and love me for me, and don’t try to make me be someone I’m not, you know who you are!
I am thankful for Elder Williams for using the priesthood, without whom I’d be unable to be here typing this.
I am thankful for my mission companions who taught me many things about myself, and how to love others better.
I am thankful for the many people that I have had the pleasure to serve with in the various church callings I’ve had over the years.
I am thankful for all the people who have been able to make me smile and think of good throughout these crazy times.
Thank you all of you world helpers!
Corban is in an interesting phase. He is trying out new combinations of food. Tonight we had pancakes for supper. He had his with margarine, bacon bits, and fruit spread. All at the same time. The other day he asked for a sandwich for lunch on toast, with margarine, mustard, and pepperoni. And he ate all of those. There are other combinations that I simply refuse to give him, like when he asks for sun butter and jelly with pepperoni, margarine, and mayonnaise.
…when you can successfully Rickroll your own children?
On school day mornings, in an attempt to expose the children to many different songs, we (honestly, Jacob is better at getting up first these days) wake them with a song. Most of the time they haven’t heard of it before. Sometimes they recognize it from a movie. These last two mornings we have played Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up.”
And they have been humming and singing it! It is a good thing they stay on mute unless they are supposed to talk for class. Otherwise we might be inadvertently Rickrolling two online classes.
Since March Marcia and Hinckley have been attending Jiu Jitsu classes over Zoom. Today they had their third (from home) belt testing online. They’ve earned their blue belts! It is a lot of work and they are learning great things.
While they were doing that Corban watched a video in the dining room on an iPad and played with his Mr. Potato Head. When I checked in on him, I found that he had stuffed his remaining candy from Halloween in the trunk.
There may be a global pandemic disrupting our normal plans, but we don’t have to give up everything we love to do.
For Halloween, which is likely my favorite holiday, we still celebrated with the kids.
Kids dressed up as Harry Potter, Hermione, and Ron. I told them I was Mrs. Dursley on wash day, and Jacob said he was the coronavirus and fake coughed at them every time they asked where our costumes are.
We used dry ice in pink lemonade to make “potion” to drink with supper, sent the kids on a scavenger hunt on the property to gather candy and snacks to enjoy, while we watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
I made us some dairy-free nut free candy bars. We were pleased that they taste good.
I hope you were all able to make the most of such a strange time to have Halloween.
I have spent a lot of time around little humans. All my life. The older I get, the more I wonder what is going on in their heads.
There are (few) moments that I catch a glimpse of a memory that lets me remember a hint of what was in my mind as a kid.
I often ask the little people in my home what they are thinking. I always ask what they dream about, when I go wake them up.
Mostly they don’t answer. However sometimes they do!
There was a stretch of time that Marcia the younger would look at me, grin really big, and say “rainbow aliens.”
The best I could understand, after asking her to describe them, was she was dreaming about light fractals, as seen on The Magic School Bus. Hooray for Ms. Frizzle!
Now, she mostly tells about dreams that involve her kindergarten classmates. And her teacher. Oh, how we wish her teacher could move up to first grade with her…. More stories from kindergarten are in order. At a later date.
As far as the youngest goes, he never answers. Mostly all I can figure is that Corban dreams of milk and Daddy. And probably of trying to be like the older two, too.
Hinckley, though, he always has an answer. And recently, he has to tell me all about his dreams before I can even ask. Sometimes he insists that he has to tell me all the details before I am allowed to say anything. At all.
This morning was one of those mornings.
He dreamed about roller skating. With Marcia. And it “was the best dream ever!”