After 6 years of begging, I finally gave in and signed Eden up for ice skating lessons. I tried to pacify her with gymnastics and even dance (we called it "ice skating on the ground") but she was not satisfied. She started last week and is in heaven. She is like a fish in water - I literally have to pry her off the ice after her 1/2 hour lesson and 75 minute free skate. I don't know where this is going, but one thing is for sure she is one happy camper.
Dave got the heads up this morning that we were going to have a couple of "special" talks on reverence today as the Stake Presidency was a little concerned about how loud our sacrament meetings have become. I thought ~ great, let's prep the kids ~ I told them that they were to be on their best behavior, no snacks, no toys, no talking, you get the idea... The meeting went pretty smooth until the Bishop got up. He very tenderly started talking about how important it is that we teach our children about the sacrament...it was at that moment that my family fell a part. Eden and Luke started fighting and Liza and Tucker started screaming---did I mention we were on the second row? I grabbed Luke and put him in a body hold and motioned for Dave to get Tuck and Liza out. Dave left with Liza and Tuck (so I thought...) and next thing you know, Tucker is up on the stand running back and forth behind the Bishop. My sweet friend sitting next to me jumped up to get Tuck, but he of cours
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