I want to be a family that does, not one that sleeps in and watches from a far. I posed this to my little family on Friday night, and proposed that we get up early on Saturday morning, and get all of our chores done, so that after Tanner’s soccer game we could go to Lake Tahoe and play and not be stressed over our undone chores. Not that the kids will be stressed, but if I’m stressed over undone things, I’m not relaxed and able to enjoy myself. So Saturday morning we rose, and Danny mowed the lawn while Emma and Tanner jumped into the van and started to clean. I then took the kids on a bike ride, all 4 of them while Danny swept the front porch, those wind storms caused all kinds of debris to blow into the entry way. So with lawns mowed, van cleaned, and the house mostly in good shape because I was able to get everything cleaned during the week we set out to Tanner’s soccer game. Their team won and they are undefeated. Yeah, yeah, I know that isn’t whats important, it’s team work, and excercise etc… but who really wants to lose? Tanner played goalie the entire game and the game was close. I felt bad for Tanner because he missed a couple of shots, and I could tell he was disappointed with himself, but he really did stop a lot of shots, and did a great job. I was proud of him.
Anyway, we were up to Lake Tahoe by 1:30ish, and I felt like we’d accomplished so much, and I was able to just sit on the beach relax and watch the kids play. Even Alyssa was getting into the water, which is very cold this time of year, around 45 degrees, but she was so intrigued by the whole experience. There of course was the token naked sun bather, luckily she was laying face down. She seemed uncomfortable with us there, because I posed the kids on a rock right above her for some pictures, but I figured if she was uncomfortable then maybe she should put some clothes on. There are nude beaches at Tahoe, find one of those.
Anyway, things got interesting up there with Tanner, I’ll put it like this.
This is Tanner after falling ten feet off of the rocks and into the freezing cold lake, and being fished out by his father. Only minor injuries, a few scrapes, bruises, and a little terror, I think he learned his limits on how far he can jump from one rock to the next. Good thing Emma was with him, he was deep in the rocks and we might not have known where he was if she wasn’t there to direct us to him.
So I got a new calling I’m the new primary chorister. This is a very scary calling for me because I have no knowledge of music. I did my calling for the first time today and I felt like a one man circus act, but the kids all seemed to have a good time and they were all attentive. I have to lead them for Mother’s Day next Sunday and then the whole ward will know that I just wave my hand with no intent to lead anything… sigh, hopefully they will all be looking at their little ones, and pay me no mind (pay no attention to the man behind the curtain).
If anyone has any thing they have done or seen work in their ward that was fabulous, I need ideas, lots of ideas. Our ward primary is HUGE, and I’m SCARED. OK, my cry for help is out there, someone somewhere send me something please don’t let me think that no one is actually reading this…