Amuck, amuck, amuck!
What a funny word - but that perfectly describes the scene in the living room downstairs as I sit blissfully ignorant at the computer. The kids have got Rock Lobster playing and I just hear thumps and squeals with an occasional, short-lived cry thrown in. I'll let it go on for a bit longer, then put them all to bed.
Dave has gone to a Stake High Priest Quorum meeting or something or other. His marathon is fast approaching. He is actually tapering a lot on his running so he will be ready. We took Kenn to the airport this afternoon so he can drive back with Barb from Idaho. I was very impressed with the painted walls I saw in their bedroom...very nice. I think those white walls are finally getting to him! Anyway - it looks great. I was introduced to his new Mac set-up. Kenn will have to wipe off the drool that Dave left on the keyboard. I don't know that we will be upgrading any time soon, but we have managed to break out the 360. I've only played Call of Duty on it so far, but it seems nice. Now we just need to 'upgrade' all of our other games.
We are going to CATS on Tuesday, thanks to a Christmas gift from K&B. Uncle Brent is awesome enough to come hang with the kids while we go - our sitter is sick. Thanks, Brent!
Kids are great. Spring Break starts next week and lasts for 2 weeks. Ugh. The boys have baseball camp for one of those weeks. Isaac is really enjoying guitar and is doing really well - unless his guitar teacher just wants to guarantee her job through flattery. If so, it's working. Tay was seen by an audiologist at school and they said he has mild to moderate hearing loss. Great. Should I feel guilt for the times I've said, "Listen to me, Taylor! Open your ears!"? Don't worry - I do. We will get him fully checked out to see what the deal is. Parker is in love with a little girl named Grace in his class. He takes her little notes and steals chocolates from my stash to give to her. And Morgan continues to get her daily Phantom of the Opera fix and is known to suddenly break into song: Insolent boy, this slave of fashion...
We are well and love hearing from all of you. Take care and keep the news coming!
Adina
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