What Matters Most

We lost a dear friend of our family suddenly this week - and its been such a spiral of intense emotions. Hurting and aching for the beautiful spirit we lost and the family she left behind, wondering how we can help ease the pain, knowing there has to be some reason why this tragedy occurred but also knowing we won't find out in this life.

Our lesson in Relief Society today was about What Matters Most, and it was all I could do not to stand up and shout out at the top of my lungs, LIVING WORTHY OF OUR TEMPLE COVENANTS SO WE CAN ALL BE TOGETHER AGAIN SOMEDAY, that's it. That's what matters most to me. I know we can all be together forever, if we hold up our part of the bargain. And when it boils down to it, that's all that matters, being with our family and friends that feel like family. That love is stronger than death.

Dress Up.

Good thing I got our sweet vacuum in these pictures.

Note the new nightstands in the background that I found on the side of the road.

Home

I'm missing the view from my parent's front door.

And Lucy's missing her best friend.. So much that she calls the black lab in our neighborhood Sioux, and yes we are starting to work on colors.

C*A*M*P*I*N*G

Saw the famous basket office building on the way to the campground..

Happy Campers.

One with Kendall - she's so cute.

So pretty..

Volleyball courts make a great giant sandbox.

Camping rocks. I think I was delirious at this point from lack of sleep.

The hoodie cuddle.

This little kid is darling and a genius. Lucy loves him majorly.

Mother/Daughter stroll

Lucy doing what she does best - run away from me. She's saying hurry mom and waving me over because I can't keep up with this bug.

Summa, Summa, Summatime

A few of the couples in our ward decided to start an international dinner group.. once a month we pick a country and then we all contribute an authentic dish to the meal. No, people who have known me my entire life, my body has not been taken over by aliens.. I decided I like cooking. So there. Plus its helping me stock up on my spices so my mom is less shocked at my horrible selection when she comes to visit me. Month #1 was Caribbean and I made Aguacate Relleno. And it was good. And I put them on lettuce leaves for presentation points.

In other news - Lucy is still cute. Even when she is throwing fits in church, tripping and getting rug burns on her face and other fun fiascoes that make up our daily life. Girl is learning new words every day and cracking me up with them. Today I asked her what she wanted for breakfast and she said she wanted a muffin. Where in the world did she learn that? I have no idea. Maybe from me calling Trent a stud muffin. Wait I don't do that. This picture below is her passing out from sheer exhaustion after a particularly challenging Sunday.

I have to remember this so warning POTTY story ahead quit reading if its TMI (mom that's too much information, I know acronyms are not your strong suit) Last Sunday Lucy woke us up by yelling POOP POOP. So I of course think.. oh no biggie she pooped. Low and behold - we go to the crib. Girl has poop all over her crib.. like she rolled in it. Trent and I are dying like how did that happen? So Trent rushes her to the tub and discovers her diaper is missing.. we then realize that in the middle of the night - she took her diaper off and THREW IT ACROSS THE ROOM. Not just removed the thing but tossed it as far as she could outside her crib. Then pooped, and rolled in it. Good times. I'm not even going to get into the time she pooped on my parents doorstep.