Favorite

We got to go to Disneyland with the entire family (including grandkids!) a couple weeks ago. I loved it all, especially bonding-with-the-grandchildren time. Extra rewards when Andrew chose to ride with me instead of his mom on Buzz and when Emma got so excited when Bethany handed her off to me that she leaned for me, then kicked and kicked and snuggled her face into my shoulder as if she couldn't contain her joy. I couldn't contain mine at that point!

But my very most favorite moment came when we were waiting for the World of Color show and my three daughters and I played Disney 20 questions. Okay, it wasn't the game that was so rewarding, but watching the interaction of my daughters. They're now approaching more of a peer level. They've always gotten along (for the most part), but Camilla was always very much in the little sister role because of the age difference. But she's almost 18 and for the first time I felt like I was watching the magical bond of sisters. Never experienced it myself, but so glad to be able to watch it in them. I had such an overwhelming feeling of love watching them. There really is something special about sisters. And I love my daughters!! (Guess which one is my favorite?!)

Another done!

We went to our VERY LAST Parent-Teacher conference EVER last week. The last teacher we saw (as has been the norm) was the seminary teacher. So as we exited the Seminary building, I pumped my fists in the air and starting singing the theme from "Rocky" as I trotted down the stairs. Yes, I really did--Mark laughed at me. And no, there was nobody else around. (I'm not stupid!) I felt so triumphant. Never missed any of the Parent-Teacher conferences, and Mark was able to go to most of them, also. (He's a good dad.) Only had a few teachers over the years that I wanted to strangle. For the record, I always resisted the urge. I never really minded talking with the teachers (most of them, anyway), but I didn't enjoy the waiting-in-line process. As our youngest moves on, we find ourselves migrating toward another stage in life. So far it looks good.

Done

I'm officially done with snow for this year. While I appreciate the need for it in the mountains to provide our water for the year, I really hate to drive in it. And I'm even more done with the cold. It feels like it has been a long, hard winter. And Spring keeps rearing its beautiful head to tease us and then disappears again. Please come and stay, Spring! I will be so grateful. Meanwhile, I'm just going to go to Disneyland with my family (my whole family--including grandchildren!!) and ignore the weather back home!