Bonus! I forgot your preparation day is on Friday, and realized I had a few more days to write. Not that I want to get out of the Sunday evening tradition of letter writing. So for a few weeks while you're in the Brazilian MTC, you might get a two'fer.
My Brazilian Three'fer
My Brazilian Three-fer Five Years Ago
Hunter found a chess club that meets at the Fort Worth Barnes and Noble, going last week with great anticipation of domination. Unfortunately, no members were as enthusiastic, none even making an appearance. He went again with your father, after having contacted someone by phone, but they went to the wrong store. He's done. He does love some chess.
Uncle Aaron recently challenged Hunter to reclaim the golf and chess crowns, Hunter won before his mission. He's excited to enjoy these familial relationships that make family so sweet.
Breyer, Miller and Sawyer have been getting ready for school, mostly by cleaning out their backpacks, and reloading with school supplies. They had an open house, or meet 'n greet on Monday. It's fun to watch them in their environ. Breyer hugs all the teachers she's acquainted with, which isn't just kindergarten teachers. Music, gym, library...everyone. And they all knew and loved her. Miller went for two, his first and second grade teachers. We lucked out with Miller's teacher, as she's our neighbor up the street. We were hoping to have her for Breyer's kindergarten teacher, but they moved her to fourth grade so Miller gets her. Breyer gets the teacher she wants, the one with the best reputation in kid world, Mrs. Thigpen. She's a hoot. It's a good year all around over at Oak Woods.
On your siblings first day of school Wednesday there were much wailings and gnashing of teeth. Bringing in new supplies to your classroom, meeting your teacher, and maybe trying on new hand-me-downs is exciting, but getting out of bed not so much. Hunter and I spent the morning mowing the acre, but I'm sure they wouldn't appreciate our efforts in the 95 degree but really feels like 102 degrees weather.
Since I worked at night and went to bed, and Dad went into school, Hunter had the house all to himself. He wanted to go to the temple, but he wouldn't have made it back in time with the car for pick up. So he read, played some on line chess, visited the library, ate some more. His usual modus operandi. I think he's hoping to leave first thing in the morning. He might have had an impact involving the beast parked on the driveway, and the new 4 runner, but I won't confirm. I can't believe we go for decades without dings or dents and we have two in a month.
So much more so than when Tanner went to Brazil, and even Hunter, the world is in unrest. Civil and criminal activity abound. Disturbances nationwide are more commonplace. Terrorist attacks continue, and evolve. This week's method includes driving vehicles into crowds here and abroad. Be safe. Be wise. Be vigilant.
You Come Back Home to Me.
Love,
Mom
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