Sunday, March 18, 2018

With All My Love

Elder Schenewark,

Happy Saint Patricks Day Porter! I love this holiday – mostly because I stop and think of my Irish-Scottish heritage. I love that side of my family history. We spent the day in Dublin -  Dublin Texas, that is. Right off their web page, “Get those Irish eyes smiling for hundreds of floats…” There might have been eight. But it was still fun. There were out of town visitors, just like us, perhaps a bit more festively dressed, enjoying the beautiful sunny day and mostly green attire.


We drove back into Granbury just in time for General Granbury Birthday Celebration Parade to begin, and caught our second parade of the day. Both threw candy, to the delight of your sister. And, in celebration of March Madness, and the newly instituted National Hot Dog Day, we ended our excursion with 14 Sonic corn dogs, especially priced at $.50 on the first Saturday of the March Madness Tournament.

Speaking of March Madness, your two younger brothers have been glued to their brackets, and a game if they’re able. And in the history of the NCAA March Madness Tournament, a record was made when a #16 team beat a #1 team – and it was not a buzzer beater. UVA is out. UMBC is in. That’s right, University of Maryland, Baltimore County, the Labrador Retrievers. Of course our brackets are all a mess. Most of us had them winning the entire competition. We did invite Luke to play this year, so we could get a little Porter in the bracket. He has Duke winning it all. Marshall was in the first round ranked 13th,and won over 4th ranked Wichita State.They play WVU tonight.

Nora even has her own, First Bracket, but she won’t count. My favorite name entries belong to the girls - AnneMarie’s HoopToWin and Breyer’s WonderGirl. And at press time, Breyer's in first place with possible points,with Miller and Luke running a close second!

The siblings have been out of school all week. Sawyer’s played a lot of basketball, Cooper had a lot of homework and got in a bit of forging with Hunter Dewey. Both boys had baseball practice to get ready for the season opening tournament next weekend. The weather has been absolutely lovely.

Miller had a thought this week that has turned into an event. He wants Breyer to be the winner of next year’s 2nd grade chess tournament, and has taken it upon himself, with my assistance, to chess teaching time. When she found out, she cried. And said, “But I don’t like chess.” I told her, “That’s okay. You can still be the winner. “ It’s a win-win situation no matter what. Breyer also decided she was old enough to start piano, so I have begun. I’m testing the waters, so to speak, and have found her faithful in practicing her one song without being asked. We’ll see.

We'll see less of Dad this week as Rudy is coming into town,and he's chaufferring him,including picking him up from the airport. It will be fun to hear about his adventures.

I was reading Elder Christofferson’s The Living Bread.  He said, “To eat His flesh and drink His blood is a striking way of expressing how completely we must bring the Savior into our life.” And then he said, “Holiness is the word…To eat the flesh and drink the blood of Christ means to pursue holiness.” From someone frequently unable to attend to the sacrament ordinance, I appreciated his insight into an ordinance that’s so undervalued and appreciated.

You are not undervalued or under appreciated.We love you. We love your weekly letters.We pray for you. We miss you.

Love,

Mom

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