With All My Love

Elder Schenewark,

Hunter’s coming home is the news of the week, at least from Granbury. It’s been wonderful. I picked him up on my way home from work Thursday, and although it took us FOREVER to get home, due to the metroplex traffic at 5 p.m., it’s worth it. We’ve bombarded him with requests and activities. He’ll be glad when Monday comes so he can catch his breath. I take this back. I just found out he's going to work with your father.

Friday your siblings were all out of school, except for Breyer. The school district is using flex days every six weeks instead of having a week at the end of the school year. Dad, Hunter and Sawyer went fishing down off the Brazos River accessible through Pecan Plantation. Sawyer always wins with the fish count but Hunter was a close second. Then Dad. They had a ball, and came home happy before lunch.

With everybody home, Hunter corralled the troops. He got Cooper gas to mow the lawn, weed whipped on his own, convinced Sawyer and Miller to help me inside the house for a trip to a garage sale, and came to their 6 p.m. baseball games after helping to entertain the missionaries when they came to eat.

Saturday Hunter came to watch bits and pieces of the three games, two for Miller. It was a scorcher, and we all have sunburns, mostly me, as I was there from 8:15 a.m. to 2:30 p.m.  Sawyer’s team is no longer defeated. He did a fine job pitching. He had no support from his team on the field or with their bats. But they’ll get this Glen Rose team, who was also undefeated, the next time around. Miller had us all with our mouths hanging open. All on his own he called a time out, while on the mound, to orchestrate a trick play. With a runner on first and third base, and when the runner attempted to steal second, he had the catcher throw to short stop. You know the play. It was just fun seeing Miller in charge.

Speaking of Miller, during one of his games when he was switching to catcher, he was running out of the dugout, to the bathroom, so he could slip his cup in, when his coach told him "No!” The inning was over. So he went back into the dugout, and his fellow players, knowing of his predicament, circled the wagons, facing outward, so Miller could take care of business. It was very sweet to watch, and again, the boys did it all by themselves.

Miller is well known in the school and athletic community of Granbury. He had his field day this week, and came home with four first place ribbons (50 yard dash, 100 yard dash, 200 yards, 400 yards), and a second place ribbon in the 400 yard relay.

When the boys knew Hunter was coming home, and Cooper saw what was playing at the drive-in, they convinced him he needed to take them to the double header of Avengers: Infinity War and Black Panther. Cooper also convinced him they needed to be there when the doors opened at 7:00 p.m. I had to laugh when Hunter sent the message of, “I think I’ve been had. It’s 8:30 p.m. and it still hasn’t started.” They ended up staying for only one movie. Apparently the movie or the drive in, is the big draw in Granbury. The boys told me later they were in line from the downtown square for 90 minutes.

Breyer is becoming Dad's little historian. She is happy to spout off Texas facts, or dates about the U.S. Presidents. He's excited about the possibilities. Girl history. Next time they get in a quiz off I need to film it! They're hysterical together trying to trip each other up.

And I'm done. I love you. We pray for you many times every day. You're always in the minds and hearts of your brothers and sister, and parents. Treasure your family.

Love,

Mom