With All My Love

Dear Elder Schenewark,

I think if I described my yesterday and called it a perfect day some might think I need to have my head examined. Hunter’s been almost begging to build a garden. Yesterday was the beginning. We borrowed a rotor tiller from the Aiello’s in the ward, and Hunter tilled our foyer size space behind the last sprinkler in the backyard. We picked a good spot, and are pretty sure the sprinklers that automatically come on because of our water usage will be enough. We’re going to start with peppers, cantaloupe, watermelon and lettuce.

Cooper worked on the fire pit area again, building the base of a bench in stone, and then building the seat out of wood 2x4. I can’t believe how good he is. He designs it on paper, and then can build it just like his picture. We’ll have at last one more bench, maybe two, and then reseed the grass in the area. We still have to finish the top edge of the fire pit, and cement a lot, but we’re progressing nicely.

I think it’s wonderful you boys are so eager to help, are persistent in convincing me, and follow through with your projects.

Cooper had a dinner invitation for the family from his class sponsors for Eagle Nest, the high school program that allows those interested in engineering or flight to build a plane. They handed out plaques and provided dinner as a way for parents to appreciate the unique program, and have an up close opportunity to see the plane.

 I finally convinced Dad to buy a new fishing pole, and he and Sawyer finished last night with a fishing expedition down at the marina – each catching a large, large mouthed bass.  

To end the day, Breyer and I went to the city beach for the first time this season. Delightful. Love, love, love Granbury. The wind was warm and gentle, the beach emptying, and the sunset beautiful.

That’s the end of my perfect day. Working together, being together, enjoying each other – it’s all good.

Hunter’s still looking for a job. He had a yard job I snagged off the Bentwater board. All before Hunter could eat breakfast. He was a good sport and went right away, and came home with $75 after spending some time weed whipping the yard back into shape. It’s turned into an every other week job for $40, and one which he can pass along to a brother when he leaves. He has a call back Monday morning for Edward Jones Financial, of which there are at least four offices alone in Granbury. They’re excited to offer him an internship! Lucky, lucky Hunter as he so does not want to work at a restaurant.

Hunter came to work with me Friday morning, dropped me off, and went off to the temple until I was done. What a way to spend the day! The traffic is a bit overwhelming, but he handled it with only a few mistakes. 

For family home evening Hunter had purchased, Cooper cut, and we sampled Jack fruit – a first for our family. I’m sure you’ve now had this in Brazil. Because it’s so large, we’ve enjoyed the fruit all week.

MaryBeth LaCroix five year memory on Face book photo

Meg's mission president, the northern mission, asked all the parents to pray for their missionaries Monday. Nicaragua is experiencing serious civil unrest, and the missionaries have mostly been sequestered in their apartments, except when they're told to shop for week. Sarah is there for three months teaching English, in the southern mission, and Aunt Jenny is concerned as well.

Uncle Zach's Alana had a new baby boy, Rockwell, 20.5 inches, 7 lbs. 14 oz. 12:26 pm on the 18th., after 13 hours of labor. Mom and baby are well.

Breyer was Little Red Riding Hood in her class play, the darling of the day. She's very expressive and creative when she acts. First grade already had their awards ceremony, the same day as the play, and she was given the Citizenship award. Miller and Sawyer have some tomorrow,. That will be news for next week.

Until then, all is well. I love my life. I love my family. I love you. Be good. Be safe. Thanks for writing more. 

Love,

Mom