Sunday, June 24, 2018

With All My Love

Dear Elder Schenewark,

Hopefully we’ll all hear more from you this week. Even Aunt Janel commented on your sparse words from last week. At work, the large in the air TV stays on FOX for their news, except this week it was soccer that was broadcasting. I’ve seen all kinds of fancy soccer moves, and you have to know you were on my mind maybe more than usual. You’re my soccer boy. This is Cooper eating last week's  carrot cake birthday deliciousness.




Aunt Janel, Luke and Annaliese surprised Dad on Friday evening for his birthday. They pulled in before 9 p.m. and we stayed up until midnight playing PSYCH and WIKI. So much fun! Your twin is a hard man to beat. He got up early in the morning and went with Sawyer to play pick-up basketball at the Y after almost a year off. He even called Gammons and got him to go as well. They both came home beat. Luke wanted to visit the Dinosaur State Park in Glen Rose, so we went, perhaps a little later than we should have left, but it was still fun. Just really hot. The boys had fun trying to catch fish in the net Luke brought, and the girls hunted for fossils. We’re so grateful to have family close enough to enjoy time together.

Uncle Roger with his new stake president and presidency, of the Springfield, MA stake.


We spent the remainder of the day getting everybody packed to go to Boston. They will be leaving Monday after two orthodontic appointments at 7 a.m., and perhaps after a trip to Stephenville. That remains to be seen. I’ll fly out Wednesday right after work, and will meet Tanner and crew in the airport. We’ll be missing you. And I am SO excited to see Norah!

I got you back on Uncle Aaron’s email list – he’s no longer mailing letters out. And I’m not sure if you’ve been getting Uncle Rich’s? But Trevor was called to El Salvador, reporting to the Guatemala MTC for six weeks September 18th. Just wow.

Sarah Whitcomb was pulled out of Nicaragua, like Megan, and moved to Haiti.

Hunter showing off his new, hand-me-down cowboy boots. Can we say he's now a true Texan?


Hunter has been at his conference all week. He’s called a few times, ready to come home. He said he was more homesick now than when he was on his mission, and wondered why. He also was in a row boat when he was making the call. Without his life preserver! We had plenty to talk about. He flies out today to Boston, ready to end his woodsy week in Washington.

Cooper’s had a quiet week. He saw the new Jurassic Park movie, as well as the new Incredibles. He drew, played LEGOs, and chilled on his king size bed. Yesterday he drove his tractor around and mowed our lawn for the first time. He was sore, but he persevered.

Sawyer’s thumb is still healing. He’s had some random nerve pain throughout the week, lessening of numb spots, and a basketball shot that is returning to glory.

Miller is the force behind everybody else being busy. He plays games at tables, on the floor, in the air. He is always on the go, until he convinces Dad to use his iPad at the end of the day for a baseball game.

Dad and Sawyer have been out fishing at least once if not more. Sawyer still holds the crown for King of Bass catching at our house. Dad got a trolling motor for Father’s Day / Birthday, so they’re excited to go out in the boat when we’re back.

We love you. Be safe. Be diligent.


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