With All My Love

Elder Schenewark,

We’re all anxiously awaiting your letter to see how your second week in your area fared. Loved hearing about your companion, his faith, and how you both were rewarded. Have you gotten your replacement box?

This week was fairly calm compared to our weeks of past. This summer has been one to not forget, traveling to Boston, having an appendix left behind in New Mexico, having your yard catch on fire, having a fish win the battle with Sawyer’s thumb, having Hunter home, and my adventure with the dentist. When you have a few quiet days in a row, life can be very peaceful!

Breyer is still enjoying her gymnastic class. She’s now dreaming of ballet. Dance lessons on top of everything else we juggle. She’s doing well on the piano, and is reading notes with both hands. She caught a little cold and was quieter this weekend.

Miller had his first baseball practice. It’s so hot out there! He went with a jammed middle finger, and still managed to look good. He’s in the have-to-stay-busy-or-I’m-bored stage, as well as the beg-me-a-million-times before he takes a shower.

Sawyer is still trying to find the balance in his life. He makes an effort to go to golf practice, and because they begin the last period of the day, while he’s in basketball, he hasn’t been able to play much golf. He’s going to try switching his 7th period classes, and go on the shuttle bus one time a week.

Cooper had his first tennis meet this week. He won his single match and his double match, and made the school’s social media feed..

Friday I took Miller and Sawyer to the driving range up the street. They hit a bucket of balls, and after the sprinklers were turned on, had to end with the putting and chipping. Sawyer wanted to try out a tweak to his grip, a suggestion from the coach. He liked it. I had spent the whole day cleaning and was ready to get outside.

Saturday Dad took the boys to a Texas Ranger’s baseball game – the last hurrah of the summer. It was against the Minnesota Twins, in last place, but still a fun night in Arlington. They came home with a bobble head of the Rangers’ mascot – a horse. That would have been the only reason your sister went. Miller desperately wanted a major league ball to add to his collection, and was almost devastated when they cancelled batting practice due to the heat.

Dad also took us to see the Granbury Lake Labor Day Lighted Boat Parade. It was awesome. We found a great spot, but we'll try to get closer next year. I love living by the lake!

We’re just entering September, nowhere near October, but it’s next. And October means General Conference. So ready for that! Elder Ulisses Soares’s talk, Prophets Speak by the Power of the Holy Spirit, reminds us of the blessings we receive when we follow the prophet. “Isn’t it a blessing to have prophets, seers, and revelators on earth in these days in which we live, who seek to know the will of the Lord and follow it? It is comforting to know that we are not alone in the world, despite the challenges we face in life. Having prophets is a sign of God’s love for His children. They make known the promises and the true nature of God and of Jesus Christ to Their people. They represent the mind and heart of the Lord and are called to represent Him and teach us what we must do to return to live in the presence of God and His Son, Jesus Christ. We are blessed as we exercise our faith and follow their teachings. By following them, our lives are happier and less complicated, our difficulties and problems are easier to bear, and we create a spiritual armor around us that will protect us from the attacks of the enemy in our day."

Hang on until October. Hang on tight to the gospel. Hang on to our love for you.

Mom