I've never enjoyed Monday mornings, but knowing you are now accessible by phone and Skype and I'm not makes me grumpy! I don't whether or not you'll want to participate, but I welcome the reason for this new change that allows missionaries to call home: "One of the major purposes of this adjustment is to encourage families to be more involved in their missionary’s efforts and experiences." We'd love to hear your thoughts on this new change, and your possible options. I'll have my phone on at work - feel free.
Sawyer spent the early portion of Tuesday morning at the orthopedic office of Cook Children's Hospital. He had indeed broken his finger, in three places, two finger bones of the same finger. Because almost two weeks had passed, she gave him the option of cast, brace, or bands. He chose bands. He also chose to play in his last basketball game that night to finish the season, but will wait three weeks to bat or catch a ball in baseball. He is pitching, and yesterday he worked a baseball clinic, two sessions, for younger baseball players.
Dad left for a conference Friday morning, to Austin, and returned home Saturday afternoon. The plan was to bring home our Hutto hippo, but because he was not feeling well, he did not make the drive. He did bring home pies, which the boys always enjoy, from Marble Falls.
Cooper stayed home from school a few days with a fever and sickness, a virus or Cedar fever allergy, Breyer and I also are suffering. Cooper found out this week that he was accepted into BYU. There was much rejoicing on the home front. He might have given a shoulder shrug, like, "Duh." Your cousin Emily was also admitted.
President Hiers and his wife, traveling from MA to AZ to handle her mother's estate, spent the night Friday, leaving early Saturday morning. President Hiers replaced your grandfather as Bishop of the Marlborough Ward, when he was called to serve as a counselor to Mitt Romney in the Stake Presidency. He was then called as your grandfather's counselor in the stake presidency when Mitt Romney was released, and your grandfather sustained as the new stake president of the Boston Stake. We spent the evening playing games, and they actually had brought a game that we loved, Covering Your A$$ets. When the Hiers were leaving, and taking Sawyer to his clinic, they informed us that our own game would be arriving in the mail shortly.
Wagner went to the vet yesterday for a check up, to get the heart worm and anti-flea medicine. That can be expensive. He's healthy but underweight. Duh. He does love a good car ride, though and sometimes we have to tug a bit to get him out of the car.
I'm back. We spent my evening home playing the new game that has already arrived in the mail from the Hiers. It's so fun. And your letter might be a tad shorter than normal, but my love, especially in the week of love, is eternal.
Mom
Dear porter guess what tommarow is my birthday. Breyer
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