Less than four weeks and counting! Sorry. I am not trying to cause a panic, riot, or rush, but I am so excited.
Love,
Mom
Okay. Just joking. But truly that could be the gist of my letter. Aching to have my family all together. Hunter has spent a good portion of the week trying to get time off of work, from his brand new job of one week, as well as find corresponding airplane reservations.
And what a crazy few days it will be. Dad and I went to my orthopedic doctor together on Thursday, and scheduled the resulting surgery request for the 12th. We did it the day after you get home as he operates on Wednesdays and Fridays, and then I'll have the next week off on sick leave. Perfect.
Tuesday and Wednesday I met Ben and Joy for dinner in Dallas. They were in town for a convention Ben was attending for his job at church headquarters. Everything we ate was delicious, and I'd be happy to go back. But being with them was one of the highlights of my week.
Wednesday Miller and Sawyer golfed in a tournament courtesy of Hood County News and Granbury Country Club, both earning third place honors. Since then they've golfed nine holes and hit a few
buckets of balls.
Gammons bought a season pass to Six Flags, and was given six free tickets, to Thursday evening Dad, Cooper, AnneMarie, Breyer and Sawyer tagged along. They had a great time, all amazed at the rides your little sister was willing to get on. Sawyer and Dad frequented the log ride and a few others, but were content to stay on the ground.
Saturday I went to my second search and rescue training, at DFW airport. I always learn so much while I'm there. Your father also was away. He is considering volunteering for the Texas Guard, the units that replace the National Guard should they be called away, and a group that's cleared to assist the government in national disasters. He has a co worker at Tarleton that has been recruiting him for months. It's still under consideration. We both then went to Miller's all star games in White Settlement together. It was a hot four hours, and we weren't even in the sun or playing baseball. Miller pitched the first game, and went to third, first, and short to replace pitcher positions. He had a few good hits, but his team lost both games.
While I was giving a few haircuts last night Nora watched, absorbed all the boys' moans and groans, and started to cry for them. She'll be thinking I'm the bad guy for the next week :-(
Cooper turned in an application at Chick-Fil-A. He also turned 19. Very quietly. He requested carrot cake, and his present is held in reserve depending on what need he has before he leaves for college. His best friend took him rock climbing for his birthday.
Nora has her name for Dad. And is found in his bed in the mornings hanging out.
Miller gave his first talk today in church, on Father's Day. I'll see if I can get his script later. But in honor of Father's Day, think of your father, who loves you dearly. And with whom you will soon be reunited. He is the glue that binds us together as a family, literally and figurative. Elder Tom Perry said, "May we heed the voice of the prophets, who, from the beginning of time, have warned us about the importance of fathers in the home." We need no warning. We have one, now two, that are magnificent.
Love,
Mom
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