With All My Love

Elder Schenewark,

My apologies for no letter! Your siblings are home more often than at school Monday mornings - or so it seems - and my schedule is out of wack. General Conference excuse last week, and another no school day the week before.

But you're loved. You're prayed for and prayed over. Your box is in the mail. Happy Halloween! Happy Fall! Tanner and AnneMarie have been posting beautiful fall pictures from New England I hope you've been enjoying

Your last phone call - where I answered from Miller's choral concern - was brief but sweet. I'm excited you're becoming a trainer - that you again have a new area in which to serve - and a new companion. Busy is best!

Miller spent last Saturday at a choir competition, and was one of the participants chosen for an all regional choir. At his concert last Monday, they were showcased as boy's varsity choir, and then joined by GMS varsity choir. But the sweetest music came from my heart, watching Miller escort a blind boy, who has been in choir with Miller for three years, up the stairs, across the stage, and up onto the riser. Later, he helped him remove his tie and cummerbund.

I don't remember specifics about Miller's game last Tuesday but since I'm typing soon after his game last night there are a few things that remain fresh. They need new coaches. I'm not a football expert but it's painful to watch the team do the same things over and over. Their go to play of the entire season is passing the ball off for a run up the middle. They get no where, and usually loose yards in the process. Miller has a five minute discussion with the coach for the next play, and it's run up the middle again. Again, Miller has a discussion with the coach, and this time Miller runs the ball up the middle. Parents are yelling from the stands, opposing parents are laughing. And Miller is going to get hurt. I do remember a few times last week where Miller was slow to get up, after multiple tackles. Last night they tried a few new plays, but those were introduced in the gym before the game. He completed one pass the first series, and they never tried a pass again. Why? Too busy running up the middle. Miller ran for 75 yards, and then again, for a touch down. That was it for the night. I think they had close to 30. Three more games is our new chant. His friend got hurt and Miller went in on defense and had a brilliant tackle. He also had a few great kick offs and punts.

Breyer finished her volleyball season on Saturday at a tournament with four games. Dad said they won one out of the nine games they played. But she looks good, cheers constantly, and loves being a part of her Pink Panther team. He took a few pictures for me, and a few videos, so I'll try to get those posted. Her season will resume sometime after the new year. She's still very faithful about cleaning her fish tank - she's down to two fish right now.

Sawyer participated in the senior boy cheer squad. I'll try to get those pictures posed as well. His friend came to church today. It's been a while, but I guess she'll come when her brothers don't come home from college for the weekend. Dad spoke in church, and she said she liked his speech. We're planning a gingerbread house party together. She's excited for that. Sawyer's life is about to ramp up as basketball starts the first of November.

Wagner is on the hit list. Last week Dad found a piece of steak, and thought to cook it for me alone, in addition to what else had been prepared for dinner. Dad turned his back and Wagner had a feast. Last Sunday I left a full size waffle on the table for Sawyer, loaded with syrup, whipped cream and blueberries. Wagner ate that while Sawyer was getting up from the floor. Last night Dad and I were leaving for Miller's game, and Sawyer was three minutes away from getting home. When he arrived, and we had departed, he discovered all three pizzas sitting on the table gone. Time to buy a new shock collar :-)

The oven we purchased is working hot - we're adjusting to having a working oven. I took the handle you made me off of the old oven and kept it. Now I need to decide on either two new tires for me, for Dad, or a dishwasher. No contest. My sink is overloaded with dirty dishes. Breyer made pumpkin bars today. She does like to bake. But not clean up. We'll have to work on that.

We still have CFM Sunday nights 7 CST. Join us if you can!

And I'm an awful mother for not hitting the send button. Missed your phone call!

Love,

Mom