Chad's been feeling the pressure...all these families posting...but not us. He's been trying to "inspire" me to get on the ball and write. Not sure why he doesn't just do it himself. He gave me the option of writing the blog or doing the taxes. Nuf said. I'm GLADLY writing the blog.
If you heard a collective sigh last Thursday, it was because we FINALLY finished basketball season at this house. Trevor's season went from December to January. Matt's season was from November to March. We were getting in a LOT of basketball. Watching a LOT of basketball games. Good thing it's a sport we love to watch.
Trevor had a great basketball coach who worked really well with the boys. Trev had a great experience and improved his skills. Trevor is doing great in school. He is definitely becoming a teenager...in every way. Moving to the new house has been great for him: he likes his friends, has lots of good friends, and enjoys middle school.
When Matt first made the competitive team, I had a feeling in my heart that this would be an important experience for him. I THOUGHT it would be that he would learn more about basketball and gain some important basketball skills. However, I was wrong about the lessons he (and we!) were going to learn. He did learn a lot about basketball, but he also learned many important LIFE SKILLS (the hard way: through blood, sweat, and tears--sometimes LOTS of tears). He learned how to pick up the pieces when life doesn't happen like you think it should. He learned how to be positive when it's hard to FIND the positive. He learned that hard work isn't always rewarded immediately, if at all. He learned how to give your all even if you only get 2 minutes to give it. It was a tough season, but he learned some life skills that will probably be useful in the years to come. We're glad that he still loves basketball and wants to keep playing.
Jason is a piano-playing-maniac. Seriously, he can't walk by the piano without playing it. We got a keyboard at Christmas, so now he can play to his heart's content (with earphones on). I rarely have to remind him to practice the piano (usually I just have to remind him to practice his assigned songs...). It's great that he has found something he loves.
After weeks of Jenna complaining that "even babies know how to read" (thanks a lot, TV commercials!), Chad and I have taken a more serious effort to teach that girl how to read. She's pretty proud of her budding reading skills. As part of our FHE, we have a family member share their testimony. Jenna surprised us last Sunday with a "Primary Presentation" of her testimony. She had drawn pictures of "things she knows" on notecards. Then she had attached them to the whiteboard with magnets. She had about 15 cards. So, if ever you need a Sharing Time presentation, Jenna is ready.
Last month, Chad instituted a "kitty lock-down." One of Trevor's friends asked why the cats couldn't leave the garage to which he replied, "We are helping them keep the Law of Chastity." Miss Leia was seen fraternizing with a Big-Black-Bad-Bowtie Kitty (not our cat, he was big and was about his "business."). This was 5 days before Leia's scheduled "not-going-to-be-a-momma" surgery. Chad was going to have none of that kind of business on his sweet little kitty girl...especially BEFORE her surgery. I think if Chad would have had a BB gun, he would have used it. Chad was especially upset that Big-Black-Bad-Bowtie Kitty wasn't even scared of him. So, he "grounded" the cats to keep them "pure." I couldn't help but flashforward 10-15 years in the future. Beware any boy who thinks of dating Chad's daughter...
Lastly, it wouldn't be a true update if I didn't mention the serious "man crush" going on at my house over a specific BYU player. You know who it is. Number 32. The number of electronic hours spent learning about, watching, and re-watching anything that has to do with Jimmer Fredette has been pretty astronomical this past month. Course, Chad has been watching him for years and waiting for the rest of the world to figure it out. The "screeching halt" that came on Monday for BYU was devastating for our truest True Blue Fan. Others felt it was just "raising the bar" of basketball for Jimmer. "Let's see what Jimmer does without his tall man." On Wednesday, Chad felt the doom of the "Empire Strikes Back." On Saturday, he had "A New Hope."
Ok, I'm tired and it's late. This is getting silly. Maybe you wish I would have chosen the taxes! Love you all.
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