Dear Family and Friends-
When I went back to
read the notes I had been saving for the family letter, they seemed
really old and from a long time ago. It has been awhile since our
last letter, but I think I will just try to catch up from June and
then maybe touch back a little bit. Our best part of June and a
great way to start our whole summer, was hosting the David Dahl
Family Reunion. We had it over the first weekend in June and
everyone came, at great expense and long car rides for the majority.
We had Kar and Roger come from Texas, Jodee and Calvin from Nebraska,
Travvis and Katie from Arizona, Mom and Dad from Texas, and not to
minimize the sacrifice that was still made, Brett and Keli from Utah
and Steff and KC from Idaho. We were so impressed with the efforts
that it took to be here and we tried to put on a good reunion for
everyone. Martin made a huge effort to finish two more bathrooms for
the group and made it to halfway with each. The addition of another
shower and two more toilets was huge and I was so grateful. Since
then he has finished the other shower and we are living in luxury it
feels like. One whole day of our reunion we spent up the canyon by
our house, we hiked and did some rock-climbing, we did a GPS treasure
hunt and played Minute-to-Win-it games. The next day the men all
made an awesome breakfast while the rest of us got ready for family
pictures. We drove into the town of Downey, Idaho and took pictures
by the railroad tracks right in town. It was awesome to get a big
family picture with EVERYONE. After pictures, we had lunch at the
park there and then played kickball at the baseball diamond. After
that, we had to have our first departure and it started the yucky
process of families having to leave after such a fun weekend. Some
stayed over for one more night and attended church with us. Each
night of our reunion we told Bedtime Stories. We had each adult pick
a true story from their life to share with the kids at bedtime. We
put all the titles of the stories up on the wall and then the first
kids in their pajamas got to pick a story. It was a really fun way
to learn more about everyone and it was very entertaining. I think
the only bad thing was that the reunion was too short and it had to
have an end. I loved, loved, loved it and I am so grateful to my
awesome family for making plans and being here, it was so worth it.
Matthew's 9th
birthday was the very next week and he says he got the BEST birthday
present ever. His baseball team was in the tournament and they
played their last two games and won both. They ended up winning the
league tournament on Matt's birthday. He loved it! Thayne also
completely loved baseball season, he kept stealing Matt's mitt and we
couldn't find it for practices and games, so we bought him a mitt
which he slept with for almost a week. I have never seen a two year
old sit and watch an entire baseball game, but that scene was
repeated over and over this season, he was sure fun to take to games.
He got all ready for church two weeks ago and put on his mitt and
grabbed a ball. I said, “No, no baseball at church, sorry.” He
looked at his mitt and then up at me and said, “No baseball? No
church? No Thayne!” He was all set to stay home with his mitt and
ball. Luckily I convinced him to leave it in a “special” place
and then he could have it as soon as we got home.
Our summer days are
filled with lots of playing outside, popsicles, swimming lessons,
lunch at the park, games of baseball out on the lawn, rides in the
jeep, and late nights. I really love it all!
Abby and Olivia picked
some plants just for them in our garden, so we are trying out pink
tomatoes and purple peppers. They water them with a little cup and
lots of trips from the faucet to the garden.
Thayne loves everything
outside. Martin got the jeep out and running, so we all piled in for
a jeep ride. Thayne was so excited, saying, “Wait, jeep, wait,
me.” So, I teased him and said, “It's mommy's jeep, mine.”
He got a very cute, funny look on his face and said, “No,
thayne-thayne, jeep.” He pointed to himself and was very serious.
He loved our ride around the block and up through the hills and kept
yelling, “Whoa, dada, whoa.”
I have been busy on the
weekends working at the greenhouses down the road from us. I mostly
only work Saturdays and the occasional day during the week. It is
work that I love and my boss is also the bishop of our ward. He is
very easy to work with when I need to be home and when Martin has
classes and can't be home with the kids. It has been strange to be
back at a job after 9 years, but if I was able to hand-pick a job and
set my own terms, this one would come very close to that ideal.
A quick update on what else fills our week, Martin is the Elder's Quorum President. I am a den leader in Cub Scouts and the Primary Chorister. The first sunday of my chorister calling I cried all the way home. It has been a learning experience that is for sure. It made me laugh out loud when the bishop asked me to accept that calling. I thought that he had come over to ask Martin about a calling for him. It came out of pure inspiration, and the Lord knows how much I can learn in this calling. I have no skills, talents, or experience in this area, but I love Primary, and I love the Primary music. I will hope that is enough. In the strength of the Lord I can do all things.
A quick update on what else fills our week, Martin is the Elder's Quorum President. I am a den leader in Cub Scouts and the Primary Chorister. The first sunday of my chorister calling I cried all the way home. It has been a learning experience that is for sure. It made me laugh out loud when the bishop asked me to accept that calling. I thought that he had come over to ask Martin about a calling for him. It came out of pure inspiration, and the Lord knows how much I can learn in this calling. I have no skills, talents, or experience in this area, but I love Primary, and I love the Primary music. I will hope that is enough. In the strength of the Lord I can do all things.
Fun & Sun, and lots
of long days!!! We hope each of you enjoy the coming month!! Love,
The Popes