I hope they call me on a mission

Recently, my in laws were asked to serve as the Guatemala MTC president and Relief Society president (that will be my mother-in-law's calling, interesting, huh?). 

As you can imagine, it is a frequent topic of conversation amongst the family, and one week during Primary, my sweet 5-year-old nephew raised his hand a little bit out of the blue during the middle of Sharing Time (about pioneers), and proudly said, "Umm... My grandma and grandpa are going on a mission to Guat-a-mama."

Out of the mouth of babes, out of the mouth of babes. 

Can I get a hallelujah?

Matt and I were taking care of some business at the local branch of our bank the other day. We had come from having lunch with Matt's firm and so were dressed in business casual attire.

We sat across the banker's desk and waited while she was doing some things for us. She seemed like she had something she wanted to say or ask, but was hesitating. After a few minutes, she somewhat sheepishly said to Matt "I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but are you a pastor?"  Followed by a quickly blurted, "It's not a bad thing! You just look like you would be a pastor..."

We tried not to laugh, and Matt told her that while he wasn't a pastor, he had served two years on a mission and considered himself a religious man. The conversation pretty much just moved on to bank business from that point on, but it definitely made for a memorable trip.

You know you live in the country when...

You know you live in the country when your already slow, but only option (ok, that's a lie, we could have gone with dial up...) for, internet gets slower and slower as the corn across the street grows higher. 

Old McDonald

So where have we been? Well, we've moved from the view outside our door going from this

**NOTE: This was not our actual view, merely a bunch of doors that I found online in order to give you an idea

to this

**NOTE: This is the actual view out my front door. Corn, lots and lots of corn. When we first moved, you could see a house in the distance, but it slowly disappeared as the weeks went by.

A few days after graduation, we hooked up our Uhaul trailer and made the trek to the farm. It is definitely different than our city life, but we're adjusting and doing well. Little B is in absolute heaven with so many things to do outside. Our little apartment baby had no idea what he was missing and stands by the door begging to go out whenever we are in the house. 

Esquire

We've had a busy couple of months. I would say the most exciting thing was being able to celebrate this guy's great (well, one of them) accomplishment!

We are so proud of Matt Man for graduating from law school! What a great example he is for our family. He works so hard and does things in order to help him be the best he can be instead of taking the easy way out. Our "numbers" guy even managed to graduate Cum Luade. We sure love him!

 

Little B decided it was an important enough event to don his robes. 

 

 It is never easy to keep this guy contained, but luckily the job was much easier with two grandmas and two grandpas on hand. Amazingly enough, we made it through all of the actual ceremonies.

 

 

 

Thank you to the many people who helped our family to this point. Both sets of parents deserve a special shout out. I think it is safe to say they are why were are where we are. 

I can't say it enough: I sure love this man of mine and am so proud of him. If only I could be more like him :) Now bring on the Bar! 

Just Settled Down for a Long Winter's Nap

The year of 2013 has been a long one filled with sickness and freezing cold temperatures. Last week, the sun decided to shine. As we were out and about, I couldn't help but notice how many motorcycles, cars with their tops downs, people wearing shorts, and even an occasional boy with no shirt on there were. I was about to roll down my window to enjoy the warmth when I past a sign that said the temperature was a roasty toasty 45. Think people are a little anxious for spring?

Trying to keep warm during those sub zero temperatures

Little Book of Quotes

This past week was stake conference. It was a good meeting with lots of memorable take-away quotes. Some of my favorites come from our friends' 7-year-old son whom we sat next to.

After watching B for a little while, he exclaimed "He's just like [our baby (who is about 3 weeks older and already built like a football player)] only mini!" and then after B had managed to steal a crayon, "He got my crayon? How'd he do that? He's pretty sneaky. We should call him...Sneakalicious!!"

Needless to say, we may have called B Sneakalicious a time or two since then; it does have a certain ring to it.