Bonus Baby at Summer School!

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My darling Emily 
got to go to summer school. She needed to make up some classes. One of my favorite things about Em is, she knows how to have fun, even at summer school. 
So cute and funny!!! 
(Em is on the left)

Happy First Day of Summer!!

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It’s the first day of summer! 
What are your plans? 
Camping?
Swimming?
Disneyland?
Traveling the world?
Ours?
We are going to re-roof our home! 
(Is re-roof a word?)
And when I say “we” are going to
 re-roof our home, I me “we!”
I know, lookin good!
 It’s been needing it for years!
 Scary huh! I bet you’re thinking we are “those” neighbors. The ones that everyone wishes would move. We really are good neighbors, I promise, but we didn’t have…*ahem*… the…you know, the money. Now thanks to my mom-in-law for loaning us the money, we will getter done!! 
Thank you Nancy, 
I love you to bits!

If that sounds fun to you, come on over! 

We know how to have a good time. 
I will be sure to take plenty of pictures of our roofing party!!
I hope this doesn’t sound too much like I’m complaining. 
I am not. I am so glad we finally get to -get it done!!!!

Totally "Fort Worth" It!

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Hermana Kelsey 4:5 -email-


Mama!
This week has been great. There were a few weird things on the way, but all is well. I have decided that I am going to write you differently for a little while to try out how I like it.
Monday:
We played soccer for last p-day. Hermana S, my companion, is a little crazy in soccer and she’s like a freakin wall. If you try to go up against her she will boot you out of the way. We get a little violent with each other, but that is how we do companionship inventory. 🙂 I’m just kidding.
Tuesday:
I had a really bad day. We spent a lot of time at the hospital because we have a new investigator who’s wife is in the ICU so we go and teach him at the hospital. Anyway, I don’t know what it is about that place, but I get really sad and stuff when we go there, and I can’t understand what anyone is saying in spanish. It’s weird. But anyway, so we were there visiting, and it threw me off for the whole rest of the night. So I pretty much felt completely useless. Anyway, so I cried a little. Then as we were driving home I was crying a little and all of the sudden I see police lights in my rearview mirror. Yeah, I got pulled over! He told me it was because I was driving around without my lights on. I blame Sister V for that, because she told me they turned on automatically. But it was okay, he just let me off. Anyway, as we were pulling away after that, we got a call from one of our branch members that Joe (our investigator at the hospital) ‘s wife had just passed away. So then we were all sad. Then about 30 minutes later we got a call from her saying that they had revived her. So she wasn’t actually dead. It was crazy!
Wednesday:
We met with the Young Women in our branch (there was supposed to be 5 girls, but there ended up only being one). We talked to her about missionary work, and answered any questions she had. It was pretty cool. Then we personalized some Book of Mormons by writing our testimonies in the front. After we got done, the Young Women’s president gave us a gift bag with some stuff from Bath and Body Works. It was pretty awesome.
Thursday:
We went to the assisted living place by our apartment, and “gambled” with the old people. We played 21 with these giant dice. It was fun. Those old people are so awesome, but most of them are completely NUTS! Most of them fall asleep while we are there. It’s funny. Also, we are running low on miles, of course, so we tried to ride them bus today. We ended up getting stuck in downtown T., because the bus didn’t come when it was supposed to. It was pretty lame. But we had one of the members from the english ward give us a ride. She saved our lives! Just kidding.
Friday:
Nothing really happened today, except we decided to tract this one trailer park out in the middle of nowhere. We pulled in, and I asked Hermana S where she wanted to start. She said, “I don’t know”. I didn’t know either, so we just drove for a few seconds and then I randomly stopped the van. We got out, knocked a couple doors. We thought it was a bust, because it was all uninterested white people. Then the next one we knocked was a Hispanic woman. She was really interested. We asked her if there were any other hispanic people around, and she told us there was only them, and the lady across the street, who was at work when we were there. It was crazy that we found her!
Saturday:
We have a restaurant down here called Billy Bob’s. They have an eating challenge called “The Fat Daddy Challenge”. You have to eat a hamburger with 6 patties, a large fry, and a milkshake, all within 30 minutes. So a bunch of the Elders decided to try it. It was crazy. Only four of the eight actually did it, but it was really fun to watch. Except I felt sick just watching them.
Sunday:
We talked in sacrament today…and I may or may not have almost passed out close to the end of my talk. I accidentally locked my knees the whole time I was talking. It was really weird. But on the good side, my branch president commented on how well my spanish is coming along, so that was cool.
Anyway, I’m a little sad I missed F’s Day! That is one of my favorite days of the year. I better go now though. Te amo mucho!
Love, Kelsey
Papi!
Happy Father’s Day! I wrote you a card that I sent in the mail today. I actually forgot yesterday was Father’s Day until our branch president announced it at church. Whoops! That’s cool you’re working on the apartment. I’m glad you are still keeping busy. I sure am! Our area is doing so great! We have had so many amazing miracles happening. I know the Lord knows that the people here are ready for the gospel. Anyway, I better go now. Te amo!
Love, Kelsey

Howzit-Elder Flexy!

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Elder Flexy 12:2 -email-

Make,
this week has been great. we had a missionary fireside yesterday and it went well it was stressful but it worked out good. ya two more weeks and i’m leaving this area and finding some fresh soil to sow and reap in but there will be the baptisms of 5-6 people the sunday after i leave this area but those still count as my baptisms. that will make the total ten baptisms in my first year. ya i just started emailing kelsey, colter and andy. today we are going to the king sabuzah memorial so that should be fun. this week we played some street soccer with some little kids it was pretty fun i’m getting good at soccer. well thats all for now. love you
    Love Elder Flexy 

Baba,
well it sounds like things area getting done with your friend Jack. thats cool that his son wrestled I’ve wrestled a few people on mission and it is so fun. we have seen some pretty sweet cars this side. there is this car called a gusheshe its a really gangster square bmw and its pretty dope!! but ya this week has been the same as always. love you
    Love Elder Flexy  

Alex, i hope all is well. i havent written even though i have been meaning to, i apologize i just get super busy and stuff. i have been volunteering at the bike collective, its super fun and fulfilling. its basically a non profit bike shop there to help the homeless and or lower income a place to come work on their bikes and seek professional assistance…… basically im a pro bike mechanic by now 😉 you should see the bike i just built, its a fixed gear road bike and i ride that beast 24 miles a day about. its ill. when you come home we will have to build you a bike. then pop you and i can do some baller rides 😉 i hope all is well man i hope to send you a REAL letter asap and ill see if i cant attach pics of my build. good luck my bro stay strong. love riley
Riley,
well thats good that your doing some good service to help other people but ya a real letter would be nice but ya mission is good can you believe that i’m almost a year out!!! anyway time is far spent. i love you man
    Love Elder Flexy  

Dear Sexy Flexy Elder Man!!! 🙂 You are my favorite I’m so glad to hear you were doin good! Is that still true?! You doin ok?! I’m doing fantastic I am now done with summer school and I went to EFY all last week and it was SO amazing but i miss everyone from there it was such a great experience and Iearned a lot and i had work today and it was super great i loved it a lot!! 🙂 But yeah life is so good yesterday was founders day thats such good times and i went swimming and a lot of fun stuff and went to fireworks and such and the parade and mom was the toothfairy again of course!! She is so cute and funny it was fabulous! And yeah i bore my testimony at EFY and was talkin about missionaries and mentioned you and Kels 🙂 Anyway it has been a great time and i am very happy but yeah I love you so much my cute brother stay strong and be happy!! Put a smile on that cute little missionary white boy face of yours! Bye Al I love your guts 🙂 
M,
i’m so glad life is going good for you life is good this side as well but i’m out of time so i love you see you in a minute.
    Love Elder Flexy 

Father’s Day!

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Any man can be a father, 
but it takes a special person 
to be a dad. 
-Proverb
My Dad is awesome!
When I was just a little girl, I remember my Dad was always a busy man. He used to say, “I’m going to get on my horse and ride off in all directions!” Our house and yard was the most popular in the neighborhood. Dad built a small cinderblock castle in the yard. We had a teeter totter that was built on the axel of two old wagon wheels, you could move it all over the yard. Awesome! We had an old nose cone from a bomb, that my Dad made into a doghouse. We would turn it over, and climb in and spin each other around. Great fun! When my Dad got home from work each day, he would spend the rest of the day light hours in the yard, making it beautiful. When I was about 5 years old, he was building a home (pretty much by himself), working full time at the nearby college, and getting his PhD. I didn’t see much of him that year, but our whole family was amazed at the things that he could do. He always finished what he started. Our family moved into that beautiful home and he got his PhD. Later, he had an urge and built another home. And made it so beautiful. My reception, when I got married, was in the yard my Dad had created. It had terraces, decks and rock and wood pathways all over this acre lot. People would say, “Did he do this all himself?” Others would say, “No, this was done by a professional landscaper!” Actually, he did do it all himself. He just had a knack for it. I say he had, because he doesn’t have a yard anymore. He has always been active and healthy. He used to play handball everyday at lunch, now he plays three days a week. He is 77 years old. Amazing! He has always loved God, and has done his best to live a good life. He is an example of “love your neighbor as yourself.” One thing about my Dad, that means so much to me, is that he loves my Mom. They have been married for almost 56 years. When my Dad retired from his full time job, he was able to work on his family history more, and he began volunteering to help others do their family history work. He now is the Director of the “Family History Center” where he lives. That means he is working for no pay, many hours a week. One of my favorite things that my Daddy does, is take me on a date once a month. Just me and him. He has done this for many years. 
What an amazing man!   
Happy Father’s Day 
to my wonderful Dad!!!
I love you!
(My Dad’s book: 
“The Book of ON!”
 You can find it here!)



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Happy Father’s Day 
to all Dad’s!

Family History Friday: Great Fun!

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The 
Ogden City Cemetery
 Tour 
was on June 11th and 13th 2011
Incase you’re wondering what that is, 
I’ll tell you!
You go to the cemetery, and listen to people talk about some of the residents of the cemetery. Usually, it is one of the descendants of one of the people buried there. They tell a short history of that person. I am amazed at the stories!!
This is a descendant of Sidney Stevens, 
who was from England.
He owned and tannery, and then later he owned an implement shop in Ogden. 
These two people are descendants of Louis F. Moench, he was from Germany. He was the first President of Weber Stake Academy, which today, is known as Weber State University!
This darling little lady is a descendant of Richard Slater. 
She told the story of Ann Corbridge Slater, his wife. They were from England. Their family was early settlers in the area now known as Slaterville.
This man is a descendant of  
James Iverson, from Denmark. 
Their little boy was taken by indians  
when he was 3 years old, and 
they were reunited when he was 17 years old.
Old Glory!
This is the World War I Memorial. This cute lady is telling us about World War I, and about the memorial.
There is a legend about this statue. If you go into the cemetery at night and go around the statue three times, the soldier with follow you with his eyes!! 
This is my cutest Mom!! She is telling everyone about the 
World War II Memorial. It has the names of 71 soldiers “whose burial places are unknown” as the memorial says.
This is the World War II Memorial
This is Gold Star Drive. There were 52 trees planted for each of 
the soldiers who were killed in action, from Weber County, in World War I. There is also a plaque in front of each tree.
It is a fun and interesting experience and it happens every year, usually in June. Each year the stories and people represented are different. I am always glad when I go! 
Happy Family History Friday!! Love, Joy

Favorite TV/Movie Quotes! My Dog Skip

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My Dog Skip!

Narrator: I almost lost old Skip that day. Even as he was sleeping on the operating table, he was still teaching me. That day, I became a young man. Why, in childhood and youth, we wish time to pass so quickly. We want to grow up so fast. Yet, as adults, we wish just the opposite. 
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Narrator: Old Skip was 11, and feeble with arthritis, but he never lost that old devilish look in his eye. He made my room his own. Came across an old photo of him not long ago. His little face, with the long snout sniffing at something in the air. His tail was straight out and pointing. Eyes were flashing in some momentary excitement. He always loved to be rubbed on the back of his neck. And when I did it, he’d yawn, and he’d stretch, reach out to me with his paws as if he was trying to embrace me. I recieved a trans-atlantic call one day. “Skip died”, Daddy said. He and my mama wrapped him in my baseball jacket. They buried him out under the elm tree, they said. That wasn’t totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart. 

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What a sweet movie!