I got up this morning and watched this little message:
Which reminded me of this post I read a few days ago, that even prompted me to comment (which I sometimes think is a little weird... commenting to someone you don't know like you're a best girlfriend offering your thoughts and advice). Then I thought about the weekend.
Yes, I went to the ward campout. For about 3 1/2 hours. And I have pictures to prove it.
Which reminded me of this post I read a few days ago, that even prompted me to comment (which I sometimes think is a little weird... commenting to someone you don't know like you're a best girlfriend offering your thoughts and advice). Then I thought about the weekend.
Yes, I went to the ward campout. For about 3 1/2 hours. And I have pictures to prove it.
Lexee couldn't come due to an intense weekend of cheer choreography, and Shilo didn't want to stay the night, so I planned to head home after dinner and the program. Bill and Mauri would stay.
We managed to squeeze Mauri's bike into the car (she was willing to sit in the middle seat with a tire over her head for the trip there), so we didn't see a lot of her the first few hours after we arrived.
Shilo and Cheyenne spent a lot of their time helping the younger kids on the zip line.
Bill arranged his and Mauri's sleeping arrangements for the evening:
Then we ate dinner, sat around the fire,
and enjoyed the talent show/skit program.
Mauri and her friend Lauren had planned a not-so-magic show for a skit, but since the program turned out to be more of a talent show(singing and playing instruments... one family showed up with drums, a keyboard, percussion instruments, and a guitar), and less of an open-stage skit night, they decided their comedic attempt would possibly not be appreciated.
Afterwards, I headed back home, to sleep comfortably in my own bed. The next morning I was up to take Lex to her practice (30 minutes away and she hates to drive by herself in unfamiliar territory), and get a few things done around the house.
So what does this have to do with the Mormon Message from this morning?
It has helped remind me again how much I appreciate my husband. After he and Mauri got home on Saturday, he told me about the great one-on-one time they were able to have together. He was willing to bring the bike, sleep (very uncomfortably, it turns out) overnight at the campout, and spend Saturday morning-into-midday doing what she wanted to do: hiking, nature-observing, and eating at Sonic. He listened to her talk (and that girl's a talker, let me tell you). He gave her his undivided attention.
And I got a little one-on-one with both Lexee and Shilo. And when those girls talk, I try to extend the conversation as long as possible. I have been reminded and motivated to make sure I am truly listening... giving my full attention.
4 1/2 more weeks, and I'll have another opportunity to practice. (Just in case you weren't aware.)
Bill arranged his and Mauri's sleeping arrangements for the evening:
Then we ate dinner, sat around the fire,
Mauri and her friend Lauren had planned a not-so-magic show for a skit, but since the program turned out to be more of a talent show(singing and playing instruments... one family showed up with drums, a keyboard, percussion instruments, and a guitar), and less of an open-stage skit night, they decided their comedic attempt would possibly not be appreciated.
Afterwards, I headed back home, to sleep comfortably in my own bed. The next morning I was up to take Lex to her practice (30 minutes away and she hates to drive by herself in unfamiliar territory), and get a few things done around the house.
So what does this have to do with the Mormon Message from this morning?
It has helped remind me again how much I appreciate my husband. After he and Mauri got home on Saturday, he told me about the great one-on-one time they were able to have together. He was willing to bring the bike, sleep (very uncomfortably, it turns out) overnight at the campout, and spend Saturday morning-into-midday doing what she wanted to do: hiking, nature-observing, and eating at Sonic. He listened to her talk (and that girl's a talker, let me tell you). He gave her his undivided attention.
And I got a little one-on-one with both Lexee and Shilo. And when those girls talk, I try to extend the conversation as long as possible. I have been reminded and motivated to make sure I am truly listening... giving my full attention.
4 1/2 more weeks, and I'll have another opportunity to practice. (Just in case you weren't aware.)
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