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May 30, 2011

Mar 7: Grad Party

Steven threw me a little grad party for Family Home Evening. He made lots of food and invited over our 'grand forks family'.
Some of the food.

I didn't take any pictures during the party except:

There was lots of good food and even better company. The question I got asked most frequently was, "How does it feel to be done?" My answer: "It feels like a giant weight that I didn't even know was there is lifted off my shoulders".

We are truly blessed to have good friends here. As we told everyone it was Family Home Evening, we thought it best to have some sort of message. I shared this quote:
Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, A Prayer for the Children (Apr 2003 CR, 90)
“Live the gospel as conspicuously as you can. Keep the covenants your children know you have made. Give priesthood blessings. And bear your testimony!11 Don’t just assume your children will somehow get the drift of your beliefs on their own. …
“Nephi-like, might we ask ourselves what our children know? From us? Personally? Do our children know that we love the scriptures? Do they see us reading them and marking them and clinging to them in daily life? Have our children ever unexpectedly opened a closed door and found us on our knees in prayer? Have they heard us not only pray with them but also pray for them out of nothing more than sheer parental love? Do our children know we believe in fasting as something more than an obligatory first-Sunday-of-the-month hardship? Do they know that we have fasted for them and for their future on days about which they knew nothing? Do they know we love being in the temple, not least because it provides a bond to them that neither death nor the legions of hell can break? Do they know we love and sustain local and general leaders, imperfect as they are, for their willingness to accept callings they did not seek in order to preserve a standard of righteousness they did not create? Do those children know that we love God with all our heart and that we long to see the face—and fall at the feet—of His Only Begotten Son? I pray that they know this.
“Brothers and sisters, our children take their flight into the future with our thrust and with our aim. And even as we anxiously watch that arrow in flight and know all the evils that can deflect its course after it has left our hand, nevertheless we take courage in remembering that the most important mortal factor in determining that arrow’s destination will be the stability, strength, and unwavering certainty of the holder of the bow.”

September 29, 2010

Steven turned 25!



In July...and I'm just now posting about it. BUT it was the very last day of July, so I'm not really THAT behind.
For his birthday, he voted to have his gift be getting to go to the OshKosh Air Show in Wisconsin with a group from school. He left me for like 5 days and went and looked at airplanes, met pilots, camped out, did other man stuff. I stayed home and hung out with the baby. So, that was technically his birthday present.

But, it was BEFORE his birthday and I still wanted to celebrate somehow...so we had a party with some of our friends. It was the first time we had really had a group of people over since we've lived here. Our new apartment isn't huge, but it was big enough to have people over. We played Jenga Max (one of Steven's gifts) and we also played Mad Jab. AND we had cake, ice cream, and some other foods that I never took a picture of.

The families with kids all left right as the other couple without kids showed up. They stayed and chatted with us for awhile (but I forgot to take their picture!). We watched this crazy rain storm that blew in too.

Overall, it was pretty fun. Steven got to hang out with all of our GF friends, spend some time with airplanes, and his old mission companion even called from Brazil. Here's some pictures of the party

The cake-it got kind of melty, but I made that bad boy into an airplane!


Blowing out LOTS of candles:


Playing Jenga Max


The Butlers


The Smiths


The Adams


The Piersons (minus Dallin who was at summer camp for ROTC)