Heath and Royce - the giant egg is from my Mom's Primary days and the words are lyrics from an old Primary song (must have been a bit before our times =). The egg hunt was in my sister's backyard.
Brent's Memorial day prayer before our BBQ at Grandpa's (too cold to swim!) pool
Mark's immediate offer to parallel park my car at the busy cemetary on Memorial day
Bruch with dear friends/old roommates! Thanks for tending, Royce!
The sweet friends who checked on us when we didn't show up at church (because of colds)
The way Wes's oversized fleece sweatshirt feels at the end of a long day
The wonderful neighbors who picked up Lucy from school when I couldn't find my car keys!
The feeling of spring breezing through the windows
Christmas shopping with my big sisters!
Lucy's daily choice of colorful, non-matching clothes
The sound of Lucy reading Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus to Spencer
Fixed sprinklers! Thanks Dad!!
Quote Wall
Spencer (first words upon entering Mom's room in the morning): "Mom? How old are I?" Mom:"Three." "Three?" Spencer repeated blankly, "Still three?" 6/24/12
Spencer (during family night scripture stories, feeling concern for Abinadi'd death by fire): "I...I would just (quick hand motions + sound effects) smash that fire right out! If I had Mantis (think: Kung Fu Panda 2) 9/10/12
4 comments:
Is that little poem a Packer family tradition? I love it!
I like the gigantic egg and wherever that hunt was is beautiful is that your parents backyard??
Heath and Royce - the giant egg is from my Mom's Primary days and the words are lyrics from an old Primary song (must have been a bit before our times =). The egg hunt was in my sister's backyard.
What a wonderful place for egg hunting!
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