Adore your Spruce

There has been sickness in our family (this will not come as a surprise to those who have been reading regularly). Alison felt sick all this week, so the kids watched lots of movies. The kids enjoyed this a lot, but Alison was glad that it was over by Friday.

While Alison and the kids were at the park Sara told Alison "Watch me mommy, I am going down the slide 400 miles!" Fortunately the slide was about 400 miles tall, so she didn't end up in another state.

Rea wants us to add that Timmy got a booster seat at the table. He now sits up with the big kids and mostly throws his food on the ground.

On Friday we went to a ward fireside entitled "Adore Your Spouse". They told us how to have a better marriage, but we were already doing all the things. We have always thought that we had a wonderful marriage, but now we have proof.

Saturday morning at 4:00 am Mike came down with the sickness. Apparently it was a super bug or something because Mike rarely gets sick. He spent all of Saturday and a little bit of Sunday feeling sick.

Despite the sickness, we were able to make it to Grandparents Mike and Sheila's house to pick up some things that they were giving away. We got some travel books, some food, some toys, and some veggie tale movies. The girls were very excited.

On this Sunday we made spruce jelly from the spruce tips that we have been secretly collecting in our front yard. The jelly didn't set up very well, but we made muffins to put it on, and it tastes pretty good (it is a little evergreen in flavor, but that is mostly interesting). It also ended up a very peculiar color.

Sunday night when we were reading scriptures we told the girls how the jaredites were being wicked and they bopped each other until they all died. Sara added "and they lived happily ever after. The End." We told her that they were not happy at the end, and so she said "And the land lived happily ever after."

After that, she bopped Rea in a very careful manner and said "She didn't die!"

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