Thanks for the memories...

When scrapbooking used to be cool, Ryan used to say 

"aww, memories that is what these are" 

so, when I started a blog, which to him is just a scrapbook on the internets 

(intentional "s") 

I decided an appropriate title would be, Memories...That's What These Are. 

And I guess he is pretty right, I wish I used my blog more to share things I know I will want to remember for ever. However, I do keep a pretty good journal so hopefully between the two I won't be the crazy mom who can never keep her children's stories right when she is in her 50s! So...a memory...starting with a riddle...

1. Where did Ryan and I have our first kiss?

2. Where did we break up?

3. Where did we get back together?

4. We brought all our first furniture home in?

5. What did we take on all our hikes, four-wheeling adventures, camping, hunting, and create so many memories in...

Answer:

"Daddy's BLUE truck!" (which was actually black but he is cute so we let it go!)

Good bye...thanks for the memories...

umm...I won't miss driving you, or filling up your tank! 

Better late than never...

We had our first legitimate Family Home Evening  

To be honest, as I prepared a 30 second lesson and 4 minute activity (that is Wesson's fabulous attention span) I felt so ridiculous. 
Everything online seemed really cheesy and I thought about giving these lessons to my kids when they are older and how corny I would feel. 
My parents didn't do Family Home Evening so I didn't really have any experience to go off of. (I take that back, we did sing In Our Lovely Deseret and play Phase 10 quite often on Mondays...) 
But Ryan's family did the whole 9 yards, the cheesy 80's Family Night song (ie. visit grandma, ride our bikes, have a picnic, go on hikes...) a prepared lesson, a fun engaging activity, followed by a delicious dessert. 
To say I was aware of the expectations was an understatement. Then I remembered my audience, my sweet little Wesson he is goo with no judging and everything would be fine. (And Ryan has about the same attention span so he would be good with anything!)

I thought for our first lesson we would start with the very basic.

I just printed an LDS clip art of Jesus with the children.

I told Wesson how much Jesus loves him.

How much he loves everyone.

 And I know he lives.

Then I asked Wesson, "who does Jesus love?"

He responded so confidently and with so much enthusiasm:
 "ME, mommy, daddy and Cosby"
(that is the neighbor's dog...and he is right, although I didn't teach him that part) 

I love that boy. I love being his mom and the one who is entrusted to teach him that Jesus does love him! 


Then on to the activity...

like father like son...

You'll see Ryan decided to help rather than just spectate...


Oh and don't worry we did have a delicious treat as well! (they are go to treat from March until...I run out of all the Cadbury eggs I stock up on...sometimes July!)

So after one night I feel like I have had my pay day. It may be cheesy but I look forward to visiting Grandma, going on hikes, teaching my son and building memories of being together as a Family.

They are the most fun boys to spend my Monday nights with anyway!