My attempt at re-creating history

Addyson is going on a pioneer trek in July. She is leaving for Utah on Monday and won't be back until right before the trek. I had to get her clothes ready for the trip. She needed a long skirt or dress, apron and bonnet. We really lucked out and found long full skirts at a local thrift shop. We also found some cotton button down shirts at the thrift store. All I had to do was make an apron and bonnet. I took Addyson to the store to look for fabric. We couldn't really find a floral print that would have been true to the period. We made the decision to just choose fabric that Addyson really liked. So, here's my version of a pioneer.





Where'd my little girl go?

As a follow up from Camp, the bishopric has asked Jessica to speak in church this Sunday about her experiences at camp. She informed Buck (the one who asked her to speak) that this would be the best talk ever given by a beehive. We encouraged her to keep the talk along the spiritual side and not talk only about the swimming and jewelry making. I had her brainstorm all the different activities that they did and what she learned from each. We then found the 7 purposes of camp. She was then able to map out her talk.

Marty and I went to dinner for date night and came home to a complete talk written in Jessica's own words. I am very impressed. When did my little girl turn into a young woman? It's hardly fair.

I do have to share one funny thing she wrote. This isn't to tease her, but so that we can remember this for years to come. It was sooooo cute. She wasn't sure how to spell bishopric, so it came out "bishop brick". Every bishropric that I've ever known has been so strong, that they probably were built from bricks.

Surviving Girls Camp

This past week was girls camp for Addyson and Jessica. This was Jessica's first year. In the past year, she has really morphed into a girl. The thought of camping for a week in a tent without running water wasn't any fun. Addyson kept trying to convince her that she would enjoy camp. Jessica wasn't buying it. In preparation for camp, the leaders dubbed her "Chief grumbler". The weather forecast was rain all week. As a mom, I prayed for sunshine all week, so that Jessica would have one fewer thing to grumble about. A member of the bishopric called and asked if I thought Jessica would be willing to speak in sacrament meeting about her camp experience. I warned him that he may get more than he bargained for if she did that.

To my pleasant surprise, she came home from camp with much enthusiasm. She had a great time. The leaders even relinquished the grumbler title from her. She discovered that she can sleep on the ground, in a tent, with bugs, and still have a good time. PHEW!