Some Summer Fun Stuff

Tyson has been working WAY too much lately! Saturday after he finished working we were able to go to the temple to help my mom and dad do a huge stack of sealings that my mom had prepared from our geneology. It took a lot longer than anticipated and the sealer said he wasn't able to finish the last 2 people! We couldn't help but wonder if those 2 people were sitting up in heaven going, "Are you serious? My card is on the table! It will take 60 seconds!" That will give us an excuse to go back to the temple I guess!

After the temple we felt like we really needed to spend some time with the boys since Tyson has hardly seen them lately. We went to Mulligans to hit some golf balls.

We were so excited that they had a lefty kids club for Easton! But he was not in the mood for concentrating. He spent most of the time throwing the balls onto the grass and playing with a tee he found.

We were glad Grandpa Cook could come too and help us perfect our swings.

Tyson with great form.

Easton REALLY wanted me to try hitting with the bucket on my head. I don't think it helped much:)

This summer we participated in a book exchange! It's kind of like a chain letter thing where you send one book to the kid in line #1 and you send the letter out to 6 friends. You're supposed to end up getting 36 books out of it by only giving one. I figured even if we only got one out of the 36 it would be fun! Easton got his first book in the mail yesterday and he was so excited! Thanks Aunt Mel for the invite!

For FHE last night we visited the Salt Lake City Cemetary. There are over 120,000 people buried there making it the largest city-owned cemetary in the nation. Although the weather wasn't really cooperating with us we tried to visit the graves of each of the 13 prophets buried there in between thunder storms. Each of us had been assigned a 5-minute talk on one of the prophets.

At Spencer W. Kimball's grave my dad shared a special story about when President Kimball came to visit the MTC while he was there. No one knew he was coming and no one thought he would be able to come because he was so sick. My dad had heard he was coming and had his camera out ready to take pictures. Someone from the MTC saw him and asked him to photograph the event. He went out to take a picture of the prophet getting out of his car and President Kimball walked right up to him and kissed him on the cheek and told him he loved him. My dad said that was all he needed to know - that the person who signed that letter that sent him on his mission knew him and loved him.

Another missionary happened to snap a picture and got it to my dad. This is a pretty bad picture of a picture, but I just wanted to make sure the story was recorded.

We are looking forward to a much less hectic week this week! Callan and I are fighting a cold so hopefully that goes away soon so we can enjoy some down time!