Sunday, April 6, 2008
I learned from my mom that every experience is enhanced if there is a treat involved. So conference weekend had me and some Swedish Fish hanging out on the couch getting edified. The candy worked wonders for my older two boys who understand bribes. Not so much for Ethan who then just kept on asking, "Is it treat time yet?" This was probably the most I've heard of conference in about 6 years. It's nice when the afternoon session hits naptime and the two most distracting kids are in bed and the older two know how to do some things quietly. Sometimes.
Hub was busy this past month improving our 72-hour-kit situation. We have really only had one huge pack in the past and figured it would get us by. But after lots of guilt-inducing lessons and seeing mile long lists of things we should have ready, we decided we needed an upgrade. He and the boys put everything together during the first session. We are going to update clothes and certain foods every conference weekend. The boys had fun marking things off their checklist and fighting over which color flashlight they got. My pack happens to be the biggest because I am the strongest one in the family, I guess. We bought the little kid backpacks from ebay for a steal. This now concludes the ramblings of moi.