Best of Friends

Halloween

Burrrrr, it finally turned cooler, at least for the weekend of Halloween. Dallin was excited to be a dragon (a great little costume I picked up for 1.98 at the thrift store, hurray for deals) and Reed, well, he likes getting dressed up just about as much as me. Our little cowboy and dragon ended up having a great night at the Trunk-er-Treat though, and Ross and I enjoyed the fruits of their labors! I have decided that I need to be better and get more excited for this holiday for the sake of the boys, so perhaps next year there will be a little more spooky at the Hyatt House.

Preschool Continued

This last month Dallin's Preschool class went on two different field trips. First they learned about fire safety, followed by a trip to the Jerome City Fire Station where they listened to the fire fighters, toured the station, walked through the trucks and listened to the sirens. Their next adventure was one the kids had prepared for all month as they learned Halloween songs that they sang to the individuals at a local rest home. They all sang so well, and the smiles on their faces say it all. Dallin even taught me his favorite song, "Halloween, Halloween, ohhhh what funny things are seen, Black Cats and Ghosts, Skeletons too, Clowns and Witches all say BOO!" Dallin loved getting to dress up in his costume too! November brought Dallin's turn to be the class V.I.P. so we had fun making turkey treats for him to share with his class.

Miracles

I've been reflecting a lot on how much my family and I have been blessed by the Lord this past year. We have found so much peace and contentment while living in Jerome. We have made wonderful friends and the kids are doing so well. Recently our ward boundaries were changed and we now find ourselves in the 6th ward, it will be a good opportunity for growth and we look forward to whats to come. We are so thrilled thinking about the weeks to come when we're able to bring home our new son. Most recently, I have felt the love of the Lord as I look back at the struggle my Father has had with his brain tumor. From the beginning of this fight with nature our family has felt the peace that comes with prayer and priesthood blessings. This particular tumor has been treated with medication for the last two years, with hopes it would shrink - surgery was not an option and it was believed by medical professionals that it would forever more be a part of Dad's existence. Surprisingly and most excitingly was the news that the tumor is now gone, a true miracle in all of our lives. My Father has always meant so much to me and I will forever be grateful for the time we've been given with him, especially for his grandchildren to have the opportunity to spend time with Grandpa. My faith has grown through this and my appreciation of the temple has increased. How grateful I am again to the Lord for the blessings he pours out on us. We love you Dad.