Caroling on the 1st

Details, details, details. John says I should list some. For those of you who will be caroling on the 1st, here are the plans:

1. Meet at our home at 6pm. We will have the opening prayer, etc at that point. We will try to leave here by 6:15pm.
2. We anticipate caroling until about 7pm - or until the kids drive us crazy, whichever comes first.
3. If you have ideas of who you would like to carol to, bring your ideas. We will have a flexible plan of attack that can be modified with any requests.
4. We will provide sheet music for carols, but if you have favorites, bring them too. We typically sing two songs per home - one secular and one sacred. Don't worry, we don't get too fancy, this is a family activity.

Any other questions? Call.

Yeah for Wraps!

Thank you for all your support. Charlie, your one measly little vote didn't stand a chance against the world of knowledgeable wrappers!

Christmas Caroling

Ahh, December. Cold weather, snowflakes, hot chocolate, and Christmas caroling. We have a big fan of caroling at my house - John. I enjoy singing, but John LOVES to carol. So, for a Family Home Evening in December, we always go Christmas caroling. This year, John proposed that we carol for every FHE in the month, starting on the 1st! When I suggested that we might get caroled out and perhaps we should wait until the 8th (at the earliest) to start, he had a better solution.

"Why don't you post it on your blog and see who wants to go with us?"

So, here I am, begging for your support. Come carol with us! It really is a fun, painless FHE, especially here where the weather is so moderate. And, did I mention it is fun?

Wraps and Ranch

I invited my ingrate brother Charlie to have lunch with me today. He hung out with me for the morning, so I didn't want to just eat in front of him. I made a really yummy wrap (tortilla, spring mix greens, grilled chicken, shredded cheese and Ranch dressing) and we got into a theological debate. Charlie maintains that wrap is just a fancy word for burrito so that stores don't sound like they are selling Mexican food. He says that, since the main component is Mexican (tortilla) that makes the whole thing a burrito. I say, that because the thing does not have Mexican seasoning, it is not Mexican, and therefore not a burrito, but a WRAP! Obviously, the boy has issues. But then, my crazy sisters agreed with him, so now he thinks he is right. Bear me out here, a wrap is a wrap, and a burrito is a Mexican entree involving some kind of meat/beans and MEXICAN seasoning!

Also, he says that Ranch is not a cowboy dressing. (Please don't ask how we got there, the discussion was long, varied, and not really that interesting.) But, who knows any cowboy who uses any dressing other than Ranch. For heaven's sake, its called RANCH. How much more cowboy-ee can you get?

I VOTED!

Last night, Joy (who, by the way, is 6) came home with something that troubled me. She was super excited because her school is having an assembly for Veteran's Day today (Tuesday). And, she was talking about voting. I am not sure to what extent the subject has been discussed in school, but there has obviously been some discussion. She asked me who I was voting for. I told her, "McCain". She was excited and wanted to know who Dad (John) was voting for. I told her, "McCain". She was so excited that both of her parents were voting the same (twins, she said) that she started dancing in the kitchen. She couldn't wait to go to school and tell her friends. Then, she got serious and said, "Oh, I guess I shouldn't tell. We need to keep our vote private." Apparently, someone in authority at school told her that she shouldn't talk about who she was voting for. I was concerned. We talked about that we have the right to keep our vote private, but we also have the right to share our opinions on candidates, and our preferences in voting. In fact, I believe we have an obligation to share our opinions. "All that is necessary for evil to succeed is that good men do nothing." Please, do something. VOTE!!! And yes, I voted MCCAIN!

Wake Up Call

This morning, at 5:54am, I was woken up by a cry of,

"I YELLLLLLLL!"
"I YELLLLLLL!"

A few moments pause and then -

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp (you get the idea) on the bedroom wall.

After a minute or two of that -
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

And, none of these sounds were mad. They were just Brigham letting us know that he was awake!