The kids were watching “Reading Rainbow” this morning. There was a really cool book about mummies that told the process of mummification. After the book, Levar Burton – the host – gave us a tour of a museum that has mummies.

During the tour piece of the episode, they performed a CT of a mummy to see the bone structure and then sculpted the head based off of the measurements that they found.

One of my children asked, “Why are they called ‘mummies’ instead of a ‘dead mom?’”

You will never guess who asked the question.

I guess when I die I will be a ‘mummy.’

We were at Target tonight getting a few items. Noah was soooo tired. He had to get into the cart because his feet wouldn't carry him anymore.

We were talking about what nail polish color to purchase when Noah told us that we needed to be quiet.

I asked him, "Why?"

He responded, "Because my foot fell asleep."

As we were eating dinner last night, our family discussed where we want to go to celebrate Rob's graduation (yes. I know that it is still three years away, but, hey. We can plan ahead, right???).

It was decided (sort of) that we want to go to Fiji or Cozumel or Cancun or even a Disney cruise (thank you Travel Channel).

I made that comment that I really don't care as long as I can sit on a beach, drink margaritas (virgin, of course....), and read a book.

Jacob was incredulous that I wanted to read. "Read on vacation?" he snorted. Laughing hysterically, he said, "Reading on a vacation is just plain stupid!"

I told him, very matronly-like, "Jacob, that is what adults like to do. They read on vacation because they have no time."

Remember the days gone by when it was pure torture to actually read. Pulling teeth ring a bell?

I make my kids read for 30 minutes a day and you would think that I was the worst mom ever!

Yeah. On another note. Rob started his nasty school schedule today. For the last month he has only had one class. WOW! Can I just tell you how nice it has been to have him around. Not only physically, but to have him able to interact with the kids and me and not off studying!

He has two months of the schedule and then he will be done for two weeks! yay!

This last month gave us a glimpse of what life will be like when he is finally done with school. I am grateful that he is going. I am proud of him. He just got his "diploma" from SLCC in the mail this last week. He left there with a 3.7 (A-) cummulative GPA. Isn't he just so STINKING smart???

Nine more semesters - 36 months left. Noah will be eight. Gabrielle, twelve. Jacob, thirteen.

Life is fantastic: Rob is still alive, kids healthy, & we are happy.

The last two weeks have been busy. Three reunions in two weekends!

I was in (co) charge of the reunion (see pics above) for the Tice family. We haven't had a family reunion-ever. It turned out to be a rousing success. However, I am glad that we are done with reunions for the year. Only 360 days left until the next...

Sorry, no pics for the other two.

Buh, bye.

So, in the dead quiet of Sacrament meeting two weeks ago, Noah says, (loudly - he doesn't know what a quiet voice is or how to achieve it) "Daddy? Do lice live in your hair?"

Needless to say, many people were laughing when they were supposed to be thinking about Jesus. Hmmm.

This Sunday (the 27th), he asks, "Daddy, why do they serve food here?" Again with the laughing.

I wonder what he will say this coming week? DURING Abby's blessing??? Hopefully, he will learn his whisper voice by then!

Saturday we went on a four mile hike (2 up, 2 down) up Neff's Canyon. It was a fabulous day. We packed a lunch so we wouldn't wither away.

Noah, as usual, was chattering away. Right now, he is fascinated with pirates. He is planning on being a pirate and an engineer when he grows up.

One of the (many) things he talked to us about was how pirates have to go to school. He then stated:

"I won't go to Pirate School, because they won't think I'm a pirate because I don't have a hook. I will just tell them that I used to have a hook, but they cut it off and put on a real hand instead."


I think that, that is pretty believable, don't you?