Some of Isaac’s junior high friends told him about a game they heard about that was made up by some kids at a nearby high school. The game has one rule, which is that as soon as you think about the game, you lose. Seven-year-old Rose loved this concept, especially the idea that you can make everyone else lose along with you. First thing the next morning, she told us all, “I lost the game!”
We spent this past weekend watching General Conference. Isaac’s a usually-pleasant person who likes to scowl at cameras (also sometimes when asked to do chores).
Mabel, who’s 11, wanted to be on the ballroom team at her elementary school (although in the end it wouldn’t fit into her schedule) and spent quite a bit of time practicing the Cha-cha with friends at recess and at home with Dean. (I love that Dean will cha-cha with her.)
This morning two-year-old Hazel and I were walking Henry to the corner, where he meets up with my friend who walks him and her kids the rest of the way to school. Hazel loves our little walk and usually spends it looking for pieces of gravel.
Today I looked down and saw Hazel take a little step backward and say quietly, “Back step, triple step.”