Good to the Last Drop

Ethan was caugh red-handed. Adam's birthday party lasted kind of late last night, and by the time we finished cake and ice cream, we were too tired to clean up. The bowls were left on the table overnight, so this morning Ethan discovered them. When he's hungry, he doesn't intend to wait to be served. Cake, frosting, and ice cream were all chocolate and this was the result.

Father's Day

Our family has been asked to speak in Sacrament Meeting on Father's Day. They wanted to get us before we leave, I guess. I'm always glad for the opportunity to speak in church, but I'm kind of dreading this one. It will basically be our formal chance to say goodbye to the ward here. I will no doubt be an emotional wreck. Oh well, we'll get through it. Goodbyes are hard, especially when it's to friends you've been close to for five years. The Lovelock ward has been our family away from home and we will definitely miss all of the wonderful people here. They have been so good to us. We have no regrets about coming here in the first place. It is where our family has needed to be. Now, however, the time has come to go back home. Home is home, no matter what they say. We look forward to reuniting with family and friends back in Maine.

I thought these pictures were too cute to not post. Laura is always looking out for Ethan, and he depends on her quite a bit. The second one here is Adam, in the shade of what few trees there were. Ethan was a willing subject that day, as you can see. We love his dimples.

Here is what we did on Memorial Day. We went to Rye Patch Reservoir and had a picnic. The kids skipped rocks and after lunch we went hiking on a short trail they have marked. It was fun.

This is the flautist whom I accompanied for a state competition. Her name is Siohbahn McGuinness (pronounced ShaVON). She played a flute solo at the spring band concert.

You can see how long the trombone is; Jessica is sitting in the back row and it sticks out past the people in front of her. She is the only trombone in her grade.

Brigham was harder to capture on camera since flutes were kind of in the middle of the front row. The second picture is blurry, but at least you can see him actually playing his instrument.

Here's David on the clarinet. He is usually first chair, but the girl in the picture got a turn for one song.