One Sweet Girl

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Fire, Fire, Fire

 Yesterday we had our first encounter with fire.  Nothing real serious, but enough to make my heart pound and my legs go weak in the knees.  I was upstairs helping Hyrum clean the bathroom when I heard William start crying downstairs.  I thought Thomas had probably just hurt him and kept on doing what I was doing.  A moment later William was upstairs screaming/crying, "FIRE, there's a fire downstairs!"  My heart immediately started pounding and I took off down the stairs.  On the way William, still terrified, cries that the fire is in the microwave.  I ran into the kitchen and saw that the inside of the microwave was filled with orange  flames.  I stopped the microwave, unplugged it and opened the microwave door.  Black smoke poured out.  I ran to open windows so the fire alarm would not go off and then ran back to the microwave and blew out the fire (thank goodness that's all it took to put it out).  It was then that I saw the culprit of the fire; a set of play keys.  Apparently Thomas had put them in the microwave and started it.  Now that I look back it doesn't seem like such a big deal, but in the moment I was really scared.  I was shaking for a while after it happened.  I don't know if the microwave could have exploded or if the fire would have just gone out once the microwave turned off, I'm just grateful that Thomas was not hurt.  I'm also grateful that William knew exactly what to do.  He ran right to me and told me what was wrong and exactly where the fire was. He's our little hero.  Hopefully now the boys will never play with the microwave again.  :) 

After the fire the, boys got all the rescue heros and lined them up on the ledge to keep us safe.

Preparing For Conference

Last night for family home evening we had a lesson to help us get ready for the upcoming General Conference.  I set up a play tent in the living room with the door opening towards a picture of the temple.  We sat (quite snugly) in the tent and read from the Book of Mormon the account of King Benjamin gathering his people together at the temple to hear his words (Mosiah 2:1-8).  I asked the boys why it was important for the prophet to speak to us and they replied, "to teach us, it's kind of like going to school," "to tell us things."  It was fun to hear their simple yet truthful answers.  We then talked about things we could do to help us listen to the propthet during conference.  We set a goal for each of us to listen for one thing during conference that will help us be like Jesus.  I then had the boys draw pictures of our prophet today, President Thomas S. Monson.  Here are their masterpieces.  It's fun to see the difference in details from the youngest to the oldest.

This was one of the first times Thomas has drawn a recognizable person.  Notice his circle head, two eyes, mouth, arms, legs and the line below the mouth is his tie, according to Thomas.

William's prophet with a super-human arm.

Hryum's very detailed picture including, stand, microphone, flowers, audience and a message from the prophet telling us, "do not smoke."

Oh, how I love it when family night is a success, ending with priceless memories instead of contention and  frustration.