Querido Familia y Amigos:
For the hard-working moms in our family and for our friends, courtesy of Dallin on Mother's Day (I especially like the dancing part!):
For the hard-working moms in our family and for our friends, courtesy of Dallin on Mother's Day (I especially like the dancing part!):
Happy Happy Birthday this week to Timon and Avery!
Someone else was having a birthday, across the street by the local Catholic School.
We saw the following on a car:
We saw the following on a car:
Congratulations to Shawn for Completing a Major Goal:
8-Day 800 Mile Bicycling Race - Amgen Tour of California
For more info, talk to Shawn and Becca
Current Events:
Dinner with Brother Flake and Brother and Sister Reed: our standard Sunday dinner partners deserted us for this month. The Eberhards went home the first of May and the Allreds begged some time off. Sister Allred is a cancer survivor and not strong. Last Sunday we went to church looking for people to invite home to dinner. Outside was a man on his phone, someone Dad knew was without a place to go on Mother's Day. Brother Flake is moving his family here to increase some schools to teach returned missionaries enough English to place them in call centers. He told us that if they could afford his tuition, they weren't accepted. This schooling is for the very poor and those with enough English that a little more would get them the jobs. The other guests were the Reeds. Brother Reed is part of our ward bishopric. His wife plays piano for sacrament meeting and substitutes in Primary.
Last thought on Mother's Day: Arielle came home to a clean house and lasagna ready for the next day. Dal said, "Look Arielle, I'm wifing!"
Dinner with Brother Flake and Brother and Sister Reed: our standard Sunday dinner partners deserted us for this month. The Eberhards went home the first of May and the Allreds begged some time off. Sister Allred is a cancer survivor and not strong. Last Sunday we went to church looking for people to invite home to dinner. Outside was a man on his phone, someone Dad knew was without a place to go on Mother's Day. Brother Flake is moving his family here to increase some schools to teach returned missionaries enough English to place them in call centers. He told us that if they could afford his tuition, they weren't accepted. This schooling is for the very poor and those with enough English that a little more would get them the jobs. The other guests were the Reeds. Brother Reed is part of our ward bishopric. His wife plays piano for sacrament meeting and substitutes in Primary.
Last thought on Mother's Day: Arielle came home to a clean house and lasagna ready for the next day. Dal said, "Look Arielle, I'm wifing!"
Better and Better!
After a week with colds (I think I gave Dad his; not sure where I got mine), I worked a full shift again on Saturday. Dad and I were assigned to officiate for the 1 pm endowment session. Afterwards I worked in the clothing issue area until I was bored and rearranging shelves just so they'd look better. Before 5 pm my coordinator asked if I'd like to officiate on another endowment session with Dad. That took us to 7 pm. When I came out, the same coordinator, Hermana Rodriguez, hugged me until she was crying. It was a huge thumbs up day in her book. I had made it through an entire Saturday shift and wasn't tired. It was also the first time I've ever worked two sessions in one day!
Afterwards we went to Tacontento for dinner with Los Wilsons y Los Rosados (missionary companions). Today, believe it or not, I taught again! This was Sunday School, teaching with Dad. I also took a vase of flowers for Sacrament Meeting and played piano for Primary. Last week one of the ward members brought her Mother's Day bouquet and put it by the pulpit. This reminded me that my grandfather used to provide all the flowers for his Phoenix, AZ, ward from his very own garden. I cut some of our backyard begonias, filled a pitcher and took them with me this morning. The temple loves my organ playing. Now the barrio (ward) loves the flowers. Brother Reed (see above guest for dinner) commented on what a difference flowers make.
After a week with colds (I think I gave Dad his; not sure where I got mine), I worked a full shift again on Saturday. Dad and I were assigned to officiate for the 1 pm endowment session. Afterwards I worked in the clothing issue area until I was bored and rearranging shelves just so they'd look better. Before 5 pm my coordinator asked if I'd like to officiate on another endowment session with Dad. That took us to 7 pm. When I came out, the same coordinator, Hermana Rodriguez, hugged me until she was crying. It was a huge thumbs up day in her book. I had made it through an entire Saturday shift and wasn't tired. It was also the first time I've ever worked two sessions in one day!
Afterwards we went to Tacontento for dinner with Los Wilsons y Los Rosados (missionary companions). Today, believe it or not, I taught again! This was Sunday School, teaching with Dad. I also took a vase of flowers for Sacrament Meeting and played piano for Primary. Last week one of the ward members brought her Mother's Day bouquet and put it by the pulpit. This reminded me that my grandfather used to provide all the flowers for his Phoenix, AZ, ward from his very own garden. I cut some of our backyard begonias, filled a pitcher and took them with me this morning. The temple loves my organ playing. Now the barrio (ward) loves the flowers. Brother Reed (see above guest for dinner) commented on what a difference flowers make.
I'll end today with a photo from one of our walks this week. A wall of our favourite park is being used for a closet while the nearby workers are underground, still digging new waterlines. Here it's all done by hand.
Love to you all -
Hermana Brubaker
Missionary Mom
PS: You can see Kenton's cello recital on Facebook
Love to you all -
Hermana Brubaker
Missionary Mom
PS: You can see Kenton's cello recital on Facebook