It's my favorite time of the week.... p-day (preparation day) and I get to hear from my darling Whitney. As has become tradition here are a few of John's funny observations from last year. I am enjoying this so much I might ask him to continue to send me an email each week with the silly things he sees and hears.
If you would like to read Whitney's letters home you can find them here on her blog.
"I am sitting here in a recliner getting a body butter feet treat from Loaf and Brick. They are actually very good. Mom told them to go to bed, but I have asked that they be allowed to work on me a little more. They also did my knees, calves, ankles, head, and arms. They are good. They are also very funny. Loaf is becoming more sassy every day. Last week one evening Loaf didn't agree with mom on something and began to threaten mom, and then mom would counter, and Loaf got more aggressive. Mom was looking to me for support, but I could only laugh. Somehow I get more protective of mom with the boys than with little Loafie. One funny thing that happened today is the dentist told Rock that he could limit placque by keeping his mouth closed more often. As you can imagine, we have taken advantage of that, particularly Arnold who has taken many opportunities to suggest to Rock that he talk less."
"Your last letter sounded very good. I hope all is well with you. I will give you a few news items from home. Brick got in a wreck on his bike and gashed his leg and had to get stitches. I took him to the clinic and discovered that he has something in common with Tank. He ran right up to two other kids who were in the 10 to 12 year range and started playing a game with them. Immediately it was like they had known each other for years. Three rough quotes from their game: "I got you in my web. Now I'm going to take your head off." "I have killed you five times already." And, then, one of the kids told him he was very good at the game, and he said, "I am a very good predator."
The doctor and nurse thought he was the most adorable boy they had ever seen and enjoyed asking him questions. The injury hasn't really slowed him down at all, although he can't swim until the stitches are out, so he is bummed about that. Arnold is in Peru, and we get pictures on Instagram. She is holding small children in almost every picture. She is having a great experience. Fred is cooking dinner every night for two weeks for personal progress. I love our church with its programs that provide those kinds of household obligations. Gus is reading tons and riding Havoc. She is also doing a lot in the garden. We are having a fiesta in the back yard next Monday for mom's cousin who is getting married. The boys are about the same. Lots of fun and games and fighting. Rock put a spider in the girls bed last night so they slept upstairs. I asked Loaf if she was a baby, and she gave me an indignant look and informed me that she is a princess, not a baby."