So we finally moved out of our parents home. Why we left we’re not so sure – giant theater room, granite counter tops, mom’s cooking - but we loved staying with the parents and appreciate their kindness. Our boys miss sharing their wisdom with our parents: one morning Caleb walked upstairs and found Grandpa working on the computer. Caleb said, “Grandpa, do you know why cats have tails? It is to keep their bums warm.” Another day Luke was eating a sandwich for lunch with Grandpa and Grandma Rollins. Luke said, “Grandpa, do you know why we call salami, salami?”. “No I don’t,” said Grandpa. Luke continued, “It’s because it tastes like salami!” Yes, geniuses in the making.
So we moved back into the home we bought 3 years ago in Lehi and had been renting while going to school and living with Ben’s parents. Here is the low down:
Ben – Merged off his eye bandage company into another company and received some compensation for his work for the past year. Hoping that it pays off bigger in a few more years. Decided to take a job at the University of Utah to help find and turn technologies into viable businesses which will make biiiilllliiooons - maybe. Just called to be Sunday School President.
Nicole - Works daily to keep house in order (really it's useless). Volunteers weekly at Luke's school. Teaches a few neighborhood kids how to play the piano. Plays the piano for primary (beautiful music but can become a little mind numbing).
Luke - 6 years old, first grader, member of the "Pilgrims Landing 4-7 year old boy gang" currently boasting about 10 members. Recent havoc includes writing all over the driveway of a neighbor with crab apple berries (does not wash off with water only a bleach solution applied with elbow grease), busting the porch bench of same neighbor, throwing tomatoes onto a tramp and then proceeding to jump and squash them into sauce, and taking a baseball bat to our tree leaving it naked with its branches strung across the yard. After being publicly grounded for the last incident his friends assured him, "it's okay Luke, we've got recess."
Caleb - 4 years old, also a member of above mentioned boy gang. Also took part in all gang related activity. Begins a gymnastics class this week. Does not attend preschool, instead runs errands with me and plots with all gang members currently too young to attend school. Not afraid to speak his mind: While at Grandmas, Peter broke Caleb’s sword so Caleb hit Peter. Aunt Melanie looked at Caleb and told him not to hit. Caleb stood there for a second looking at Melanie and then said, “You don’t live hear you know.”
Greta - 11 months old, not quite a walker, the best eater in the house and very regularly out eats both her brothers. Is not shy, regularly screams a high-pitch scream during sacrament, in the car, or while shopping.
Those are the high-lights. This update in no way preludes more regular posting. I make no promises. I will, although, post some more pictures this week - probably.
The "Awesomist Forever Family in the World" (Caleb's words)