I was looking through Isaac's backpack and noticed that he wrote his full name on his paper. It made me smile. Not to mention he got 100% on this paper. He's our smart Macker Snacker. (nick name).
Emma was having a great time at the playground pushing around a ball in a Tonka truck.
The kids had gone with their dad to a place in the river during the break. They wanted to take me there but we heard it was a place locals liked to bathe and a friend told us about a different place up the river. She generally gave us directions and we ventured out to find it. She said, "If you pass the goats you've probably gone too far." I'm still not totally sure if this is the place she was talking about but it's where we went. The kids had fun floating around. Emma slept most of the time we were there and lizards surrounded us.
Thursday evening I got the kids to bed and Mark was doing an anatomy sutures thing on cadavers for Surgery club. I needed to make bread. I lit the gas oven then sat at the table to look at my computer while the bread was rising and the oven was preheating. I smelled something strange. We live with the windows open and at first I thought it was just something outside. Then I realized it was the gas from the stove. Apparently it didn't actually light like I thought it did (even though I swear I checked to be sure like I always do...) and it had been letting out gas for a while. I needed to hurry and get this bread cooking and done so I could go to bed. I turned off the gas and aired out the oven a bit with the door and my hand waving around. Then I went to light it. Nothing happened. I remembered I had turned off the gas. So I turned the gas back on and again went to light it and BOOOOOOM!!! Like in a movie! I screamed! I'm not sure how I got there but I found myself in the corner by the locked barred screen door. I was in SHOCK! What in the world!?!? I was able to think enough to turn off the gas. I didn't know what to do or how to feel I was so rattled. My toes felt singed but I couldn't look down. I grabbed my phone and called Mark in hysterics. He couldn't understand most of what I said. I was starting to hyperventilate. He told me to sit down and breath and he would come home. He got home in record time. I felt bad and ridiculous for taking him from studying. When he got home he just held me as I cried. He helped me calm down and not feel bad about it. I had been completely TERRIFIED!!! I was certainly watched over!
Friday was technically the kids last day of school. They will start the summer program on Monday. Our schedule won't change at all. I've heard at school they will be mixing up the students and teachers a bit and do group projects.
Emma wanted these in her hair.
Saturday
Mark went zip lining with SGA
Rosealie Bay to see baby turtles
Lexi enjoyed finding hermit crabs and showing them to the younger children.
It made me so happy to watch this giggly Kari experience the crab tickling her hands.
The Atlantic side of the island is too rough for swimming. You wouldn't even want to right now with all the seaweed type stuff all over the beach. Ick!
Emma was NOT happy at one point while we were waiting for the excavation to get started. She was just screaming! I left the kids with our group and walked around with Emma and planned to stick her feet in the pool to distract her from whatever her problem was. She calmed down and released some gas. I guess her tummy had been hurting her. I was glad she was feeling better. I was afraid I would miss the baby turtles all together.
There were only 4 baby turtles alive that needed help out.
Emma was so excited to see the turtles!
Sunday is Father's day. We love our Daddy so much!!!
Talks at church quoted conference about reading the Book of Mormon everyday everyday everyday... I admit I really struggle with that. It was awesome that the speaker spoke about the Iron Rod and I had chosen to play Hold to the Rod without any knowledge of the subjects for the meeting! Pretty cool.
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