First I woke up to the smell of Mama Crookshank making her world-famous strawberry french-toast. SO GOOD! It's like music to my stomach! :D
Second, sometimes when I am with Eric and Mike...we tease each other. Relentlessly. Like so much that sometimes people think we hate each other. But we don't. And it's great! :D This day, so many Abi-themed jokes were flying, I couldn't keep track of them. Let me just say, it's a good thing I can laugh at myself because these boys find everything there is to laugh about, and it's hilarious! :)
Third, Sundays like these that confirm my knowledge that the Church is true. It's just so happy and amazing! I loved this Sunday! I got to sit next to Mike and Eric again in Sacrament meeting (just like the old days at BYU!) and we sang and had a grand time. Audrey gave a wonderful talk, Devin played the organ like a champion, and the talks were very insightful--focused on patience and fathers. (It was Father's Day.)
Fourth, I'm so happy I get to go to Relief Society. Mama Crookshank couldn't go with me because she is working with the Primary children, but Eric introduced me to a wonderful Sister Donaldson, and we had a grand time! I just love the sisterhood of the church. It's wonderful, and I felt so loved and welcome!
Fifth, I rode a motorcycle. Eric took me on a motorcycle. I've never been on a motorcycle. Was I scared? You bet. Did I love it? Absolutely. He gave me all the pointers and told me what to do...and I was anxious... and it took a while to get used to...but it was so fun! He drove me through T-mec wine country, and it was such a sunny, warm, beautiful, happy day....I just loved it so much. So great!
Sixth, naps on the trampoline.
Glorious. I was on there too...but I just don't sleep like these guys! Oh well!
Seventh, Sunday walks. They're just as therapeutic in Cali-five-nia as they are in Idaho. Perhaps more-so...because there are palm trees. Which happen to be one of my favorite things. ;) While these boys continued their beauty-sleep, I walked to this beautiful place to call my own, wonderful Daddy and wish him a happy Father's Day.
I sat there and had a nice visit with him. It was wonderful. And I love that man. Some other sights I saw were these:
>sigh< Beautiful....
Eighth, as I said, Mike and Eric are ridiculous. And they make fun of me. Which doesn't exactly bode well for serious dinner-time conversation. Needless to say, we visited for a while, but those to boys just would not hold still! (I, of course, was a little saint. ;) ) Anyways, after a while of trying to keep order, Papa Crookshank excused us, the college kids, from the dinner table because we couldn't pay attention. We disrupted everything. How embarrassing! ;) Haha
Ninth, the whole family went on a walk later to a grassy field where we all played catch (with a football, frisbee, and racquetball...at the same time). We were so silly, and it was loads of fun! We also played crack-the-whip, and then I started a grueling game of "No Bones." Can I just say...greatest game ever invented. The end.
The rest of the night was filled with Bang!, Father's Day gifts, The Man from Snowy River, silliness, plenty of disruption from Eric, Mike, and I, and visiting with Eric for a long time. It was such a grand day!
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The next morning, we woke up, visited, packed, wrote love-notes, hugged my Crookshank family goodbye, and left to pick up Carissa to go back to good, ole P-town. It was a grand 10 hour drive full of visiting and joking and tons of music. Country, because all of us like it and there would be no complaints, and we also listened to the theme-song of the trip: The Calendar by Panic!. It's so good. And I still listen to it at least once a day. I'm fond of it. :] Here is a picture collage of the road home...
So lovely! The END.
Okay, sorry the Saga (and each post in it) was so long. I 'pologize!
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