Cookies and More Cookies

Drum roll, please...

(Here is a link just in case the box doesn't work on your computer. My sweetie says it won't work on his and I didn't want you to feel left out.)

 http://www.ksl.com/?sid=24431768&nid=1194

OK, as promised, here is me on TV. My kids assure me that I didn't do as badly as I thought I did, but I haven't been able to bring myself to watch it yet. Let me know what you think.









Tomorrow is Teach's last big party before she leaves on her mission for our church. She will speak during our meeting and then all of our family and friends will congregate here for a bowl of chili, a roll, and tons of cookies.

The girls spent the day baking sugar cookies and lemon bars and snickerdoodles. Yesterday Princess made oatmeal raisin and on Thursday she made chocolate chip. We have put together literally hundreds of cookies. There are about 150 shamrock sugar cookies alone! And our neighbors have been dropping by cookies as well. I didn't know that was going to happen. We live in such an amazing area!

I spent my day chasing around. Sport, Bean Dip, and Taco wanted to sell Scout-O-Rama tickets, so we were at the kick-off at 8:30 this morning. Between the three of them they had to sell 60 tickets for all of them to get the first day prizes. We still have a ticket or two to get rid of, but we cashed out their prizes at about 6:30, right before the 7:00 deadline.

Scout had her first softball practice and a parent meeting. She was eying me when they were asking for a volunteer for Team Mom, but honestly, I just don't have it in me. Besides, there were plenty of moms there who looked like they were planning to step up. Maybe next year.

The girls had rehearsal for the ballet from noon until about 4:00 and I made a couple of trips to the store picking up rolls and salad and last minute stuff. My sweetie cleaned the upstairs carpets, mopped and scrubbed the kitchen and got the chili mostly made.

Teach ended up working almost all day and got all teary when they presented her with a cake and a card. I wasn't surprised, she has been with Smiths for 5 1/2 years now. Everybody loves her and has watched her grow up. I can't believe how quickly life is changing for mostly her, but the rest of us too. I've heard from many of my friends that the separation from a missionary is terribly difficult. My across-the-street neighbor sent out her son in January and she said, "Be prepared to have your heart ripped out!"

When we drop her off on Wednesday it will be a hug and then I won't be able to talk to her until Mother's Day. At least that's coming up soon. She can email me once a week and write letters, of course. But then I won't be able to hear her voice again until Christmas.

I'm sure it's the right choice for her; she is so excited to go! I'm just going to have to figure out how to live without my heart for a while.