September 19th, 2014

Today I am 47.  It feels so old.  I can hardly remember what happened in the previous decades.  I don't really like being or feeling this old, but I have no choice.  I had a somewhat lazy day.  But it is my birthday after all.

To celebrate I made crepes for the family and then sent them off to school.  I walked Deisl and Mali, visited with friends, Chantell and then Alisa.  Ate a donut with Sarah, practiced the piano, visited with Teresa, did a lot of other inconsequential things and now am leaving to go out to dinner with Dave, Sarah and Catherine.  Matthew is on his first campout and I gave Spencer permission to go to a movie with friends.

Not to exciting but I'm really easy to please.  And I guess my birthday present to myself is to have an easy day.  Done:)

A picture taken two days after my birthday on the Southfork of the Snake River.

Dr. Scott K. Thompson

My brother, Scott, is a plastic surgeon in the Salt Lake Valley.  He specializes in the head and neck area of the body.  Recently a news station interviewed him about the service he is able to provide to children in other countries.  These children don't have access to this type of modern medicine where they live.

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Camille is 25

Hardly can believe that it has been 25 years since Dave and I became parents for the first time.  On a Sunday afternoon at Logan Regional Hospital, Camille Anne Hinck came to our family.  She was a lovely baby with light brown hair.  Two days later on my 22nd birthday, we brought her to our little home on the corner of 500 West and 500 North in Logan.

I clearly remember the great responsibility that I felt the first night we were on our own to keep her safe and comfortable.  We made it through the first night and now 25 years later we have made it through a lot of nights.

All these years Camille has kept us on the front edge of her seat.  She has accomplished a lot in her first quarter century.  Probably the most important impact she has made is her great example as the oldest sister of our family.  We all admire her for her ability to take a task or a goal and work hard to achieve it and we have been blessed by her compassionate heart and caring spirit.

In her toddler years, she loved to move her body with music.  It was our first indication that dancing was something she clearly enjoyed.  She would dance in our living rooms, in the parking lots and even in the isles of the grocery stores.

We signed her up for dance when she reached first grade and from that point on not only did she work to develop graceful dance moves but passed on this love and desire to dance to other family members.  Dance has taken her to many wonderful places, introduced her to a lot of amazing people, and provided many unforgettable experiences.  She has participated in traditional ballets, performed a ballet solo which helped her place as first runner-up in the state Jr. Miss program, traveled to Russia and performed in the LDS Conference Center.

A Christ-like attribute Camille possesses and continues to share is her compassionate heart.  She currently works as a nurse in the ICU Cardiac Unit in the University of Utah Medical Center.  She has a great ability to help people with significant health challenges feel cared for and safe.

As her mother I am indeed proud of my beautiful daughter Camille and wish her the most happy 25th birthday.

Love,

Mom

post FHE

We gathered for family night last night.  We are studying a bit from "Preach My Gospel" to help us gain more understanding of the gospel of Jesus Christ.  We studied a section that focused on what Jesus Christ says about the Book of Mormon.  We learn that the Book of Mormon is another testament of Christ.   Bishop Hunt taught us Sunday that the Book of Mormon is the only tangible piece of evidence that can prove the truthfulness of the gospel.   Last night each of us chose a scripture that gives us truth, direction and hope.  Interestingly enough, Dave and I were sharing similar thoughts.  We each chose the same scripture.  It's found in 2nd Nephi 25:26.

 " 26 And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our children may know to what source they may look for a remission of their sins.  

As a parent, one of my greatest hopes is that I can teach my children where to turn in times of trouble and also in times of peace.  Jesus Christ is real and His example is what I look to as I live my life.

The Funniest Occurrence on I-15

The following account was sent to myself and other family members.  Though a very stressful experience at the time, now mom can give it a good laugh along with the rest of us.

Read on . . . .
I told Mary I would have to be ten years out from today in order to laugh at the goings on, but, on second thought, have decided that ten years of feeling mortified isn't good so I will tell the tale and we can snicker, laugh, or whatever comes to mind.

On the way back to Logan, after attending church in Scott and Mary's ward and dropping John and Allan off at the airport and briefly visiting Jane, Dad pulled over at the Antelope Island exit to change drivers.  I climbed out and went around to the driver's side.  Dad climbed out and opened the sliding door on the driver's side, arranged things in the back seat and closed the door.  I took off.

I was intently listening to our new audio tape of "Mere Christianity" by C.S. Lewis on the drive home, Dad sleeping in the back.  At about L.W. Miller's in Logan, I called to Dad to say we were almost home and was he ready to wake up.  No reply, so I called out again with the same results.  I decided he was sleeping very soundly, but more sinister thoughts did start to enter my mind as we were about a block from home.  

Got home, climbed out of the car and opened the sliding door to tell Dad we were home--but  I can't find Dad.  I look on the seat, on the floor and in the back cargo area.  He is not there.  

In sheer panic, I called Scott and Mary.  No answer.  Sent Scott a text saying something dreadful has happened--I am home and Dad is not in the car.  I told him the circumstances.  He, wondering aloud how I could do such a thing, said he would go look for him and would keep in touch.  I was now fearful I had run over him in addition to leaving him on the side of the road..  I got back in the car and headed south.  Got to the summit in Sardine and Mary called to say they had Dad safely in tow and that we would both keep driving until we met, which we did on Highway 89 in Willard.

Dad had wisely remained in the place where he had been "discarded," so that Scott and Mary had no trouble finding him.  Scott asked Dad what thoughts went through his mind as I sped off into the sunset.  He thought to himself, "There goes my ride."  Mary was very consoling and assured me that I wasn't a bad person or losing my mind.

When we finally got home, TOGETHER, Dad climbed out of the car and said, "Thanks for the ride."

I will never again be able to counsel anyone to "keep his/her mind on his/her business."

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I certainly love my dad's matter of fact statements and love them both so much:)

Preparing for more Knowledge

This morning Dave, Sarah and myself were invited to an appointment with the bishop at 8:00 a.m.  The bishop explained this meeting to be his temple prep class encompassing all he wishes to share in one hour.  He is a master teacher in gospel instruction and also in his expertise, anatomy and physiology.

He asked Sarah about symbols and why they are used.  She said to simplify what it represents, to bring remembrance of something, and to teach concisely.  He then taught that the temple was full of symbols.  It isn't weird or strange but these symbols can help us realize the literal blessings that are in store.

He recommended that we spend more time as family preparing for this special occasion.  I personally am looking forward to the study and preparation that we will experience.

Sarah is attending a student ward this semester.  Camille continues to attend her singles ward in SLC and Kirsten also began attending a new student ward.  They are all actively pursuing educational goals.  Camille is working on a masters in nursing education, Kirsten is a senior in political science, and Sarah is in the last half of her junior year in elementary education.

Here we are visiting Santaquin, Utah on Aug. 27.  We attended a church meeting with Layne and Dixie.   It was fun to be all together for an afternoon.

Spence and Matt

I gave the boys haircuts this morning.  It was time.  Matthew had been asking for a couple of weeks and Spencer asked this week.  They look pretty dasher.
Matthew is on a soccer team.  We have seen much improvement this season.  He is a better kicker and isn't afraid to move in and go for the ball.  He has two games today both in Rexburg.
It is homecoming week.  The dance was last night.  Sadly, Catherine wasn't invited to this dance, but she was able to go get ice cream with her friends, Elise and Lindsey.  It's good to have experienced not being asked to a dance as it helps her have more empathy for others that aren't asked.
Spencer and Catherine are both participating in the high school musical, "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers".  Catherine is playing the part of Liza an Spencer is a townsfolk.  It is fun for them to experience a musical together before Catherine moves towards graduation.

Well, we have now returned from all the games.  Matthew had two losses in soccer but we won the homecoming football game.  Dave's choir, Bel Cantos, sang the national anthem at the game.  They sounded really great.