memorial day

Growing up, Memorial Day meant camping for the weekend.  For us this year, we lucked out.  We just thought it was cool that Chad actually didn't have to work that day.  It was also good timing because for our ward here, it means a big ward breakfast.  The High Priests are in charge of this particular ward event, and since Chad is in the leadership, he was able to be helpful.  It turned out to be a chilly and wet morning, so rolled everyone out of bed early, bundled up, and went help set up, and get food cooking.

 

As the youngest guy in the quorum, Chad was the only one there with small children.  It was fun to watch him cook eggs with his mini men assisting him.  Plus, it gave Chad an easy excuse if he messed up the eggs!  Chad cooked all morning, and my very pregnant self manned the troops.  I think people get a kick out of watching me go through a buffet line with four plates.  Personally, if it means that I can get Porter to eat as heartily as he did, I would do it every day!

That evening we kept things pretty simple.  We made pizza and ice cream picnic style.  Of course Chad did a great job talking about the reason we celebrate this holiday, and then we (and by we I mean Chad and the kids) had a few fence races and a round or two of tag.  We were just so happy to have Chad home, that the only thing that mattered was that he was with us.