Girls Weekend

The men of the Lewis family braved the snow and cold in a yurt in the Uintas over the weekend.

(Eric had recently been diagnosed with bronchitis and way over-exerted himself pushing the sled with all their provisions, but still spoke favorably. Jonathan said, "It was hard," with a groan. Aaron’s face lit up and he bubbled, "It was fun!")

The girls chose a gentler pastime. A BYU production of Jane Austen’s “Persuasion”.

It was SO much fun.

The source material was, of course, excellent.

The play itself was well-done with an especially hilarious rendition of Mrs. Mary Musgrove and a wistful, to-bring-a-tear moment as Anne danced with her memory of Captain Wentworth with all sorts of regret and no hope that they could ever be together.

Britain was our intermission entertainment. Her impersonations of Mrs. E in “Emma” were spot-on and I LAUGHED OUT LOUD.

Afterwards, everyone wanted ice cream, of course. (I did not suggest it, because I am trying so hard to win the South Weber Biggest Loser competition—-ha-ha.) Somehow we ended up at the Creamery with two half gallons in front of us and a spoon in each of our hands.

When I accused everybody of their treachery, (they've all signed the paper as faithful supporters of my weight-loss campaign) they put the pineapple sherbet in front of me and pulled away the caramel wonderful something.

Anyway, it was a delightful evening.

The Nasty Cough that Never Ends

The virus of the month is a week of feeling tired and feverish. The cough starts at about day two. It's nasty and deep. (We don't know when it ends, because it's still hanging on at three weeks for those who got the sickness first.)

When the neighbors heard me cough on Saturday, they popped out of their house with an old dead plant they called ephedra. I was just desperate enough (yes, I've been coughing since Dec 13, but who's keeping track?) to look it up on the internet, decide it was harmless and try making the recommended brew out of it.

Aaron was the next guinea pig. It felt so good to have something to help him when he sounded like he was coughing up a lung.

Jonathan had a cow about it, because it seems an awful lot like a tea to him…

Other people in the family are saying, Can we grow some of this in our yard?

A Visit with the Neurologist

Chris had his first appointment at Primary Children’s in a year or so.

Two things were hopeful.

First, Chris is actually only taking a moderately high dose of his medicine. We have some play still in giving him more if he needs it, without worrying about what it’s doing to his body.

Second, it’s way too early to give up hope that he’ll outgrow his seizures. Some kids outgrow them by the end of elementary school or even in Jr. High or High School.

Chris was very polite and obedient, with encouragement and a hamburger/french fries bribe. :)

Helping a Scout

Eric had a winter campout last weekend. He got up early Friday morning before school to pack.

But after school, I thought a good mom would quiz him a little on what he had packed. The list had said to bring double of everything—snow clothes, etc.—even to borrow from your dad if you didn’t have double.

Well, Eric had packed only singles of everything. So I took the packing list at its word and raided Quin's drawers. I even sent Eric with all Quin's pajamas. :)

Did I really think he wouldn’t notice?

Well, after he did notice, I decided it was probably my responsibility to dig through the stuff Eric had brought home and make sure Quin's stuff got washed and replaced where it belonged.

I opened the duffel bag and there was everything…untouched! So much for needing a mother’s care and attention.

And then I remembered that Daniel and Paul always prided themselves on never opening their packs for all three days of Lewis Family Camp. :)