More Memory Lane

Another excerpt from a letter to Nathan:

How is your mission going? The scribbles are from Charity. I'll translate: "Bash in a bap konk." That's what she said it said.

What?!! Ha ha!

Post-Conference Glow

This last month we had the unusual opportunity of being visited by our two grandpas. After Dad drove from Preston to Salt Lake, flew on an airplane for four hours, and drove from Detroit to our house another hour, we all loaded up in the motor home and kept driving--poor guy! But we wanted to drive our dads around our beautiful state, since this visit was in the fall rather than the colds of January. We camped overnight at Traverse City and visited Sleeping Bear Dunes on Lake Michigan the next day. But the real purpose for the visit was, of course, to ordain Ray as a high priest. The ordination gave me cause to ponder the significance of the Priesthood many of you carry, and the grand charge you have been given to act in the name of God. I am so grateful for the way Ray honors his priesthood. He reflects Christlike love and devotion to God and his family in all he does, esp in the little things, like saying good-bye to each of us individually as he leaves each day or finding opportunity to lead the family in meaningful discussions around the dinner table. It is his worthiness and goodness that will bless the lives of our ward members as he serves in this new calling.

Like you, we so enjoyed General Conference this last weekend. Ray ended up at the church on Saturday, but Sunday was a party with Emily, Gabe, Cora, and Esther joining us for a feast--both spiritual and edible! The First Presidency's focus on love as the center of all we do couldn't be more important or timely. And Elder Holland's testimony of the Book of Mormon--wow! It's such a miracle that we can get the reception we do, hearing the Word right in our home during the conference and immediately thereafter! It's amazing to see how it's developed just in the short time we've lived out here in Michigan. It becomes more and more accessible. Awesome.

The kids have had many joys lately--Raymond's bday celebration on the road, wearing cowboy boots 24/7 since, and some new (to us) bunk beds from our old bishop. We have been trying to enjoy the warm weather, for we know it won't last forever....

We love you all and hope you have had a great week!
Love, The Robinsons

More Birthday

Here are the rest. The first ones are of breakfast and my date. These are of the surprise lunch.

16th Birthday

Finally found these. What a fun birthday I had!

Homecoming Pictures

I thought I'd post pictures of my first formal date experience. I will probably mess up and post a bunch of times or not post at all, so sorry about that. Anyhow...hope you enjoy!

Memory Lane

I've been typing up letters that I wrote to my many siblings who served missions (in lieu of a personal history as a couple of my journals had to be chucked). Thank you for saving all those letters by the way and giving them back to me. But I came across some funny stuff that I wanted to share with you all. I may share more but for now I'll just share a postscript that I wrote to Nathan . . .

This is what Charity wants to tell you.
Me: "Do you think the baby's cute?"
Her: "Yep. He's cute."
Me: " Do you love the baby?"
Her: "Umhuh" (uh huh)
Me: "What does the baby eat?"
Her: "Milk" (pronounced as "malk") . "Just a sec. Just a sec okay?"
Me: "Okay"
Her: "I'm going to see what's wrong with that baby." (Andrew had been crying)

It made me chuckle. For those of us that knew Charity when she was little - can you not hear her saying all of this? She was just the cutest talker! Ha - "I'm going to see what's wrong with that baby"! It's kills me! lol *sigh*

Colors

I am very perplexed right now. Just wondering why the first girl in this family wasn't assigned pink and the second girl purple. This is the natural order of things! After five girls purple was never assigned until the eighth child who is not even a girl! Does anyone have an explanation for this. Come on, I need answers! And Mom don't call me with the answer, I never get to the phone on time and when I call right back the phone rings ten times and then I get the answering machine. What do you do, Drop the phone and run away the second after you call?