The last Wednesday Randy didn’t have meetings at the church because it was family week. Asher still had scouts so Randy, Sarah and I had a hour together. We dropped Asher off at the church and told him if we were late to wait over by Randy’s office. We were heading to NPS and knew since it would take 20 minutes to get there and 20 minutes back we won’t have much time at the store.

We literally ran through NPS and picked up a few treats, nothing special.

We made it back to the church on time to pick up Asher. They had made boats out of random supplies (iKea bowls). His leader said Asher insisted on making one for his sister too. He was always so good about including Sarah.

As we left Randy had to grab something from his office, so we drove around to the other side of the building. Randy ran into the church and ended up running into Tyson and Spencer. They started to chat about a pig roast Spencer had recently had and eventually I text Randy and told him I was going to take the kids home, if he could get a ride back with one of the guys. He ended up going to Spencer’s house and discussing the possibility of building a roast for future pig roasts. That guy was always building something>

While we waited Asher told me he needed to tell me something but I couldn’t tell anyone. He insisted through tears that I not tell dad or Mrs. Weaver. No one. Once I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone he sobbed as he told me how he got in trouble during lunch at school because he was teasing one of his friends to kiss a girl in his class (Kara). Coach Peel over heard him and told him teasing wouldn’t be tolerated. I couldn’t totally understand why he was so heart broken. He was sobbing and kept telling me to not tell anyone. He was so tenderhearted.

That evening he kept asking me if I was mad. I told him I wasn’t but he needed reassurance. As we cuddled in bed I told him when we do something one time is a mistake. The key is not doing in again because then we are starting a habit.

A year ago today I took the kids to a Grizzly’s hockey game. This was tradition on Presidents’ Day the past few years. One year we took Jones. One year we went with Anji and her kids. This year we went alone. I always told my kids (when ever we went anywhere) if they behaved we would stay, if they misbehaved we would leave. Most of the time the behaved and we stayed long past curfew. On this day they were SO good we stayed almost the whole time, ate valentine’s candy and way over priced blue snow cones, and Asher bought a deck of hockey yards that he came home and made custom individual covers for by cutting up his Pokémon protective sheets.

At one point during the game there was a money giveaway where dollar bills rained down on us. I almost caught one of the dollars but forfeited it to another girl. After we sat back down Asher was super bummed he didn’t catch any money. I told him I got a dollar but gave it to another girl that grabbed it at the same time. He insisted on know which girl stole my money. At first I wouldn’t tell I’m but I finally did. The whole rest of the game, drive home and evening he talked about how the girl stole my money.