Conference

For the first time in a while, we actually sat down and listened to Conference together.  Usually we start watching until the Internet craps out, then give up and say we're going to watch it later.  

We never do.

So this year I insisted we watch it together.  We ended up just listening to the audio since that doesn't take as much to stream.  I was worried about how Seth would do, so I did what any good parent does when you want to get something done: bribed him with peanut butter M&Ms.

I made him a little paper with pictures cut out from The Friend magazine.  If he heard one of the words (scriptures, prayer, prophet, temple, etc.), he got to put an M&M on that picture.  At the end of the talk, he could eat all the M&Ms he put down.

The novelty wore off after about two talks, but he still just played quietly so we let it go (and I ate the M&Ms while he wasn't looking).  Maybe by April he'll be a little more interested.

In between sessions on Saturday we finally pulled out the bike trailer.  Catherine is (mostly) sitting up now, so we were pretty sure she'd handle the trailer fine.  

Neither Seth nor Catherine were sure about this whole trailer thing when we started:

But apparently it was quite a bonding experience: 

They both really seemed to enjoy the ride once we got moving.  Now if we could just find some extra time to do it again...

A Seth story to close:

I was feeding the kids dinner after Jon left for the pre-priesthood session festivities (pizza).  Seth decided he wanted to play a game called "I the Prophet".  He would be the prophet and I would have to put (pretend) M&Ms on my (invisible) sheet while he spoke.  And here is what the prophet had to say:

"BahbablahbTEMPLEbabluhbalabaSCRIPTURESbabluhblubbMISSIONARIES...."

Apparently Seth heard a very, very interesting version of Conference:

A lot of unintelligible babble mixed with a few M&M-earning keywords.

I love my little man.