Finding Balance...

Evaluating our parenting style...

Last night was a mini carnival at Saydee's school.  The PTA sponsored it along with a book fair all week.  The money made from both of these events stays right at her school and will be used to buy new books that are desperately needed in the school library.

My friend, Debbie is the VP of PTA for the school and last year I was her 'assistant'.  I felt that the time I spent doing PTA 'stuff' was considerably more than I was expecting and besides, I'd rather spend my 'school time' in Saydee's own classroom instead of at all kinds of PTA sponsored events (which are all good and worth-while - just time consuming).  So, I resigned my post as assistant to the VP of Saydee's school in the PTA late last fall.

Now, since resigning I've found myself somehow involved with EVERY SINGLE PTA sponsored event already this school year.  Probably because Debbie is still plugging along and I want to help her and well, Saydee does like me to be at all the stuff with her - kinda 'pumps her up' and builds her confidence (maybe a little too much).

So, last Saturday I found myself helping set up stuff at the Book Fair - cutting out letters with my CRICUT machine and hanging hundreds of hand made snowflakes up in the gym with glue dots.  Also, spent a few hours of my time at the book fair itself this week - running copies and delivering flyers to all the classrooms, and occasionally selling a book or two - and spending nearly $75 on books (yes, I just hosted a book party at my home two weeks ago and bought a substantial number of books there, too - jeesh!).

The carnival was to try to help get families in the school to purchase more books at the book fair.  There were little games and food and all the usual carnival activities - lots of people crammed in a small space - but, yes - all for a good cause.  I was in charge of face painting.  I asked a couple of  young girls who live by me to work the booth during the night and I got all painting get-up all ready for them.  It worked swell and I was able to help with other needs of the carnival.  So, while I was running around helping get stuff taken care of, my kids were doing the same - RUNNING AROUND...or so I thought. 

Steven came late - when he was done working.  I asked him to help keep an eye on Logan specifically because he was crazy running around.  We didn't really worry about Saydee because she knew the ropes - after all this was her school...and she's a pretty good kid.

So, we stayed and helped clean up - Steven loaded up a bunch of tables from the book fair and I helped take down those lovely handmade snowflakes.  Also helped clean up from the carnival, too.  All the while, our kids were helping here and there and basically having a good time with their friends - a little too good of a time....

I headed home with the kids (Steven headed back to the shop because he lost his cell phone and was gonna look for it). On the way home, Logan casually mentions that Saydee said a 'bad wood in the haw-way, mamma'.  I asked what word...he said 'Shut up and the odda one'.  I asked Saydee, "Did you say shut up in the hallway?" 

She looked incredibly guilty (probably because that was just the tip of the freakin' iceberg)...she then proceeds to tell me that they found this secret hiding place in the school and that her and about 6-7 other kids were hiding in there and she was swearing in there.  I nervously ask her what kinds of swear words she said (thinking it was shut up, stupid, hate - you know -------NOT!!!).  She then rattles off - Shit, damn, hell, gosh damn it, son of a bitch and oh yes....shut up.

silence here...

I of course, gasp - and say something like "What the hell were you thinking?  That was a such a stupid thing to do, Saydee...those kids' parents are gonna shit their pants when they hear what you said in front of their son of a bitchin' kids!!!  ....  ok, not really - I WANTED to say that - really I did - and truth is - I might normally would say that - the swear words anyway - but, I remained calm - because she had told the truth - fairly voluntarily - and we have a rule that if you tell the truth, well, you know - the punishment is less severe.

So, I lecture all the way home - all the while realizing it is my fault that she even knows these words - and Steven's fault, too -  AND FREAKING OUT AT THE THOUGHT OF WHAT THE PARENTS WILL THINK OF US AND OUR PARENTING STYLE!!!

When we arrive home, I ask her what she thinks she should do to fix the situation - she decides she should call 3 of the kids and apologizes in tears to them and that ends it for the night.  I will call the other mom this morning and explain and apologize because I don't know her that well and would like to reclaim a small amount of respect from her.  Also, her daughter - WAS - coming over to play with Saydee today - Hopefully STILL is.

We also talked about the fact that we all need to set better examples for others - mom and dad need to watch our swearing (in front of the kids anyway) and Saydee needs to set a good example to her friends and Logan and Logan, well - he just needs to not yell so much - (another story for another day).

As I'm laying in bed with the kids asking what their favorite part of the carnival was, Logan says running around in the hallways - DUH!

Saydee calmly replies "When I went pee in the boys bathroom"..........

Laundry Secret Shared!!

On Instagram & Facebook this morning, I shared THIS photo - 

My laundry room, all nice and clean - all the laundry done....and it looks like a pretty room. And I LOVE IT WHEN IT LOOKS LIKE THIS!!!

It's not too often that it does....but yesterday, it did.

And it made me so happy.

And I wanted to share what I did that made the difference.

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I moved all the laundry.....TO MY BED!!!!!

And it was GLORIOUS!!!

 

 

In the laundry room only.

 

I'm sorry if I lead anyone on. I can tell you that just like with dieting...I'm always looking for the magic ticket for keeping my house tidy and in order - hell, picked up would be nice most days!  

But, also just like dieting....I have learned...there is no magic ticket, dang it! It just a daily deal - in this case, a load by load deal. 

And just like with dieting, when I feel like I'm just a hair over the edge, I regroup and take a minute to focus in. Not for very long (because I'm a self-proclaimed dieting reject and now, a self-proclaimed laundry reject), but I try to gain a bit of control again...so I feel better about my imperfect self.

Focusing in on the laundry-ness out of control meant moving 20+ loads of clean laundry onto the largest surface (besides the floor) in order to gain a bit of that stupid control again! I hate laundry! And I hate dieting....thus my constant dilemma with them both - SUCKERS!

 

 

 

 

 

And I meant to work on that huge pile yesterday afternoon. I truly wanted to get it all put away nicely. Ok, maybe NOT really, but I KNEW I should get it all put away nicely.

But farm stuff and kids stuff took over and Saydee felt like we should support some friends who were playing the last home volleyball game, so I HAD to take her to that. And then....well...life.

Sooooo, at bedtime, I literally took arm-load after arm-load off the bed and dumped them on the floor. I was worried about Steven tripping in the night (he had to get up at 1:45 a.m. to take our guys to catch the bus to get to the Salt Lake Airport to fly home to Mexico today).

Happily, there were NO injuries to report and today....and, I woke up to THIS:

And I hated it.

But, I partially made my bed (because I cannot find the stupid pillows to FINISH making it!!!!). 

And I am SLOWLY working on those piles on the floor. Slowly. And I'm hating it. But.I.Will.Get.It.Done.Today!! I hope.........

And THIS sign is printed out and posted on each child's bedroom door:

...and their individual piles of freshly folded (although wrinkled-I'm not going full-on crazy with this crap-no ironing THIS time-give me a break) laundry are laying NICELY on their beds.

And the moral or un-secret of the story is: do a load of two of laundry a day. 

COMPLETELY.

Sorted, washed, dried, ironed if need, and PUT AWAY!

And the diet thing....I'll keep looking for the magic, fat sucking, eat-anything-you-want-and-look-like-a-model PILL.....but, I know deep down...it's a day by day, meal by meal, even bite by bite battle. Just like the stupid socks and underwear that plague my floor right now! 

Press on. Non-Ironing Farm Wifee - OUT!

LDS Conference Weekend-THE REAL HONEST STORY!

We just rounded out our LDS Semi-Annual General Conference weekend the first part of October.

As Mormons, our little Longhurst Clan, like so many other members of the LDS church, enjoy the opportunity to spend a couple of days, at home, with each other, receiving spiritual motivation, encouragement and even redirection.....MOSTLY.

I'm going to be very honest here with a typical Longhurst Conference weekend. I'm hoping that sharing how our weekend went down, that you will see we are as flawed and HUMAN as anyone - just trying to go along in our lives, loving and helping others and attempting to be our best selves...but falling short often of that goal and desire.

I've learned, via social media, that a lot of Mormons have a tradition of making yummy homemade cinnamon rolls on conference weekend.

Well, first of all, I don't know how to make bread really - so that ain't happening around here unless those cinnamon rolls are the cute ones - IN.A.ROLL (that POPS when you UNROLL them) from the frozen section at our local grocery store.

But...we do make a pretty mean breakfast (minus homemade cinnamon rolls) when we try. Steven Longhurst is truly a natural cook. He can totally out cook/bake me on any given day. Any meal. Any ingredients. I love that one of his love languages is cooking for our family and it is something he enjoys.

So, we started out strong on Saturday morning. Each of us making something to contribute to our PERFECT CONFERENCE WEEKEND BREAKFAST (HA! Ha!). Steven on eggs, sausage and hash browns. Logan on Pioneer Woman's Sour Cream Pancakes (YUM). Saydee on homemade Orange Julius. And me....helping everyone - overseeing and bossing (normal).

  

Now, THIS is where it gets REAL....breakfast was yummy and we really do enjoy good meals together as a family. BUT....at times...it was far from harmonious and perfect. In fact, here's evidence of Logan's frustration while trying to flip the dang pancakes that he INSISTED he do alone.... 

We are a passionate family - with our own opinions, feelings and things that wind us each up! 

Conference started - and for the first two hours - it was pretty touch and go. Steven and Saydee settled in, snuggled up on the couch in blankets (they BOTH enjoy that aspect of conference). Logan was fairly miserable and impatient about HOW LONG THIS WOULD LAST! He was driving all of us crazy!

I approach this weekend as any good Mormon multi-tasker would: I can listen, be uplifted, spend quality time with my family AND complete projects I want to get done....how's that for an insanely crazy thought process when three other people are involved in the whole deal?!

And, multi-task I did....getting more and more frustrated as I went! Logan was whining and talking in his irritating southern accent. Steven and Saydee were constantly getting after him....all the while, I was single handedly cleaning up breakfast, plus wiping out the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen. Organizing and de-junking as I went. But, being totally annoyed at the 'conference experience we were all having'.

Enter, session two - Saturday afternoon. Steven Longhurst had gone to scrape roads on the ranch and 'listen peacefully in the tractor...so he could actually GET SOMETHING OUT OF CONFERENCE!'. I was left with the two Longhurst offspring.

I concocted a magnificent idea to keep Logan busy.  A list of jobs...and tasks to complete - all by 4 p.m. Some were fun things to do, like draw pictures for each of us, check the baby chicks, take Hank to the canal for a swim. Some were more like a job-which honestly he did a pretty good job getting those done as well. And most important, it kept him busy and his southern accent talking to a minimum! (He's actually pretty good-he calls me 'SUGAR'.)

For some reason (a bad case of PMS and the fact that I had a list of 10,000 things I wanted to get done and only 2 were accomplished) I became more and more agitated, mad, frustrated and seriously angry. At everything and everyone!! I was so crazy mad that NO ONE seemed to care that I had this list of things that we could do that Saturday WHILE WE LISTENED to conference!!! Everyone was doing their own selfish thing. And I could feel my head start to blow. 

So, as soon as the afternoon session of conference was done - I told Saydee (who was the only one left in the house - the boys split when I start to raise my voice) that I was taking a drive - to cool my head before I said anything more mean than I already had. And off I went - with no shoes on - driving South on I-15 - listening to Florida Georgia Line - LOUD! And singing LOUD! And it felt so great to let off steam by myself.

I pulled over and texted Steven Longhurst that I was 'driving to cool down'. He immediately texted back to come home and he would take me to dinner (he's a FIXER). Of course that sounded awesome and I turned around when I could and drove home - still singing loudly and enjoying the ROBYN time alone in my car.

When I pulled in - everyone was scattering in the house - cleaning and picking up and Logan had picked me a GIANT wild flower that was towering nearly 5 feet tall in the kitchen in a tiny, little vase (it seriously drank all the water in about 2 hours). Steven Longhurst has a way of getting people moving....

I had to smirk a little at the busy bees in the house - on edge and trying to 'help' after their mom had 'had it'. But I did love them for trying!!!

Steven & I went to dinner and had a great time talking about how frustrated I was with the lack of productivity in my life. He gets me. And seems to provide just the right amount of humor, listening ear and simple perspective, when I need it. He also wants to fix it, so will do whatever it takes to get everything all harmonious.

After dinner, he was JUST certain I wanted to go shopping at Cabelas (Ha!). So I suffered through that because he was making me laugh and because he bought me two clearance Under Armour shirts and a North Face Sweatshirt-score!

And we came back home - everyone hugged and kissed and we loved each other once again and regrouped for the next day (which was so much better and enjoyable and I sat in my blanket TOTALLY enjoying being with my family - all 4 of us squished on the couch). And I made boxed pumpkin muffins because I'm NOT a Mormon bread maker - we've covered that, already, though.

We are real. Imperfect and human. But, in the end, we love each other-always and unconditionally. We love our church and it's gospel.

And we try hard to show our God, our sweet Heavenly Father, that we love HIM and want to be like Him and our brother, Jesus Christ. That will be a long, long quest of effort and attempts, but we want to be like they are, so we will keep trying. And truly, it makes us overall happy, even truly JOYFUL some days, to try and learn and enjoy the process - however flawed and crazy those attempts may be!

I can only imagine the absolute hysterics Heavenly Father must feel, watching us Longhurst Ding Dongs, navigate our lives and attempts....thank goodness He has a great sense of humor and loves us each unconditionally!

Making Muffins!

I love when people share their tricks and ideas and helpful hints. I saw a couple of weeks ago a quick share showing a link to purchase a scoop that perfectly measured for cupcakes and muffins. I may be late to the party on this, but I'm dang glad I came, nonetheless!

I ordered that baby up right then I happily made pumpkin muffins on Sunday.

This little scoop was the stinkin' bomb diggety dong!!!!

Don't ya LOVE that Pioneer Woman batter bowl?! I cannot get over how cute and pretty her entire line is! And how stinking FAST they are flying off the shelves at our two Walmart stores!!!

And THIS MIX!!! I love to buy a few of these each fall at Sam's Club to have on hand! YUM!

That STINKIN' scoop worked like magic. ZERO spills on the pan - just a couple of close calls on the liners....I LOVE THAT!!!

So... CLICK HERE for the link to Amazon for your own perfect scoop and one little part of your life will have improved!

Fun Favorites on Friday!

We are coming to the end of summer, but I'm a flip flop girl for as long as my little toes can stand to be cold.

Thought I'd share one of my favorite things I found to keep my feet callous-free this summer.

I found it at Amazon. Click here for the direct link.

I have loved this little deal - just used it again this morning because I've run around all week in my favorite flip flops (more on them below).

I haven't changed the roller yet, but found a set on Amazon HERE to have on hand.

I also wanted to show the pair of basic flip flops that have been my ALL TIME FAVORITE pair EVER!! They are seriously SO comfortable!! They have just enough arch support that I LOVE TO PUT THE DANG THINGS on!!!

I found them on AMAZON, too. Here's the link.

I keep my toes in a french manicure year round. They are acrylic and although not a ton of other people see my feet - I do. And I like them to look and feel nice. For me. SO there! Peace out!

Blogging, Ducks and Sex-Ed...

Saydee & I went to a Idaho Potato Commission dinner on Monday night. The IPC had invited chefs and food bloggers from all over the country to come in and learn all kinds of ‘potato stuff’. Saydee is going to write an entire post from her perspective about this evening in a couple of days.

After we got home that night, my little family was quizzing me on why I didn’t blog anymore. We’ve had lots of crazy stories and adventures they wanted me to write about so we’ve got it all ‘down in the books’.

It got me thinking about why I don’t blog. Mainly….time.  I enjoy writing and telling the funny and real stories of our family. It’s fun and therapeutic for me to do. I also love taking pictures to help tell the story. And I get a creative fix editing and playing with the pictures in Photoshop. It sounds like a GREAT thing for me to give some time to. But that’s just it-I feel like I don’t have the time to do all those things for a blog anymore. My time is spread other places and I don’t feel like I can spare an hour or so a day to blog.  I have absolutely LOVED Instagram for the ability to quickly snap a photo, have some fun creatively playing with it in various apps on my phone and then slapping it into a place where it’s saved and shared, but mostly remembered for our family (I have a $6 book automatically made and mailed to me after 60 photos are shared on Instagram).

So….because my family want me to document some of the Longhurst Adventures we seem to have, I’m going to attempt to blog…more…to make the time for it…for them. To share the stories and remember our crazy, fun life…that we mostly enjoy (wink).

Today, I’ll start with something fun to me and quick and easy to document, remember and share.

My. Ducks!

Never in a million years did I think I would love ducks so much.

I have ALWAYS been totally enamored with cute, BABY ducks. I will stop in the middle of the road if I’ve crossed a bridge and looked down the canal to see a mamma followed by her little trail of babies – swimming along. Steven sees them all the time in the canals when he’s out checking his fields. He’s cute because he will snap a picture and text it to me because he know how much I love them.

Last Easter – 2014, Logan and I got sucked into some ducks. I honestly can’t remember how many – I think 6. And they were awesome!!

Then we realized there were more boys than girls.

And, as Saydee would say: “FUN FACT” (although this one isn’t exactly FUN….but it is true -- Google even said so):  Ducks are considered the rapists of the bird world. EEK!!! So….you gotta have enough girls to keep those boys busy! And we were truly heavy on the boys.

So, I did the only thing I could do – bought 5 more! And guess what – 2 of them were boys, too.

A few months ago, I listed the ‘extra males’ on Craig’s List and gave them to a nice, weird lady, who shoved all three in a box together and put the box in the back seat with 2 car seats full of little kids.

And…we are now even – 4 boys and 4 girls. And it seems to be working. None of them are ‘paired up’ but they are all ‘good friends’.

Ducks have been THE BEST sex – education class for Logan.

Another Fun Fact: a male duck has a penis. And it looks like a pink pipe cleaner that has been curled around a pencil to make it....curly. Who knew?!

It was an eventful day when Logan noticed the pink thing on that duck....and I had no clue what it was when he asked me. Thank goodness for Google. It knows dang near everything. Even about ducks and their private parts.

Although the ducks have an awesome duck run and house, we’ve let them ‘waddle’ the yard nearly every day this summer. I simply LOVE to watch them waddle together in a line - they ALWAYS stay together. It's awesome!

Sometimes they enjoy the sprinklers. Other times we fill up their little swimming pool that they go absolutely crazy in.

But lately, I just turn the hose on full blast, throw out a little wheat and old veggies from the garden…and let them siphon and sip and splash!! It’s super fun to watch. Until they start mating-water does that to them.

So, if you wish to skip out on the awkward and embarrassing ‘maturation film’ this year at your local public school, give me a head’s up and I’ll schedule you in a farm version of sex education. It can be…..well, very educational…and wet!

 

 

Last Day of Wheat Harvest 2015

Wheat Harvest 2015 came to a close on Saturday.

The whole state of Idaho (and many surrounding states) are dealing with terrible fires, so Saturday was exceptionally smoky. I wanted to see how smoky it looked from the dry farm behind the house (where the combine was finishing up the last of the wheat harvesting).

The grain cart was waiting patiently up on the very top of the dry farm. Farmer Steven was in the grain cart most all of harvest. On Saturday he was working on other projects, so Valentin was helping out.

 

This is the view from the LOWER dry farm, looking down over the hay behind our house and at our house. Can you believe the smoke?

Andy has been our combine guy the past few years. He’s awesome and we love him. This older combine was bought for a super affordable price and we are happy it’s paid for. It had a couple of weird breakdowns this season, but has otherwise been an awesome investment and a piece of equipment we’ve loved having in our operation.

My third child, Hank loves to go with me wherever I go. He is getting ‘seasoned’ and cannot run up some of the steeper hills like he used to (if he does, he cannot walk the next day too well). I had him ride up the steep hill with me in the razor and honestly I think we both had a good time together!

We haven’t spent as much time riding the farm as we did last year and I was reminded in a hurry how much I loved ‘a different view – a broader perspective’ of my life and my world.

Surely do love where I live and the life I get to navigate through.

And as another harvest comes to a close, I’m so thankful for a husband who loves to work hard and for a lifestyle in an industry that I truly love and believe in.

Sugar Cookies

My brother Randy and his family were staying with us the week of New Year’s.  About 5pm on New Year’s Eve we decided (ok, I demanded that we give in to the Sugar Cookie Demons that had been haunting me for a couple of months) to make Sugar Cookies. We used my Grandma Reynolds’ recipe. Holy YUM!!! I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the nutmeg (I think we may have added a bit extra) and almond in it!!

I recently typed up my grandma’s recipe for sugar cookies as well as Steven’s grandma Verda’s recipe (which are super moist and yummy, too). I wanted them to be passed down and shared with others becuase they are super yummy and from two good cooks we love. 

We decided on my grandma’s that day because we didn’t want to wait for the dough to chill. And off we went whiping up a double batch!

Saydee & I had tried Royal Icing a while back and it was fun. I wanted to show my sister in law and nieces how it was used.

I didn’t end up frosting too many cookies because I was ‘helping’ in other places, but I will tell you the ones that used royal icing this time were a bit tricky – it was too thick to put on in the bottles we used.  So my advice would be to thin up this recipe a lot with the corn syrup or water (Google the consistency - there's tons of Pins and pictures to see what you will need/want). 

This royal icing recipe tasted super yummy, though – so that’s why I kept it and shared it.

I purchased a 6 pack of bottles from Sam’s Club to put the icing in and they worked slick and washed up perfect.

When my mom showed up, we quickly put her to work mixing up some traditional cream cheese frosting (the royal was so thick it was taking a lot of time and hands were tired of squeezing the bottles). Honestly, I LOVED the royal frosting the next day so much more than the traditional. Saydee felt the opposite. So…fun to have different preferences.

Ok – true confessions here – I made myself a ‘bag’ of my favorite shapes of these cookies (chickens and roosters) and ‘hid ‘it away for safe keeping. Then, I may or may not have enjoyed those ‘safe’ cookies with a nice, cold, Diet Pepsi…..one night after everyone had gone to bed. I can say with a surety…I have NO GUILT WHATSOEVER about doing that! Amen and hallelujah!

 

White Chicken Chili

It’s cold here – and I’m constantly chilled. And yesterday was the first obvious day to see a skiff of snow and it stay.

So….we needed something warm and filling to eat for dinner. It felt like a busier day than normal and I could feel the four of us needing to sit down together and share our days adventures with each other. I was so glad I had actually planned this and had it ready to eat (I’m not known for having my dinners all planned, executed and READY most days).

This deal was easy-peasy and YUMMY YUMMY – that’s why I’m sharing:

Here’s the recipe for the chili (I’ve had it clipped to try for a while now):

And of course, our go-to salad from Sam’s Club – a staple in our fridge! We love this!

This bag is $2.50 at Sam's and easily feeds our family of 4 a really nice sized portion of salad, complete with little toppings and dressing. Plus, really...not chopping!!!

And….I whipped up a batch of the cornbread I bought this past weekend at a craft fair. Holy CRAP!!! This stuff is so moist and yummy (Saydee and I ate a piece for breakfast!).

I bought two bags for $10 at the craft fair and think I’ll grab a few more to have on hand for the winter.

It makes a nice 9x13 pan of THICK pieces (you cannot eat thin cornbread-ever).

I love it!

Here’s the card I grabbed for this stuff if you want to try some for yourself. I hear they sell yummy granola, too.

 

Spirit Week / Homecoming Parade

Last month Saydee’s High School had it’s annual Spirit Week and Homecoming. This was our first experience with a high schooler (Freshman) and we tried to get into the best we could.

Saydee was excited to participate with her class in the Russet Olympics. We grabbed some fun stuff to help get into the SHS spirit.

We also had our awesome insurance guy help us make up some t-shirts for Saydee and her friends. Her science teacher even wore one.

Saydee simply LOVED this and the shirts were 100% her design.

Steven was asked to pull some of the students with his semi (I feel like I have this ‘view’ often of Farmer Steven and our equipment). We dropped the semi off that morning so it could get decorated.

I grabbed her some treats to throw out on the parade route that afternoon. And Steven and I hurried back to the school to take pictures.

Saydee was a good sport to ride on a float without any of her friends. She also really wanted to ride with her dad on the semi, but knew her science teacher had made efforts to provide this float for the freshman class. I love that Saydee will often times do THE RIGHT thing even when it isn’t the COOL thing or she is all alone. Not always easy, but admirable (in my most mommy opinion).

One thing I love about living in a small town community is the support and some traditions. I loved this little parade going to the elementary and middle schools--the high school kids feeling cool and the younger kids getting some candy and waving to some of their role models and older siblings.

Steven’s semi ended up being loaded COMPLETLEY!! I think he told me like 10,000 lbs. in high school punks (I mean that in the most loving way) were on that trailer. Insane!

Logan felt pretty dang cool when his dad honked that semi horn LONG AND LOUD when he was in front of Logan’s school. And it also helped that Steven had a little bucket of treats saved for Logan and his buddies.

Not too bad of a loot for a high school homecoming parade, eh?

Ok – now…true confessions from Robyn for a minute:

That semi trailer loaded with kids like that – 110% stressed me completely out!!! I truly prayed OUT LOUD in my car on the way from the High School to Logan’s school BEGGING God to keep all those kids safe. I was beyond stressed that one of them would jump off or fall off and get ran over. So few of those kids were aware of how dangerous a semi could be and most of them had never been around a semi, so they were just completely uneducated or unfamiliar with it all. I begged Heavenly Father to just keep them safe….and thankfully, He did.

It was a fun time for our family and lots of memories made.