We had a fun but difficult week last week - fun, because every branch and twig of the Stoker family tree was in town, so we got to visit with a lot of cousins and aunts and uncles, and difficult because we were gathering for Gramp's funeral. I had such a hard time playing "Going Home" aka the Largo from Dvorak's New World Symphony as Grandpa's casket was leaving the funeral. We were supposed to repeat it until everyone left the chapel, but after the third time, I had to tell the pianist to stop, because I couldn't play anymore. Nothing hits me harder than music. If I don't cry during a eulogy or talk, you depend upon me crying during the musical number. You'd think that after 20+ years of playing music that I'd be over that, but I'm not. Go figure.

The picture above is from our Family Night at Leatherby's. I know that it is blurry (sorry) but I thought it was a cute picture regardless. We've just been trying to get the children on a normal schedule for the last couple days, since the last week has been so crazy. My parents are coming this week to visit, which we are all looking forward to. The kids love it when they're here.

Finally, we had to buy a new freezer. Our old one was a hand-me-down from Cory's grandparents, and has never worked well. It freezer burnt everything, and ALWAYS had frost build up to the point that we couldn't close it sometimes. So, I was ready for a new one when we found out that most of the stuff in it was thawing, and that the Otter Pops we put in it two weeks ago were STILL not frozen. 

Lear quote of week: Karen: "Gramps went to sleep in his house, and woke up in Heavenly Father's house."

Lear, looking confused: "You mean he woke up at church?"

Ella Quote: Bronson: "Ella, who is coming to visit you this week?"

Ella: "uh.... Two!"