Kibaki died. Kind of a big deal that I forgot to even mention in family journal last week. Her life expectancy was 15-16 years. She was 16 last month and has been fading the past year so we’ve been anticipating it.
We had a family memorial service for her on Monday night and buried her in our side yard after sharing experiences we’ve had with her. She was the perfect pet (clean, not stinky, inexpensive, no one had to watch her when we traveled). James got her for me for my birthday in 2003 and she’s traveled across the country to Michigan and back with many adventures of being an escape artist.
We went to the pumpkin patch on Thursday and met up with the SoCal Finlay cousins. After going through the corn maze, squash tunnel, riding the tractor and playing ‘ring the pumpkin,’ everyone picked out their favorite which we painted tonight.
Friday night we went to the football game at the high school. Preston loved cheering and stomping and was entertaining everyone around us with his enthusiasm.
Saturday morning James helped with campaigning. The kids got to start the day off with a trip to donut man with Aunt Helen, Aunt Erin and Gramma Finlay. Tiger tails are always a big hit.
I then took the kids to volleyball (we had away games in Hacienda Heights, which went well) and then we went to a preschool reunion for Preston.
We loved his preschool group and since 2 of the families moved we don’t get to see them very often, so it was so much fun to get together with all of them and see the Jamison’s new house.
Saturday night James watched the boys, Brielle watched the Johnson boys and I joined up with some of the women from our ward and stake for the annual “witches night out” where we all dress as witches and go out on the town.
I had a Relief Society Temple Trip on Tuesday and Crafter’s Corner on Friday. Also a PTA meeting, volunteering in Preston’s class and making breakfasts for James’ employees for Vet Tech week.
James kept busy with work and campaigns and enjoyed volunteering at the senior dinner on Friday to help serve food. The kids enjoyed playing with cousins every chance they could as we said goodbye to the Johnson’s who head off to South Korea tomorrow.
Bonus: (not part of family journal entry) Preston has always loved to give me flowers. At one point I gave him a limit of once a day, since he picks them from our yard. It's happening less and less as he is getting older so I wanted to capture this sweet memory. He was emptying his shoes after school (brings the sandbox home with him), and rang the doorbell. I answered the door expecting him to have his hands full of shoes, socks and backpack and not being able to open the door himself. Instead he give me a huge smile, hands me the flowers and says these are for you! :)
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