Lately I've been struck by what a wonderful thing it is when one or more grown men take time out their busy schedules to help a teenage boy accomplish something whose worth is every bit as much in the process as it is in the end result.














this is only part one of a two-part project. next he gets to design the sign that will go there indicating what types of activities are allowed in this part of the canyon

Yesterday I was struck by how long it's been since I've been up Rock Canyon and how I've forgotten how much I loved the place when I first moved here. I often take for granted the amazing gifts of nature we have just 10-20 minutes from our home.

That I came home from work and the temple this afternoon to find the dishes done and little son and bigger husband had done some cleaning while I was away. That is the best surprise and most appreciated gift I can imagine. Thank you!

I had no idea, some 11 years ago when right after Luke was baptised the current cub scout chair person came up to me and told me Luke would be starting cub scouts, how cool this night would be. Was it a lot of work to get here? Yeah. Especially as I spent some five years as a den leader with my two oldest sons and put in extra hours to help Luke meet requirements for Webelos and 11-year-old scouts when other people dropped the ball. (And trying to get your kid through five required merit badges during the merit badge pow wow at BYU while your husband is getting his master's degree? Wasn't easy.)

But it was worth it. I am so proud of Luke. Everything said about him tonight was so true. He has a good and honest heart. He wants to do the right thing. He is outstanding in his duty to God. I appreciate his example and his goodness. I wish I could show you all the slide show his father made for him in tribute. It was beautiful!

What struck me the most as I looked out over the room of family and friends--both his and mine--and a whole bunch of scout leaders who helped along the way, is that it really does take a village. And my family and I are certainly blessed with one of the finest villages ever.

I just have to tell you my oldest child started his first class at BYU today.

Can you believe that?

I can't.