By now you’ve all heard about the arrival of Isaac Mair, born Tuesday afternoon at 3:56 pm. You also know what a tanker he is, at 9 lbs. 1 oz. You may not also have known that, at the same time, James’s mother was hovering between life and death, and Nora just now called to say that she passed away. She had a stroke about a week and a half ago, and then she got pneumonia, and she went downhill pretty fast from there. Last night when we visited Nora and James and the baby at the hospital, James said it wouldn’t be long, and he was right. The funeral will probably be Monday. Nora said it was pretty sad, but if she had a choice, the babies would live, and older people would pass on. I think I can agree. James’s mom lived a really good life.
Dad and I had a great trip to Pocatello last weekend. Yep, we stayed at Motel 6. The thermostat didn’t work, so the heat was either on or off, and I had to get up a couple of times during the night to turn it one way or the other. Except for that, we had no complaints, especially since it only cost $44.95. We had a lot of fun with Vanessa and Trent and the kids! Baby Luke is really cute. He looks a lot like Sterling, and has the same expressions on his face. We raked pine needles in the yard, ate at Craigos and McDonalds, and partied in general. Dad especially liked their big TV. I liked teasing Kita Cat with catnip. He always remembers me, even if he hasn’t seen me for a year or two, and sticks his long needle nose into my purse, looking for the drugs. So in general, we had a great time.
Paul has been called as a Gospel Doctrine teacher in his ward. I wish we could attend his lessons! I bet they’re interesting. They’ve got that same Old Testament manual that’s been around for about 20 years, but I bet Paul can make it interesting. He says he only wishes there were a podium he could stand behind, instead of just a table, so he wouldn’t look so tall. I’m guessing that makes him look all the more impressive.
Thanksgiving is only two weeks away! So far, Nora’s and Vanessa’s families will be having dinner with us. The rest of you, please let me know your plans! The cabin is anxious to host as many people as possible. Donna will probably be off having Buttercup, but that will be fun, too.
I love you all! Mom