In our church we have what we call "General Conference" twice a year. It is a time we get to listen to many of our spiritual leaders and I'm so grateful for it. I love the rejuvenation I feel from those words washing over me and helping me to become a more dedicated friend, daughter, mother, wife and daughter of God.
We listen to conference in our church buildings, or in some areas conference is broadcast on television (our area in the desert happens to be one of them). But anyone can listen to the messages by clicking here (and I'd highly recommend it :)
There is one meeting for the men (and boys ages 12 and up).
That is when Dave has some good quality time with Max, and I get to hang with the girls. (There's another meeting with girls and moms which Elle and I went to last week that I talked about here.)
We did a girls' craft night that night.
We painted frames for Elle's bedroom collage we're working on.
And also just plain painted.
Max sort of joined us later, but mostly he joined the iPad.
We loved listening to all the speakers during conference.Our kids fully utilize "bingo" boards to help them listen better.And Lucy mostly just "reads" her books.Yes, those lips are indeed green/blue. Not sure how that happened. Hmmmmm.
Luckily it didn't affect her listening skills :) (this was before the big arm-break)
We had some friends over for brunch.
And then "listened" to more conference.
These kids really were so good, and the talks were even better.
There had to be some kite-flying at the park because the weather was so beautiful.
And what would conference weekend be without a gathering of cousins to finish it all off? Dave was busy at work trying to help everyone get set up on this new whiz-bang "family texting" program.
I neglected to take pictures of our traditional-conference-cinnamon-roll-making, but they were there, and they were good.