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The night before the Fathers' and Sons' Campout proved to be tedious for Logan. He had been invited by our home teaching family to attend Fathers' and Sons' with himself and his three sons and another boy from the ward. Twenty-four hours with no girls!!! Logan's idea of heaven. Logan had been laying in bed for hours when around midnight he called out, "Mom, I can't sleep!"

"Logan, you'll just have to try laying still and hopefully you'll fall asleep."

"That's what I have been doing!" he replied back.

"Try to stop thinking about the campout."

"How did you know I was thinking about that?" he asked.

"Because I know you," I answered. "Try to think about something boring. Something that's not exciting at all."

"Okay," He agreed, "I'll think about toilets."

Two minutes later, Logan was asleep.

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Stories

This is one of my kids' favorites, that they keep asking to be repeated, and then they continually correct me during the telling me when I get it wrong.  First, it is important to know that my youngest child, Libby, is in love with Bruce Wayne.  Yes, aka, Batman.  She loves Batman, to the extent that it has nauseated the other older two.  Many of our stories centered around Batman, but this is the last Batman story that over shadows all other Batman stories and Eden is here to make sure I get it right.

There are three famous criminals, Eden, Logan, and Libby. All of which have super powers.  Eden has poking powers, Logan has belly-rolling powers, and Libby had giggling powers.  With these amazing super powers, Gotham was held captive.  Donuts mysteriously disappeared off grocery store shelves as shoppers and employees doubled over with contagious giggling.  Video game records were brilliantly surpassed while their contenders were blown over by sonic waves.   And pet stores' fish supplies diminished.  The only evidence left behind was single poke marks on the foreheads of anyone standing in the way.  (No one has ever discovered what was done with all the fish.)  To relieve Gotham of this terror and to finally have another donut with his morning hot cocoa, Batman\ Bruce Wayne decided he had to catch the criminals. So being a billionaire, he decided to lure the juvinile super villians.   He took a billion dollars in a briefcase and began walking towards the bank.  Could the three children be lured in by money?  No, but they were suckers for a challenge.  (and for suckers, you know lollipops, especially the tootsie roll filled kind.)  After a while, Bruce heard a distant giggling.  He looked around and saw his briefcase was gone. With the 25 cents of pocket change he had left, he kept walking to the bank.  After a while he felt a distant belly rolling.  Reaching inside his pocket, he discovered his change was gone.  Bruce Wayne was sprinting to the bank  for protection when he felt a poke on his forehead and flew back 10 feet. He stood up and saw people pointing. He looked at himself and realized he no longer was wearing pants.  (At this point in the story, Libby becomes very saddened for her disheartened hero, hence part 2.)

Part 2
The next day, Libby was walking down the street as her secret identity, Libby. She saw a giant cookie in the middle of the of the street with a sign that said "trap for Eden, Logan, and Libby."  Counting on the childrens' need for a challenge, the city created a giant chocolate chip cookie, that they kept warm with heat lamps.  The smell was intoxicating.  The three kids couldn't stop thinking about the cookie.  The following day the cookie was gone and everyone in the surrounding vicinity was left in giggle spasms.   The next challenge for Logan and Eden, how to get Libby to share?

whimsy

"Mom, is Hades real?" Libby questioned after rewatching Disney's Hercules for the uphundredth time.

"No, Hades isn't real," I answered.

"Did he use to be real?"

"No, but a long time ago, people thought he was real."

"But pilgrims were real, right?" she asked.

"Pilgrims were absolutely real."  I responded.

"Yeah, I thought they were real.  They all died out in the '80's I think." she replied as she walked away.

Pinewood Derby

I am constantly amazed at the time and energy put into events such as cubscout activities, Primary Saturday activities, activity day girls' recognition nights and these don't even include Young Men and Young Women activities, firesides, youth conferences and camps.  As a leader, I too spent thought, time, energy, and prayer into such events, grateful to witness how such activities can make a difference in the life of just one child.  If just one child was affected it made all the sacrifice worthwhile.  If more than one child walked away a little different, that's just icing.  As a parent, I am grateful and humbled by such sacrifices others make continually to benefit my children.  Pinewood Derby is just one of the many...

Logan was awarded (by our cubmaster) with the "sharpest design" award and with accompanying pocket knife

friend (11-year old scout, no way), Logan Bankhead, friend (Bear)

Conversations

"Mom," asks my oldest, "if a millionaire named Steve came to the door and asked you to marry him, would you?" 
"I don't know anything about him, how do I know he's a good guy?"  I question and make a mental note to stop using words like too-expensive or can't afford.  Must come up with new words.
"His name is Steve, he's a really nice guy and LDS."  She answers.
"Well then, as long as he's a nice guy, LDS, a millionaire, and named Steve, why not?"

Then my youngest jumped in..."Mom, if a millionaire werewolf named Steve came and asked you to marry him would you?"

"Is he a Twilight werewolf or a Harry Potter werewolf?"  I question.
"Wow, that is quite the difference!"  exclaimed the middle child.

"He's a Twilight werewolf, LDS, a millionaire, and a good guy."  She decides with the help of her siblings.
"Well then again, why not?"  I respond back making another mental note to find out who is Steve.