Happy Mother's Day!

 I always look forward to a day of talking to my mothers and children. There are always a few that call and a few that ignore it completely. Unfortunately, I had a tooth removed on Thursday and there's a metal suture that is cutting into my mouth. When we got done with church, I mixed up some pizza dough to rise and I was happy to lie down and rest for a bit. Then the missionaries called. Their lunch appointment had canceled and could they come over for lunch? 

I jumped up and looked through what was in the kitchen. When you make one meal a day, there isn't much on hand. But I had enough to make potato salad and no bake chocolate oatmeal cookies. I sent Paul out to get a pineapple and the missionaries bought some chicken breasts and Coke.


With the deep dish pizza, we had enough food for everyone. These wonderful elders are from Utah, Idaho, Venezuela, and Chile. They reminded me how fun it is to have young adults in the house. Luckily, they all spoke English very well. And after they left I still had time to talk to nearly everyone. I'll be sad when Mother's Day isn't exciting any more.

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