Last Sunday we had just the residents of our house in attendance for church and dinner. Usually we have married kids and Grandma and Grandpa. But our Grandpa Gazdik fell off a ladder in Wyoming while doing some repairs on a cabin and had emergency surgery on his back. Grandma, of course, drove up immediately to be with him! He is recovering and they will be driving home this week. We are so grateful that he is on the mend. It is scary stuff!

Anyway, to entertain ourselves on Sunday, we drove to the old Provo temple and after showing the kids where we used to live at Wymount, we walked around it just like we used to do when Savannah was still in a stroller! It was fun. The kids also played games with dad earlier in the day.

You'll notice our missionary in the pictures. She said that these could be her district pictures in front of the temple. We love being her "stand-in" district. She's been doing really well. She has district classes every day and companionship study and workshops and inbetween she does personal study and shows us the words she has to know before tomorrow. She also has done some TRCs which are when they pretend to teach someone. These stress her out, but she is doing great! She says after a week and a half she knows more Vietnamese than she knows after three and a half years of Chinese classes. When asked by Ben why? She answers promptly, "The gift of tongues!" She is seeing it at work already in her life.

We found out on Sunday that someone on Cheyenne's basketball team tested positive for COVID and they told her she needed to quarantine until the next Monday and watch for symptoms. So, we felt we needed to keep our whole family quarantined to be fair to friends. It was a rather hard week. The twins played tennis together every morning for two hours each day and got caught up on their piano, but they couldn't get together when their friends did or go to the tennis clinics they had been signed up for. Beth and Ben couldn't go to karate or play with their friends. It was hard for me to watch.

But, we rallied our spirits and abilities toward the end of the week. Calianne planned a day of sugar cookies and water fights on Thursday that Cheyenne and Beth and Ben had a great time with and Kevin and I enjoyed watching!

Then Friday, I decided we should go camping. Usually everyone has plans on a Friday so its hard to slip away. Not so this week! We packed up the van and went just right up Hobble Creek Canyon to the farthest campground, Balsam. They have campsites right along the creek. We managed to nab the last available spot. The kids played in the creek while waiting for dad to get off work and come join us. They also made some bead snakes and we played Headbands. After dinner, we made a fire and were joined by Mariah and her awesomely supportive, super-great companion, Savannah. We talked a long time while the fire went out. The next morning dad made us pancakes and bacon! Savannah and Mariah headed home and the rest of us went hiking a mile up Wardsworth. It was fun and a much-needed getaway!

We might be done with our quarantine on Monday, but Kevin was exposed to a client who tested positive during the week. Kevin got tested on Friday. If his results come back positive, we will quarantine ourselves again.

It's alright. We'll figure it out, right? We'll make it through. Come what may and love it? We're working on it.