This is at a park right by our home. We love to go and play at the park. Our moving to Indiana was been an adventure. We never thought that we would be in the mid-west but are so happy we came. We love where we live. There are a TON of kids and someone is always outside riding bikes ready to play. Thanks goodness there are other MBA wives in our area. It is nice to sit outside and visit and let the kids play. It kind of makes up for Bryan always being at school. We had some funny moments.... Harrison pulling the fire alarm at a HUGE library and everyone having to evacuate the building. I have never been more embarrassed in my life. The best part was a friend of mine was at the library a few weeks later when she heard some moms talking about the kid who pulled the fire alarm and his mom. Gotta love that boy! I also have a new calling.... ward chorister. Funny huh. I can't sing a note in tune EVER - let alone sing AND lead. It's like watching a train wreck each and every week. Oh, did I mention our ward has the MOST amazing singers in the world? It's full of professors of music and students getting their PHD in musical performance. Yup, my own personal nightmare every Sunday.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Indiana
This is at a park right by our home. We love to go and play at the park. Our moving to Indiana was been an adventure. We never thought that we would be in the mid-west but are so happy we came. We love where we live. There are a TON of kids and someone is always outside riding bikes ready to play. Thanks goodness there are other MBA wives in our area. It is nice to sit outside and visit and let the kids play. It kind of makes up for Bryan always being at school. We had some funny moments.... Harrison pulling the fire alarm at a HUGE library and everyone having to evacuate the building. I have never been more embarrassed in my life. The best part was a friend of mine was at the library a few weeks later when she heard some moms talking about the kid who pulled the fire alarm and his mom. Gotta love that boy! I also have a new calling.... ward chorister. Funny huh. I can't sing a note in tune EVER - let alone sing AND lead. It's like watching a train wreck each and every week. Oh, did I mention our ward has the MOST amazing singers in the world? It's full of professors of music and students getting their PHD in musical performance. Yup, my own personal nightmare every Sunday.
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8 comments:
looks like you all are doing great. Happy for ya! Best part of the blog DorkandMindi! classic bryan!
Brants ticked that B wont answer any of his text or IMs. He is finding a new friend. Any way he has Diahera.:)
What a fun blog, Mindi!
We saw a Doe with two of her babies the last time we went down to the creek. Jenna was beyond excited.
And you are a fantastic chorister -- but you really do need the wings. :)
Oh Mindi, you really are a good chorister...although it is nice to finally find out who it is that is singing so off key every Sunday.
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Juuuuuuuuust kidding. ;)
Indiana sounds like a fun place. The midwest really is a great place to be in the fall. My favorite time of year in Nebraska is definitely the fall. I sent you an invite to the blog. Let me know if you got it.
I am so glad you started a blog. Just to let you know, my blog is out of commission at the moment. I promise to invite you when/if I start it up again. Love the update, I am so glad you guys are having a good time. Good luck with the chorister thing. I once had that same feeling every Sunday being Primary chorister. I truly feel your pain. -Meghan
Your blog is super cute. You definitely figured it all out so quickly (I think it took me 6 months before I had a cute background). I'm sure your friends and family will really apreciate being able to see updates on how you guys are doing.
Fun!! I want to pick all that fruit!!! You guys are so good, I should take the kiddos to do that they would love that!
Hey Min! So excited to find you on here! Glad you are liking the new home. Oh and good luck with the calling! I would die!
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