When our 3-year-old granddaughter was jumping on the couch, her mother warned her: "Be careful or you'll fall and crack your head open." Katrina answered: “Then you can see the music that's in my head when I'm jumping."
San Jose, California
A friend recently observed my daughter and some of her classmates at lunch. They were discussing vegetables, and the hot lunch they were eating had green beans. One of the students said: “I hate green beans.” Another replied: “Yeah, but I love carrots.” A boy across the table then said: “My favorite is zucchini.” My daughter quickly replied: “I’m not allowed to wear zucchinis. They’re not modest.”
Printed in our ward bulletin once was the opening hymn Let Us All Pass On.
I volunteer at the American West Heritage in Cache Valley, Utah. Here we interpret history through sites representing different eras. I volunteer on the pioneer site, where we represent the 1850s and demonstrate the daily life of a Cache Valley pioneer. One day we had a school group of 8 year olds and I was telling them about the pioneer kitchen. I explained how we had crossed the plains and set up our home in the valley. As I told about the kitchen I asked if there were any questions. One little boy’s hand shot up and he asked: "When you took the plane ride, what exactly did you cross?"
Time to Eat
One dinner hour, my wife called me to come to the table as the meal was ready. As many husbands do, I procrastinated a bit and my wife reminded me that I should come now because the food was starting to get cold. I came quickly, and as I sat down, I announced that I would ask the blessing on the food. My wife quickly replied: "Oh boy, now the food will really be cold.”
When my daughter was married in the San Diego temple, all of the family members and guests were assembled in the second-floor chapel, and then escorted up to the fourth-floor sealing room in a designated elevator. The temple worker in charge wanted to be sure that the bride’s and groom’s parents were in the first elevator load, so she had us get in first, then kept adding more people. After the last possible person was crowded in and the doors started to close, the alarm began to sound – not a quiet beeping noise, but a loud, screeching fire alarm. We thought it was an “overload” alarm, but the doors closed, and the elevator ascended to the fourth floor with the alarm blaring all the way. The shrieking continued until the elevator stopped, the doors opened and everyone took a step forward. It turns out that the groom’s father had been leaning on the alarm button. I think my daughter is the only bride to ever have wedding bells in the Temple!
Trish Manwaring loves reading, cooking and blogging, but nothing makes her happier than traveling. Trish and her husband, Matt, sneak away for a trip every chance they can get. They're doing their best to instill in their three young children a love for the world as well.
Trish studied journalism at BYU and later worked for a magazine publishing company. She's been a part of the Meridian family for over 10 years.