Kyra Moon

I don't have much to say about Britain's exit from the EU. To me it looks like chaos and recession, but I have done so little research and know so little about international trade that I really don't know what to think. But I just want to talk about the word "Brexit" for a moment because it reminded me of a word I made up once upon a time for a poem when I was 14. Here is the poem: Radio's on with lot's of static There just might be a door ajar Smoothness of the road's erratic When we're driving in the   Cargo's piled up to the ceiling Battle lines are set and crossed "Who cares one bit what sister's feeling?" Peace and love seem to be    Lost again maneuvering exits Nausea threatens to prevail No longer hungry for good ol' MexIts My digestors start to   Failure finding decent rest stops Angry murmur starts to build "Seat belts on! Here come the cops! Quick! Slow down! Or we'll be"    Ki...

Note: this is a continuation of my Proclamation series. By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. -Family Proclamation, 7th paragraph Things operated a little differently when Mom was gone. Suddenly, lists in her handwriting would show up on the fridge, detailing all the activities we needed to be at. Meals would either be tacos, waffles and scrambled eggs, or pizza pockets -- if we had home-cooked meals at all. (Okay, we kids probably could have cooked, too, but why not let Dad run the whole show?) Normal chores would take lesser priority, replaced by making sure every wooden surface in the home was covered in Orange-glo. "It will be so nice for Mom to come back to this shine," Dad would say as we scrubbed chairs and cupboards. And he would always have us go do something fun. Matinees, swimming at the USU pool, or miniature golfing. One time ...

Note: This is a continuation of my proclamation series. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities. Proclamation, 7th paragraph Don't get me wrong, I had a lot of fun growing up. We went to Bear Lake a lot. We floated down rivers and canals a lot. We would go mini golfing and sledding and cross-country skiing and see the occasional matinee. But there were lots of wholesome recreational activities my parents put us through which focused a lot more on the "wholesome" than the "recreational." Like the death marches we went on, bushwhacking through the mountains behind our house, or the terribly long car rides we went on where my parents would choose the "scenic" route on the way to southern Utah. But what first came to mind when I thought of "wholesome recreational activities" was the games we woul...

Kevin and I were talking about the pros and cons of homeschool, and he mentioned that it would be a huge time investment and take a lot of planning and resources. Then I remembered an awesome resource I already had -- a math book I started to write when I was 11. I found it and opened it and lo and behold I think it's about ready to be published, it's so good. I think the best part of the book are the story problems. Since they're based on real-life events, they prove that math is applicable to real life. Here are some of my favorite story problems I asked in my oh-so-advanced math book:  ~If S has seven Tootsie Rolls™ and K has eight Tootsie Rolls™, how many do they have together? (yes, I figured out the trademark symbol) ~ J needed Mommy to listen to her homework.  She had to wait 3 minutes when Spencer needed a diaper change.  Then, Mommy got a call from Aunt K, which took 15 minutes.  Then Kyra needed her to show her something on the piano, which took 5 m...

After my last post, someone told me that I'm a very passionate writer. I've decided to fix that with this dispassionate story. Then I'll go back to getting the world married. Once upon a time last week, Kevin and I went home for a visit. To my surprise, there was a new fridge. I guess the fact that there was a new fridge wasn't in and of itself too surprising. The old refrigerator had been around more than 20 years and it had been slowly dying, so it made sense to get a new refrigerator. What surprised me was that the freezer and fridge were next to each other, rather than the freezer on top of the fridge. I thought we weren't one of those families. You know, "we don't use words like that in our family," or, "we don't watch TV shows like that in our family." I guess I had always thought that "we don't use side-by-side fridges in our family" because all my friends who used side-by-side fridges also used words and watched TV s...