Thursday, April 25, 2019

Pastrami with Andrew

This morning I braved traffic and GPS snafus . . .


. . . on my way into Boston . . .


. . . to meet up with this guy!  My brother Andrew was in town for a conference, and we met up for lunch before his flight home.  When I finally arrived, we had just enough time to eat sandwiches in my van, discuss geeky topics like healthcare reform and overcoming food aversions, and then drive to the airport.  That half hour of time with my brother was totally worth the three hours I spent in traffic.

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

The Fort and the Pond

Joy led us down to the runoff pond this afternoon so she could show us the fort she had made in the bushes nearby.


I envisioned some imposing edifice . . . 


. . . but it turned out to be a tiny clearing in the underbrush, where Joy had placed stones in the mud so her feet wouldn't get dirty while she crouched among the prickly branches. 


Crouching gets old pretty quickly, so the kids soon switched gears and went wading in the runoff pond.  They assured me that they would keep their rolled-up pants dry . . .


. . . but it's hard to stay dry when you're gleefully sloshing around a pond, and it wasn't long before the two older kids had tripped and soaked everything they were wearing.


Oh well.  You're only young once, right?

Monday, April 22, 2019

Tennis and the Harbingers of Spring

Back in 2011, I mentioned that I loved Chinese magnolias because they bloom when most other trees are still asleep, and give me hope that spring is just around the corner.  After we moved to Arkansas, I was delighted to discover a few Chinese magnolias blooming in our new town.  When we moved to Massachusetts, though, I wondered if any of those lovely harbingers of spring could thrive this far north.


I'm happy to report that they do!  Of course, they bloom three months later here than they did in Southern California (and two months later than Arkansas), but their beauty is all the more welcome after a long winter, when most other trees are still grey and bare.


Incidentally, this particular magnolia tree grows near the tennis center where Joy has started taking lessons.  All the middle schoolers in her class are better than her at this point (which is a new and humbling experience for Joy the Academic Dynamo), but she's learning a lot and looking forward to lots of tennis matches with Daddy once school is out.

Sunday, April 21, 2019

Holy Week 2019

Two years ago, I started a new Easter tradition with my family.  I wanted Easter to feel like a sacred season to honor our Savior's loving sacrifice for us, not just a weekend to eat way too much candy.  Inspired by this mom's tradition, we spent each day of Holy Week reading scriptures about what happened in Jesus's life that day, watching a video about it if we could find one, and doing some little activity to make the experience fun for our kids.  It transformed Easter from a second-tier holiday about candy to a memorable, inspiring time that our family really looks forward to.

Here's how things went this year:


On Palm Sunday, we read about Christ's triumphal entry, then acted it out.  Everyone always wants a turn being the donkey.  Also, by popular demand, I bought kale leaves to use for palm fronds, like we did the first time when we were living in Arkansas.  Apparently, donkeys are big fans of kale. 

  
On "Temple Monday," we read about and reenacted Christ cleansing the temple.  Last night, Phillip pointed out that it kind of detracts from the sacred mood if I whip out my camera during a reenactment, so tonight I asked the kids to all pose for some production shots, then I put the camera away and Daniel cleansed that temple like a boss (much to the relief of Anna, the worshiper who was saddened by the vendor's offensive noise).


On "Teaching Tuesday," we discussed why Christ taught in parables, then we divided into two groups that each chose a parable to draw.  Or at least, that was the original plan.  Instead, Joy and Anna decided to draw the same parable the same way, then see if I could guess whose drawing was whose.  Joy did such a good job of copying Anna's style that it was hard to tell the difference.


On Spy Wednesday, we talked about Judas agreeing to betray Jesus for the price of a slave, and how Jesus then liberated us from bondage to sin and death.  We then lightened the mood by dyeing Easter eggs.  I suppose I could try to turn egg dyeing into a symbolic discussion, but honestly, we just do it because it's fun.


On Passover Thursday, I made a mostly-authentic Passover feast with braised lamb, grape juice, and almost-unleavened lavash bread (because I just can't get into matzo crackers).  The meal takes a bit of work and planning, but I feel like it's worth it.  My kids think it's really cool, and I love feasting together as we discuss the symbolism of the original Passover, how it relates to Christ's atonement, and how He must have felt eating that last Passover supper that symbolized what He was about to endure for the whole world.  There's something solemn and inspiring about participating in that ancient tradition, even if we have adapted it a bit.


On Good Friday, we read about Christ's suffering and death on the cross, then watched a moving video about it.  I usually make hot cross buns to celebrate Good Friday, but I'd been working on a hot cross muffin recipe for my recipe blog all week, and we had four different experimental batches of hot cross muffins in our kitchen.  So yeah, we celebrated with hot cross muffins this year. We also each wrote our name on a piece of paper and decorated it, then arranged those papers in a cross shape on our Holy Week Wall (see below), to remind us that Jesus died for each one of us.


On "Spirit World Saturday" we had an Easter egg hunt (just because it's traditional and fun), then in the evening we talked about the Bible reference to Christ teaching the spirits in prison after He died.  Modern revelation clarifies that He organized the spirits of good and faithful people to teach the millions who had rejected Him or had never heard His Gospel in mortality.  This has always been a rather abstract concept for us before, but it hit home this year because my dad and my last two living grandparents have all died in the last six months.  They loved the Lord so much, and it's easy to imagine them sharing that joy and hope with others in the spirit world.


As we've observed Holy Week the last two years, I always felt like our approach to Easter Sunday was a little anticlimactic.  While we enjoyed watching several wonderful videos about the resurrected Lord's visits to His disciples, there was no fun food or activity to go with it.  After Thursday's inspiring feast, I wanted to come up with an Easter feast that was symbolic in its own meaningful ways (e.g. bread because Christ is the bread of life, fish because He ate it when he visited his disciples, etc.).  That Easter feast is still a work in progress, but one new Easter tradition is definitely here to stay: Empty Tomb Rolls.  Basically, you wrap a big marshmallow in crescent dough with some butter and cinnamon, then while you bake it the marshmallow melts and leaves an empty space inside the roll.  Our empty tomb rolls baked and cooled while we watched our favorite resurrection videos, then we enjoyed the delicious rolls and discussed the symbolism of Christ's empty tomb, and why it matters for us.  I love holiday activities that are both meaningful and fun. :)


Whew!  Our Holy Week celebration is a lot of work, and by the end I need a holiday from holidays! Still, I wouldn't trade the fond memories and thoughtful discussions it inspires.  I'll probably leave our Holy Week Wall decorations up long after April is over.  They are a colorful reminder of the fun, inspiring experiences our family shared as we honored the most important event in history.


Thank you, dear Savior, for all that You did and continue to do for us.  We love You so much.

Thursday, April 18, 2019

HSL (Hendrickson Sign Language)

We rarely travel during Spring Break, so our kids end up finding creative ways to entertain themselves.  For example . . . 


. . . Joy and Daniel decided to make up their own sign language.  After a few days of working at it, they can actually communicate pretty well, as long as the conversation doesn't get too abstract.

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Snatching Luna

Remember Luna the Unicorn from yesterday's post?  In addition to rolling over and getting squish-hugged . . .


. . . she likes to play a game called "Snatching Luna."


Basically, one little Hendrickson sits on the couch holding Luna while another runs over and snatches her . . .


. . . then sits on the couch and holds her for the next player.


The kids played this for at least an hour today.


Daniel caught some serious air a few times.


Peace out.

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

We Love Luna

The girls borrowed my camera this morning to photograph Anna's favorite toy:


Luna the unicorn.  Anna received Luna as a Christmas gift, and loves playing with her every day.


Joy loves Luna too.


Even the fairies love Luna.


Luna likes to roll over . . .


. . . and get squished a lot.


Good night, Luna!