So this Conference Thing

I don't know about you but when I was growing up, General Conference always meant that my house would be filled with Mexicans. That's just how it was.  I lived close to SLC and as such my aunts and uncles and cousins (growing up I thought everyone who stayed with us were my cousins. Come to find out they were my cousins cousins) would come and stay at our house Conference weekend.  That way everyone could travel down to Temple Square and hear General Conference live. In Spanish.  Except me.  I played hard all weekend. Unless it was the ONE session my parents made me come in to watch. Usually Sunday morning. And I would sleep through half of it.

BUT! Now that I am a parent I realized that General Conference is more than just a bunch of old geezers talking and crazy women crying.  I want Conference to be something that my kids look forward too. But how do you make young kids see Conference more than just a bunch of old people? Well first you move into a ward that has MoTab singers in it. That way you can play Spot the MoTab Member.  Next you play a game every college kid knows and loves. The Drinking Game! But since that's frowned on in mormon society, I've altered it a little bit and now it's The Eating Game! Every time someone says Holy Ghost (or 15 other Mo words) we get to eat M&M's, Coco Puffs, and a whole bunch of sugary items.  Add a few other printables from Pinterest, (seriously how did RS survive the 80's without Pinterest?) and hopefully I have a day that my kids enjoy.  Or at least don't hate.

How do you Survive General Conference?

Remember Me?

My mother in law gave me a gift of all my old blogs printed out and in a binder. It made me realize how much I like writing more than a 140 letters. And thanks to Google Plus consolidating all my accounts into one, I found my blog again!  Wow I'm going to have to get used to writing again.  I feel worn out already.

The is so much more to this life than fake stuff

I realized that nothing great will ever be achieved in my house with a schedule. I am now trying to come up with anything that might help me stay focused and off the computer. Because my kids deserve to have the best mom possible. And although wasting time flinging birds is not worthy enough to land me on Worst Parent Ever list. It doesn't qualify me for much else, let alone an honorable mention in the hall of fame of great mothers.

How do you keep yourself from being lazy?