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Spring 2026

I often think about updating this more often so that I'm not cramming so much in one post, but thinking isn't doing.

The kids had their last day of school on Friday, so we're thinking about summer plans--a family reunion in June, a wedding in August, bucket lists, to-do lists, some relaxation (but not so much that we wonder how we let the time go).

Our spring was very nice. Here's some of what we did:

The boys went on a trip to West Virginia for a BYU basketball game, and then again to Michigan to catch another game.

We spent Spring Break in Puerto Rico and had some delightful adventures, including . . .

Feeding pigeons,

Tasting fresh coconut (looks cute and delicious and refreshing, tastes like it wants to be saltwater, but isn't).
Rescuing a shoe stuck in the mud in the rainforest.
Feeding pigeons and playing basketball in old San Juan.


Lots of beach time with some intense rip-tides that worried us, but not enough to keep us out of the water.

In April and May, we celebrated birthdays.




We enjoyed visits from Emily and Hudson, Ricky and Avery.










I had a third piece of writing published in the Penn State University literary magazine. Two are printed; one is found online at this link:

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Look for "Dear Dad" by Bonni Mergenthaler.

The one in the book I'm holding up is called "Sorry about the Cat."

Now that the weather is warm, we are spending lots of time outside, playing and swimming (the kids), and doing yard work (me).








Not pictured: lots of rebounding for Sean, serious pool prep, game nights, Gavin's band concert, field trips, and training a new driver (Sean).

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