MP Interviews, Tooth Fairy Visits Spencer, Reb the Qwirkle Champion

Despite family in town, it was back to work for us as Glen was doing mission president interviews with 19 missionaries in the Carlsbad zone and 18 missionaries in the Del Mar zone.

Rebecca's family had played in the ocean all day while we were gone. When we returned home, Spencer was eager to show us the bottom tooth he'd lost that day. He was hoping for a tooth fairy visit that evening as he put his tooth under his pillow.

The grandchildren were excited for a popcorn party after dinner. Glen ate popcorn and watched a movie with them before he went back in his office to finish answering the missionaries' letters he hadn't been able to finish the day before.

Next morning was another French toast breakfast. I couldn't get over how long and golden Madison's hair had gotten since we saw her last.

Yet again I was giving thanks for Sarah having the insight to bring the Legos, toy cars and other things from our house back home for the grandchildren to have something to play with when they come to visit us here. 

We have acquired several stuffed animals while here, and Madison got quite attached to the little lamb.

We bid the family good-bye the next day and headed to Escondido where Glen was busy interviewing 32 missionaries while Rebecca's family went to a children's museum.

The following day we had to get a really early start to get to Temecula to do those 27 morning interviews, so no French toast breakfast for the grandchildren that day. We ate lunch in the car as we drove to Murrieta to do 20 interviews in the afternoon.

The zone leaders in Murrieta had seen that they were the last missionaries on the interview schedule and had invited us to go to dinner with them. We laughed at their invitation as what they were really asking was would we take them to dinner.

Generally the members feed the missionaries. The missionaries in the Young Single Adult wards don't get fed as well because they don't always have people sign up to feed them. These elders were finding themselves without a dinner appointment that evening and were genius enough to think of another way to get fed.

Thus we found ourselves at Golden Corral once again. We had already planned to eat up north before heading back home to avoid the traffic, so adding two missionaries to our already-planned restaurant meal was no big deal.

The Golden family had spent another day at the beach. We got home well after the grandchildren had washed off all their sand in the bathtub, had eaten their dinner and were asleep in their beds, but not too late to squeeze in a game of Qwirkle before we adults went to bed.

Dallas had opted out of the game, but came over to give his wife a congratulatory kiss.

For earning the highest score ever in the history of Qwirkle--at least that we have seen thus far in our Qwirkle-playing career.

Way to go, Rebecca!! Now we know the score to beat!! Qwirkle anyone???