On Monday I firmly planted both feet in my 30s when I celebrated my 32nd birthday. My mother sent me a card that was supposed to sing, but the batteries were dead when it arrived. Ben decided to pull it apart and rewire it to a D battery to play the song. The kids thought that was awesome. Sydney's first grade music program was Thursday night. It was a lot of fun since they were singing Disney songs. Be Our Guest was hilarious because, no matter how many times they got back on track, they would quickly get ahead of the music by a full line.

General Conference kind of blindsided me this year. March just went by to fast. I don't have stuff ready for the kids, but I'm going to print some things off this morning. Thank goodness for the internet.

A couple of my friends and their kids came over last night while our husbands were at the priesthood session. We made doughnuts last night right before the guys came home so they were nice a warm when they got here. Making doughnuts during priesthood session has been a joke between me and Ben for most of our marriage (which is approaching nine years, so it's been a while). In his talk at the priesthood session in April 1999, Elder Russell M. Nelson gave a talk which started like this:

It is a joy to be with you tonight, brethren, and wonderful to see so many young men with their fathers. We are assembled because of our desire to hearken to the leaders of the Church. But this congregation is unique. I don’t see any mothers. Not one of us could be here without a mother, yet we are all here—without our mothers. Tonight I am attending with a son, sons-in-law, and grandsons. Where are their mothers? Gathered in the kitchen of our home! What are they doing? Making large batches of homemade doughnuts! And when we return home, we will feast on those doughnuts. While we enjoy them, these mothers, sisters, and daughters will listen intently as each of us speaks of things he learned here tonight. It’s a nice family tradition, symbolic of the fact that everything we learn and do as priesthood bearers should bless our families.

The part about the doughnuts stuck with him and we would always joke about how sad it was that no one was making Ben doughnuts. I decided to give it a try this year. I found a yummy recipe on allrecipes.com. I'll have to make more next time. They were so good. Yet another tradition to add to our conference weekends.