A Typical "DearElder" Post

They have this service called "DearElder." You can email a message to your missionary through their website and they will print your message out and put it in your missionary's mailbox at the MTC. Usually I try to send a message to Calvin every day. I figure it will help ease my homesickness for him. *grin* It is a free service, however they do suggest a donation if you can to help defray the costs of paper and ink to print the messages. Below is a recent "DearElder" note we sent Calvin. Most of the time it's just news of the day and what's going on with my neurologist appointments and tests I have to have done in connection with trying to diagnose what's happened with my brain, but occasionally we do get a little silly.

5 June, 2012

Dear Elder Messinger,

YAY! We got an email today! YAY! Okay, so I cried. But they were tears of joy *smile* Hmm. I wonder if the Elder you met will be coming to Greene? I'll have to let you know.

My appointment with the neurologist is tomorrow FINALLY! I am sort of nervous. Your poor dad. He must feel like he's living in a Jane Austen movie lately. You know in Chantal's favorite movie where the annoying hysterical mother says "Oh Mr. [whatever his name is] how can you do that to my poor nerves!" and he says something like, "On the contrary, they've been my constant companion these 20 years." yah, I've been sort of like that. Your poor dad!! But I haven't been quite that bad - at least I don't think I have, you'd have to ask him. He just keeps saying "No, I'm not going anywhere, yes, I still love you, it's okay, it's all my fault." *ha ha, just kidding*

Oh, by the way. "Dear Elder Messinger, you'd probably type faster if you used less exclamation points. And you spell like your dad. Love MoMM" Bwahahahaha.

We went to Sayre today for Miranda to get the next tension on her braces. A tractor trailer about wiped us off the road. Dad and Miranda were playing BINGO all the way out and back and Sophie even got Miranda a few times. She's getting pretty good at the game! The next time we go to Sayre, Miranda gets the bottom braces on. That ought to be fun. NOT!

Miranda says she'll send you more of her pictures, and some letters. Oh, and should we send you some toothpicks for the shreds of paper in your teeth? :-)

Miranda says "We have 5 more days until school lets out. 5 MORE DAYS" - as she bounds out of the living room and sees Sophie and I hear "WHY DO YOU HAVE MY SHOES ON? WHERE DID YOU GET MY SHOES? PUT MOMMY'S SHOES BACK ON? DON'T BITE ME! MOOMMMM SHE'S TRYING TO BITE ME!" I guess that's my signal to sign off.

We love you. (now Sophie's singing . . . wait for it . . . wait for it . . . "Wonder pets wonder pets we're on our way to help a baby animal and save the day" bwahahahaha now you're going to have that song in your braaaiiiin. *evil, wicked laughter*) [I have to interject here that Sophie likes to watch the little kids' show "Wonder Pets" and Calvin became exceedingly vexed when we would sing the theme song all the time.]

We love you!

Study hard, pray fervently for the Sprit to attend you, immerse yourself in the language (and please, please write it legibly so I can understand it when you write it! Miranda's laughing hysterically as I type this NO MIRANDA I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ENOUGH I STILL HAVE 5,399 CHARACTERS LEFT 5,378)

I Love you Calvin,

Study hard, GO AWAY MIRANDA I'm trying to be serious now! Oh forget it. EMMMM OOOOO UUUUUUU EEEEESSSSSS EEEEEEEEE

wonder pets wonder pets we're on our way . . . the phone, the phone is ringing, this. is. seweeus. gimmee the chocolate sauce.