Stellar. Brilliant. Dove

You know Dove is such an interesting man. Sometimes he does things that I just have to ‘tsk’ my tongue at and other times I just marvel at how wonderful he is. He thought, of his own accord last week to check and make sure the Stake satellite receiver was functioning properly. Our town had had a power outage earlier in the week, so we heard from several residents about losses they’d suffered. The satellite was quite broken-he reported it and then yesterday he went up to check on it and found it was still broken.

He was up early this morning and went back to the Stake offices, found that everything was as he’d left it the day before-and yes it was still broken-so he reported it to the Stake Presidency-who were meeting at that time. The only reason this is an issue is because next Sunday the Draper Temple will be dedicated and our Stake Center will be one of the designated areas that will host the dedication. We have tickets to go be part of the dedication and thus to participate in the Hosanna shout! It’s just brilliant that he’s planning that far ahead and looking out for the Stake as a whole.

I left Dove with the things he wanted and needed to do and went with Roo to take the boys to hippo therapy and then to run some errands. We were gone from 2 p.m. until 6 p.m. When we returned Dove was out front sweeping the rocks back from the paved portion of the road into the rocks in front of the house (winter snow plowing tends to move things around and they need to be put back).

When we got into the house and got the food and stuff we bought put away, Roo was ready to go outside, as the sun was setting, and get her clothes off the lines which she had washed and hung up earlier in the day. They weren’t there. Dove had gone outside before it was too cool (when the clothes peak at that point of dryness and as the dew point rises they cease drying and begin to take on moisture) and got the clothes down off the lines-folding them up neatly in baskets. He had also finished her last load of wash and dried them as well and folded them up. And then done our last two loads of wash. And made our bed with the clean sheets (one of the two loads of our laundry he had done). I would call that stellar. He can be so awesome-and that happens more often than not.

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