My calling for the past two years has been Mia Maid Advisor. I love the girls even more than I expected. We hosted a cute tea party for new incoming Beehives. (Grandma Marie's English hat was just the ticket.)
I was
in charge of a "Super Ball" double-elimination tournament for our 70 youth.
We bought large plastic balls from the grocery store, printed out a
bracket for 6 teams on two courts (which I immediately botched and had to wing),
made some candy bar medals, and ate ice cream sandwiches while we
watched the championship.
RULES
1. Three hits per side (you can double-hit)
2. Serve anywhere up to half-court)
3. Guys hit one-handed except when playing another guys' team
No other rules enforced (carries, in the net, etc.)
Play to 15, rally scoring
Marvel (Laurels) vs. Priests (Priests :)
One-hand hit violation. Getty's disgusted with himself, haha
Babe Slayers (Deacons) vs. Missionaries (Teachers)
Love the contrast in team names ;)
Too many hits. Love the team's reactions :)
Grudge match: Marvel vs. Priests
Shoot—no pics of Avengers (Mia Maids) and Queen Bees (Beehives)
Sunday night cookie baking
and cookie dough stealing...
and Nertz playing
(Rob was mad at me in this pic)
Can you tell which ones are hard-boiled? :)
Our daily vitamins and meds
Stirloaf
Cam decided to prank Getty with toothpaste-filled Oreos, but Mia and Rob fell victim instead...
...Rob didn't even notice, haha
"What are you guys laughing at?..."