Merritt Memories

One of the highlights of living in a more rural area is being able to live by so many farms. We have cows and sheep a plenty! Every spring, the Clark Family Farm in Grantsville, UT opens to the public. You can come and see the baby animals that have been born. We saw a fox, bunnies, a chinchilla, a hedgehog, piggies, and so much more! I love that my kids were able to be up close and hold and pet them. It was a chilly day, but it was fun!!

I have decided to do the 52 questions in 52 weeks challenge on the Family Search blog. The first question asks me to tell my name and why I was given that name. I called my mom because I remember her telling me, but I wanted to make sure I got it right. My mom told me that she originally liked the name LaRee. She was not a fan of the long e sound though. My parents had also chosen Anzinette for a middle name. My great, great grandmother was Cecelia Anzinette Keyes. So, my name should have been LaRee Anzinette.  It must have never felt right because one day my mom sat down to read The Ensign, a LDS magazine. She told me that in one of the stories a lady was named Larae (I'm guessing LaRae because that is the typical spelling). She really liked it and changed it to that. When she told me this story the first time, she said she went back to see how to spell it and could not find the name anywhere. This time she also said she could not ever find the name again. Inspired? Maybe...

I love holidays! I love that they are usually accompanied with time off work for me and time off school for my kids. This year for spring break we relaxed. There was no vacation getaway, no planned adventure. Dustin and I did have to work, but we were able to sneak one day off with the kids and we spent it at home, enjoying our kids (actually -1, Ryan was in New York). I like it like that.  All the commercialism really bugs me sometimes. This Easter I was really bugged! I'm not sure why. It's not like something sparked it. Well, I guess that's not true. A few days before Easter Sunday, one of my 4 year-old students came up to me all excited. "Teacher, guess what? My mom is going to pick me up after work and take me to see the Easter Bunny!" I smiled. His enthusiasm was contagious. He continued, "And, I get to tell the Easter bunny what I want for Easter!" Those words were like a brick to me! When did Easter become like Christmas? I was all sorts of ...