The Index

Nate and all his coworkers are officially sending the first volume of the journals series to press very very soon. Hooray! They have been working their fannies off on it for a long, long time. However, there was a major, major headache at the last minute called "the index." To make a long, dramatic story short, Nate and the other editor (whose son ended up in the hospital in the middle of this mess) had to try to rebuild the thing in about two weeks. That means that Nate worked almost 24/7 for about a week and a half.

This is Nate:

This is me if I ever get ahold of the responsible parties:

I can't believe I just posted that picture.

Anyway, in order to give Nate a chance to work those hours without being completely guilt-ridden, and to keep Addison and I from driving each other crazy, the two of us took a little trip down to sunny St. George. We had such a good time visiting the family and we canned a ton of peaches with Ma Waite's guidance.


Addison had a great time with his aunties. And Abbey had a great time with his hair.

After a few days there, Ma Waite came back up to Roy with us. It was so fun to have her. She is such good company. And she spoiled us rotten. She did our dishes about 20 times in 6 days, cleaned the bathroom (she thought she was sneaky, but I noticed), watched the boy a ton, and fed us so much delicious food that it's a wonder we didn't gain 30 pounds each. And she helped me make the most awesome bracelet ever:

Visiting Daddy at temple square

New toys from Grandma

This story has a sad beginning, a happy middle, and a happy(ish) ending, which I will now tell you. Thank heavens, Nate and Eric (the other guy, whose son is on the mend, by the way) and their bosses and their bosses' bosses put their heads together and the index problem is all worked out. It's somewhat of a hollow victory, though, because now Nate's going to be working on the index until December. But that's better than having him putting in a thousand hours a week for the rest of September.