FHE

Mom and Dad were always good about holding FHE every Monday night. Mom made a nifty little FHE "job" allocator: our names on flower popsicle sticks moved from paper flower pot to paper flower pot, labelled with the FHE "jobs." We sang songs (lots of 5 little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed), said prayers, conducted family business, had lessons about various gospel topics, and played a game. We usually played hide and seek (I don't care what any of you say I invented hiding up the hallway walls), I Spy, Whose got the Penny, Who Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar, Twister etc. But the best game of all was Buckin' Bronco. Dad was the bronco and we'd all take turns clinging onto his back while he'd try to buck us off. Everyone else would count and the person who could stay on the longest won the game. I loved this game. And I am in awe of Dad, to this day, as to how he bucked 6or so kids in a row. Anyway, after FHE we always had a treat which was great. I would always chose ice cream. Dad always made tapioca when it was his turn. I don't know what all of you liked to make but treat was, for me, the absolute best part of FHE.