More Costa Rica.

One morning the team spent some time at an elementary school. The kids were darling and LOVED Hank. He was almost as popular as Heather, a wife of one of the players. She is blonde and beautiful and when one of the boys jokingly asked some of the little girls which boy they wanted to meet on the team, all of the girls requested to meet Heather. Pretty cute and funny.

Hank with his lady friends. These girl kept fighting over whose turn 

it was to push Hank in his stroller. I did my best to make them

take turns in my less than coherent spanish. 

Hank done with all the attention.

Our group mingling with the students and staff.

Of course, some soccer was played :)

Hank back in the safety of his stroller.

Where'd you go Hank?

Memorial Day 2012.

This memorial day my heart has been particularly turned to my Grandma Meyer who passed away a couple weeks before we left to Costa Rica. Her funeral was the Monday before we left. One of the sweetest thoughts I had was thinking about my Grandma going to the spirit world and not only being reunited with my Grandpa Fred, but being with my little Hughie. Ruby shared the same sentiment when she told me that Grandma would also get to be with her bird, Willie, who also passed away in the  last year.

The services for my Grandma were just beautiful. My dad and his siblings did a wonderful job sharing  stories and memories about my Grandma to help us all remember her great legacy of faith and courage. The day of her funeral really was such a lovely day. It was great spending time with all of my dad's family...especially because we are rarely all together. It was a great way to pay tribute to my sweet Grandma...all of us enjoying each other and being together. I'm sure she was looking down on us with a smile on her face.

Agnes Schmid Meyer 

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1925 ~ 2012
Agnes Schmid Meyer proved you don't have to push a handcart to be a pioneer. She left her homeland to follow her faith and ended up inspiring everyone she met.
Agnes, 86, died April 24, 2012. 
She was born Oct. 5, 1925 in Malix, Switzerland, the oldest of Gaudenz and Mengia (Clagluna) Schmid's three daughters. She was born a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and ardently lived its gospel throughout her life. In fact, just a few days after her 25th birthday, she left Switzerland for Salt Lake City to be closer to the church. To arrive, she had to overcome her fear of water during a week-long ride on the SS America. She also had to learn English quickly on the train ride to Salt Lake City. 
Once in Salt Lake City, Agnes helped work a mighty change of heart in her future husband, Fernando Reinhart Meyer. They were married for nearly 50 years. 
She loved math and wanted to be a teacher, but she put aside her dream to stay home with her family and taught more important lessons than arithmetic. She was always devoted to her children, Scott, Linda (Brown), Joyce (Aramburu), Heidi (Ingham) and Hans, and her legacy of faith and perseverance lives on in them.
She also touched the members of the Holladay 24th and Valley View 8th wards where she magnified all her callings for more than 60 years. She also found ways to connect with her homeland and spread Swiss culture through the Swiss Chorus Edelweis and her many Swiss friends.
She is survived by her five children, her sister Domenika Helg, 15 grandchildren, and six great grandchildren.
She was preceded in death by her parents, husband, her sister Matilda Kanzig, her in-laws Karl and Wanda Meierhoffer and Hans and Elsbeth Meyer, her friend Albert Lutz, and her great grandson Hugh Van Wagenen
Her family would like to especially thank Dr. Hanadi Farrukh for her loving care, and Agnes' friends and family at The Coventry Independent and Assisted Living and Aspen Ridge Transitional Rehabilitation.
Viewing will be Sunday, April 29, 2012 from 5 to 7 p.m. at Memorial Mortuary, 5850 S. 900 E., Murray, UT. The service will be Monday, April 30, from 11 to noon at the Valley View 8th Ward, 4395 S. Albright Drive (2145 East). Friends and family are also invited to a viewing from 10 to 11 a.m. on Monday. Funeral Directors: Holladay-Cottonwood Memorial Mortuary. 
Online condolences may be submitted to www.memorialutah.com

Costa Rica 2012...bit by bit. 

 Hank getting ready for his first airplane ride. 

Our first adventure in Costa Rica was a little hike to a volcano, Parque Nacional Volcan Poas. I must add that it costs $2.50 for the locals and $10 for tourists...go figure. The air was super thick and the fog prevented us from seeing the big volcano crater (at which point we wished we had only paid the 2.50). At least we were able to see the pretty lake behind us in our family pic.

Hank all ready for church our first 

Sunday there. And us in front of the LDS chapel. 

 

One of my favorite parts of the trip was mingling with the Costa Rican LDS members. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is the same everywhere regardless of differences in cultures and geography. So enriching for me to see first hand. We are all God's children. 

Costa Rican Babe.

This  9-month-old little man got to come along with dad and mom on a trip to Costa Rica! Hugh is coaching the BYU Men's Soccer team this season and the team went to Costa Rica for a international soccer trip. We had such a nice time, but this past week has been painful trying to get back into the normal routine of life. Ruby thoroughly enjoyed herself staying home with grandmas, aunts, and cousins....and also  needed to adjust to her parents being home and in charge :).

My little Hank was a dream on the trip. His smile rarely left his cute chubby face. The local Costa Rican's just ate him up. Nothing better than a cute chubby white baby in Central America. He LOVED the beach....the sand, water, and naps in his personal tent. Hank is really such a sweet little guy, with an easy smile.

He is crawling (well, actually army crawling on his arms) like a mad man. He has even tried going up the stairs. Still no teeth in his little mouth and doesn't care too much for food other than momma's milk. He just puts food in his mouth, then spits it back out.

Here's to you little Hank....9 months in, 9 months out!