The rolls came out of hibernation about 30 minutes before we were supposed to leave and rose up nicely.
The miracle of ovenspring (that big rise that happens in the oven just before the yeast finally succumbs to the heat) did the rest. We were well over a half an hour late to Mom’s but no one seemed to mind. Warm from the oven, slathered with cream cheese icing, they were a lovely reward for all my worrying.
The rest of these pictures just make me smile. Just in case you think we are one of “those” families for which everything is perfect, think again. I hope I made it clear in my previous post that conference with kids is an ongoing work in progress. The pendulum swings from trying to keep little kids happy to trying to keep teenagers (and husbands) awake. The point is, we try. Here is the real story of the Nusses watching our church’s General Conference Broadcast:
Here are Eric and my dad “pondering.” 
This is Johnathan after working hard to encase his entire hand in silly putty. At least he is awake.
Here is Sam in the final 10 minutes of the last session (there are 4 two-hour sessions). He had been awake the whole time and then finally couldn’t take it anymore.
Here are my neice, Sara and even my mom getting into the hand-encased-in-putty action. This is Crazy Aaron’s Thinking Putty, one of my favorite products ever. It is like silly putty for grown-ups: big blobs in tins that come in brilliant, beautiful colors. I have used it for years to help my kids stay quiet in sacrament meeting, in primary and I am even using it sometimes in seminary for kids having trouble staying awake. It is cool stuff. It helps dissipate kinetic energy so you or your kids can focus. I really do use it to think sometimes, when I’m at the computer and I can’t keep my hands busy knitting.
Evan and his cousin went upstairs and “watched” the broadcast on the internet but from downstairs it sounded more like they were staging a performance of Riverdance or maybe re-enacting some Roman battle. They made a pretty elaborate fort, among other activities. They’ve each been able to come up with a favorite talk when asked, though, so something seeped in.
So, I’m not sure if my family really got that much of substance out of conference, but they have the memories and as the years go by, they will appreciate it more and more, just as I continue to do. I would love to have an Enrichment class about this-everyone could share their ideas and we could make conference books for kids. I think I still have all my templates.
My Red Door Days 