November Narration

Deacon 'helping' me pack for AZ







I thought November had just begun,
And now I see the month is done.
Time for an update, from the Hunt House;
Sit back & read---don't touch that mouse :)

Two nights a week, hubby works a grave.
Alone at the hospital, he better behave.
He's done with his classes until '08,
That sums up the month for Nate.

Aubrey flew to AZ for over a week,
To see Elder Gavin return home & speak.
His airplane came in, close to midnight,
We all surprised him at the end of his flight.

Deacon also flew (for the very first time),
He was so good, he gets his own rhyme.
He had some teeth finally poke through,
The bottom front, not one—but two!

Nate couldn't fly home, what bad luck.
For his Thanksgiving meal, he ate a duck!
November is over, and December is here,
Another poem waits at the end of this year.

Elder 'Gavination'