Sunday

I really enjoyed Relief Society today. I really liked this excerpt from The Teachings of Presidents of the Church-George Albert Smith

"Let us not be lulled to sleep, let us not be deceived by the abundance of good things of this world; for what doth it profit a man though he should gain the whole world and lose his own soul? Let not the object of our creation be overlooked; but let us labor for the salvation of our souls."



And...


I think this girl was very pretty today.

This man. This little man.

He isn't this little anymore. And he thinks bedtime, is sing and yell at the top of your lungs time. Poor Kate. I don't know how she gets any sleep.

He sits up and bounces and talks and yells and takes off his socks and throws his binky around. He snuggles his blankies and screams into his blankies.

If you have heard Ryker's high pitched voice, you may be surprised to know that Sawyer may be louder than him.

He could possibly shatter glass...

His voice just lowered an octave. He's wearing down. And Russ just walked in with an ice cold Coca~Cola for me.

Ahh.

I think I'll go see if I can get myself a back tickle while he watches soccer.