Summer Joy Boys

 

It’s the life.
Guess who came knocking at our door!  He opened and closed, opened and closed an undisclosed number of times while he was here.  The “Door Game” – so fun.
    
Had Caesar's pizza with the Pizza Buddies. . .
 
A favorite discovery for Casen this visit was Jay’s popcorn popper.  I’d hear him turning and turning the handle, making a great whispery sound.  One day, however, I heard it clank and rattle and came to see that he had taken the recipe up a few notches by adding “pipe” and "farm people” to the mix.
  

Our cowgirl came to reclaim her boy property and spent some fun time with us too.




 

Time to go home.

Sleeping Beauty

Amber and Bryce have this little beauty sleeping at their house now. 


Bright-eyed for a moment.


A girl must have her accessories no matter her age.

Scandinavian Festival

Cold and windy was the order of the day.

    
Lot’s of hand waving going on.  I think the Miss Manti gals were so dang cute.
Missy and Annie are cute even when they’re cold.
 

You can visit my new American Mom blog.  I just published my first post and it’s going to be all about  US history and government and politics and things we think are cool to learn about being American.

Hi Mom!

Hi Mom!  I’m just hanging out here at Grma’s and Grpa’s with them and the Uncs, driving my own car, whining and dining as I please.


      
   

“You see Officer, it was like this . . . “

Joyful Noise

I wish this were an audio/visual post tonight.  Singing and playing for Brother Thomas is one of those rare, wish-everyone-could-have experiences.  And when the selection is “Come Thou Fount” arranged by the Mac Willburg, THEN the ingredients are there for an out of this world joyful noise.  I love this man for his tenacity, passion, faith, kindness and amazing ability to be an instrument for inviting (mmmm, maybe requiring) the Spirit to race deep into everyone’s heart through music.  Thank you.  Thank you.  (I got to play flute with Becky and McKenzie.)

 
You couldn’t tell by body language, but after he warms the choir up he doesn’t make a sound while directing.  Everyone knows, however, exactly how he wants THEM to sing just by watching the many faces of Brother Thomas:
         
And there’s Pam in some of these shots – sitting quietly behind him, supporting and loving her Mr. Thomas always.

Wish you could hear them.