I saw a lady punched in the face at church on Sunday.
Stake President looked deep into my eyes, into my soul, and told me that, “Everything is going to be okay.” And he is right.
We power raked our grass and it was a TON of work. I’m still feeling it.
Aubryn told me that when she grows up she will be a good mommy. She will do whatever her kids ask. She will buy them what they want and let them do what they want.
Toilet flooded. When it was discovered I asked Brad why he didn’t tell me, “I forgot to tell you because I was in a hurry to practice my piano.”
Got to try out my friend’s nice camera. What a treat!
A young man painted my house number on the curb to earn money for school. Reagan sat outside visiting with him. I went to see the finished product and told the boy he had painted the wrong number. I told him I was kidding and realized I had just done a Michael Scott joke. It was only funny to me.
Kids tried to eat their rice bowls for dinner on the trampoline. Very bad idea.
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