That turned into text messages, "Hey, let's meet for lunch."
That turned into Ammon and Melanee and kids joining us.
That turned into Jennifer and Melanee and all the kids coming over to our house while Enoch and Ammon worked on a project.
That turned into my parents stopping by on their way home from visiting Tabor and Katie.
We were all sitting around my family room, visiting and the boys would troop through all toting toy guns, intent on some game. The little girls came in and out, charming us and I thought, these are pretty swell dominoes.
Sunday added another domino. We had an early church meeting so in the afternoon we took Clarissa with us and headed to Salt Lake City. Clarissa is a delight. She brings an effervescent cheer to everything. Marianne's loss is certainly our gain with that one.
We went to an organ recital in the tabernacle. Wow. Later Braeden said he imagined that's what it would be like to hear the voice of God. Beautiful and powerful and a little terrifying.
this is me pretending like I have two daughters |
The hundreds of selfies he takes on my phone (and every other phone he ever gets access to) beg to differ. They were chatting and I said, "Look natural."
Goofy kids.
I love them.
2 comments:
So nice to have you in the neighborhood (sort of). I mean you are sort of in the neighborhood. Not that it is sort of nice. Because it is reeealy nice!
I've always liked dominoes myself.
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