Levi on the phone with his Dad. Truck-driving Pops is on the road, hopefully he comes our way soon.
My camera hogs hamming it up.
Jumping off the furniture. This is not allowed. Doesn’t seem to stop them.
We woke up Sunday morning with every intention of going to church. Half of the family couldn’t find sock or pants and since I wasn’t interested in going to the Lord’s house with a bunch of barefoot kids in their undies we opted to stay home. I plan to be better prepared this coming Sunday.