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Sunday, May 26, 2019

The Randomness Of March

Oh the randomness of March.......

Yes, a whole orange slice will fit in James' mouth. 

This is my handsome man! Rebekah took this photo after she stole my phone. At least I got a good picture out of the deal. 

However, sometimes Rebekah steals my phone in church and takes weird pictures. Those are the Walcotts. Hello Walcotts!

Being home so much means Rebekah has plenty of opportunities to help Aunt Kate in the kitchen. She lives a blessed life. 

Looks like Holly found a sweet spot. 

Having boys means that we have random holes in our walls. 

It also means that people are silly enough to sign their handy work. 

Gabby sometimes likes the kitties too much. 

Comfy there, Ollie?

James got his art put on the wall at school. Isn't he talented?

My cute boy!

Gabby sometimes waits for me to come home. She makes me happy. 

James wanted to experience life as a hermit crab. It didn't stick. 

When Eric and I met Dad halfway to return Pamela in March we visited the Cedar City Temple. It was so fun to be with some of my favorite people!

Isn't it a pretty temple?

Ollie found a warm place to sleep. 

James stepped on a nail which resulted in some organic material being left in the wound. We wound up at the emergency room after the infection set in. 

They gave him some woozy juice so they could clean it out. He was pretty spazzy there for a while. 

David is supposed to be sleeping in his bed. At least he's close I guess. 

There's a peacefully sleeping James under there somewhere. Children are so weird. 

That's why they sit in boxes with their blankets. 

These two are so cute together. It's too bad the black one barks so much otherwise we would have dog bliss. 

My happy girls. Sometimes when I am with Bekah and I do something she doesn't like she asks me where her Kate is. I love that she has so many safe places. 

James sporting this season's style. 

And finally, a pink with pigtails. We are so blessed to have such an amazing March. 

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