Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Beren Asserts His Independence

All I want is a picture of my little boy practicing his talk for primary . . . smiling. Is that too much to ask?

It's my birfday!

What can I say? Twenty-five never felt so good!

Happy Valentines(ish) Day!

So if you read "Brallierfest" (and you really should)you already know about this, but for those of you who secretly resent Becki for her lightning-quick posting ability (her kids probably went hungry just so she could get hers up first) here is my more leisurely post about the same event. On February 16th we went to a stake dance together. We ate, we danced, we irritated older couples by taking tons of pictures and hiding in the decorative bushes and we played Balderdash in the gameroom (the reason Eric consented to go). They had a cool floor show with "Lion Dancers" (see pic) who shredded some lettuce from the Stake President's hand. We did not eat this symbolic salad, but a good time was had by all.

I like to call this one: "Jolly Bralliers" OR "Handsome and the Hottie" OR "We're so happy to be friends with the Mowrers we can't stop grinning like maniacs"