Spring Fun

Every morning about ten, LaBoeuf wanders into my bedroom for a little sunshine.  One morning I was slow on the drapes and this is what I saw.

Nothing comes between him and his Vitamin D.

 The Sheltons came to town to see John receive the priesthood and we all got to have dinner together. 

I told Kiki to clean up her room and she replied, "I only clean my room on Saturdays."

At least her attitude regarding obedience doesn't extend to school.  She was picked to be the "Kindergartner of the Week."  She didn't even mention to us- my friend Steph mentioned how much fun it was to see Kiki on the big TV and my reply was, "For what?"

He thinks he belongs right here during piano lessons.
I joke that he only bites if you make a mistake.

 Spring has been toying with our emotions.  One day it's warm enough for a trip to the animal farm, and the next day it's snowing.

Look at my handsome running partner.  If I run without him, I have to hide my clothes in the garage and get dressed out there so his feelings aren't hurt.

 Kate's arm healed well enough that at the 3 week mark her cast was taken off and replaced with a splint and bandages so she could start to move it.

The first move she made was to scratch all the dead skin off of her arm.

 BAT.

 

My kindergartner (of the week) can make a Venn diagram.

I was very impressed.

Also, if you just googled "Venn Diagram" you are not alone.

 

I've been having fun on Instagram.  I like to give my pictures names.

"Childbirth"

"Rockette"

 Bruce had some co-workers from the Philippines in the States working.  We had them down to dinner.  It was so much fun to see them again and to be reminded that I am a giant.

 

Most of the time I think Charlie is all Shelton, but every now and again a little bit of Barratt peeks out.

 

Braid girls.  This only reinforced my children's opinion that I am the worst mother ever because I do not know how to French braid.  Add it to the list, ladies.