Monday, Monday

Kean is still in his grouchy goose mode.

He's starting to feel better but his mood really depends upon the minute.

I took him for a ride this morning-- this picture is taken from the street looking up

at our place at 11:23 a.m.  Can you believe the fog?

Poor kid, didn't have much of a view.

 A few weeks ago, we took care of our good friends' (Ron and Elly Moomey) dog while

they went out of town.

To reward us for the extra barking and deposits on our lawn, Elly made a

scrumptious dinner for us tonight.  We also had our other friends, Sheryl and Robert Alderman over.

 I don't know which was better... the brisket or the entertainment...

 but Kean just took it all in (along with lots of ice cream and cobbler).

 On Monday nights, we try to have what is known as Family Home Evening

where we spend time together, have fun and share a little lesson on a gospel-related

principle.  Tonight,, the girls put on the lesson for everyone-- telling

stories from the scriptures that teach us about faith.

They did great, if you could get beyond the giggling.

I don't know about you, but our home always seems abnormally loud.

Who would think such little people could make so much noise!