I'm now married to Jane Lynch

So, I'm now married to a really hot version of Lisa Simpson

The Party Monster

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Meet Madisyn Pond. She is the our niece. We babysit other people's kids from time to time. But, this time it wasn't like we were babysitting. It was more like a crazy friend who likes to party hung out with us for the weekend. We went out to eat, then we went bowling, where there happen to be a dance off, which we won, of course, because Mady was rolling around on the ground and Miguel did the moonwalk. I mostly just shook it like a Polaroid picture. Mady was a favorite of the bowlers in our neighboring lanes because she would yell and scream whether she hit the pins or not and slide half way down the lane before dropping the ball. Quite amusing, indeed. Then we played video games and Mady got enough tickets to buy one of those toys that grows in water. We got it home and nothing happened but the next morning it had grown like 3 times the size to much of our delight. It was about the same size as a sleeping dragon fly I found.

These were the only bugs at our place. Despite what our nephew Carter might tell you about the sanitation of our place (no dead mice and spiders). Mady also exhibited a few dances she made up.

Then Mady was like "I know where there's a party". Turned out to be a birthday party for Carter, in Sandy at Bouncin Off the Walls. No problem. We drove and it was a little far away, so Miguel and I told Mady she could sleep if she wanted and she said "I don't sleep on the way if the place we're going I can bounce at." I follow that rule now.

So this is Summer

Hi. Lately, its been Summer. I think its Summer. Still cold at night. No Summer at night yet. We can still get Summer sometimes during the day. Depends on the reception of the sun. I am a great adapter for warmer temperatures. Because I hate winter.

Michelle is making a cake. Or perhaps caking a make. Any takers? You cakers. I hate when the Lakers beat the Jazz. I think Michelle will have me beat the eggs.

Taught the Elders today. They were all drawing and coloring cards for Mother's day, while I was teaching. I'm used to it from our last ward, teaching nursery.

Michelle just fired me from helping to make the cake. She asked me to break the eggs and I was going to smash and break but she took my look and forsook me from having to cook.

I drew her a kitty on a card, but the cat wasn't that pretty, it was hard. It said "Rawr" and "Meow" and I then I gave it, to her "Wow".

Mother's day is a way, of showing a display, of being grown, out of kid's play, an adult now shown.

My mom has hair like that of the Red Sea, if it lived up to it's name and had red for people to see.

She's a good mom. So is the lady married to Tom.