Bowling

I just remembered how to kick everyones trash in the sport of bowling. Gretchen and I are going to buy matching bowling shoes, mine are the pink ones. When things get "cosmic", the flames glow in the dark/blacklight. I don't think I will ever stay up that late, again, though.

Utah Conference Trip

If you are planning on going to General Conference, make sure the person who gets you tickets really, really likes you, or else they might Indian give your tickets. But if your tickets happen to find their way back into that Indian's hands, you can always eat pitas at a relatives house.

Liv entertained us with some wicked sweet dance moves

Miranda and what's his face entertained.... themselves. Note: This was totally pre-marriage. I wanted to take a picture of them and then Trevor said, "Wait, take a picture of us in our natural state, so you will remember us better!", and then started resuscitating Miranda, who must have stopped breathing.

People always ask me if I get upset that my Fiance is so vain just because she was a hand model for Vogue.

Gage and Sir Dylan after "The Accident" This picture was taken while Sir Dylan consoled his injured offspring after Trevor dropped Gage on his head. 5 minutes prior to this picture the conversation went like this:

(Scene 1) Sir Dylan, Leah, Miranda, Elden, Gretchen and Liv watch as Trevor holds Gage by his feet and then proceeds to flip him right-side-up and catch him by his armpits.

Trevor: Let's see if I can make him flip one full rotation!

Leah and Sir Dylan look at each other with a nervous smile, but say nothing as Trevor preps for the stunt. Trevor winds up and releases, catching Gage only by 3 toes! Amazing! After that they simmer down and just do some boring piggy back stuff and everyone loses interest. Then there is a thud and Gage starts crying. Very anticlimactic, but, hey, that's what happened!

I think this was post pita, pre banana bread. That baby doesn't look big enough to stop you from coming to my wedding, punk.

My sweet Fiance Gretchen and I. My sweet Fiance is so kind, she will not be mad at me because I put a picture of us up on the internet that she told me specifically not to put on the internet. If you look closely though, it is not a picture of us, we aren't even in focus. It is actually a picture of the wall and a calendar.

The pitas that we had were actually very good. The only bad part was that everyone wished that Liv, Gage, Trevor and Miranda would have asked for macaroni and cheese so we could have had more pitas.

Fleeting memories

The other day at dinner, Mikey informed us that he couldn't remember his childhood. I guess chillin' with the fellas can make you grow up a little too fast.

For giggles (and Gretchen)

This is when I grew my beard out earlier this year. I was going to let it grow again this Christmas season so that I could prove to Garlic Boy that I am more of a man than he is. I decided to forego the beard for the sake of my poor mother, who wouldn't have allowed me to be in any family pictures if I did grow a beard. Gretchen says she thinks men rarely look good with beards. I dunno? Do you think she will change her mind after she sees these lumberjack pictures, my dear family?

My Mama