This is a picture of my kid's knees.
Moving right along.
I was in Utah for...like...ever. Before we left for Utah I thought, I don't have anything to hurry back for, and Brian is all busy-like in the bishopric now, so heck sakes, says I, why don't I just stay an extra week?
that as I walked along and gazed at those mountains of home, I said, "Fetch yo's. I'm stayin' an extra, extra week!"
And there was much rejoicing in the land.
Well, by me, at least.
Lydia and I flew home a week or so ago. Here we are at the airport even.
But I'm still catching up from all the trippin' I did on my trip.
So here's another picture of my kid's knees. With her face attached. That's pretty much all there is these days. Knees and a fat, grinning, giggling, face.
And whoa, Nelly, do I love those knees and that face. A bushel and a peck and a barrel and a heap.