The Week After My Birthday

What a cutie!

In my last post, I forgot to mention that while we were in Utah I had a birthday! I am now 27 years-old. On my birthday Allen and I watched Lizzi play soccer with Jeremy and Derek, had Jamba juice, watched Hunger games (Allen and I on a date, without Caleb!), ate In and Out, played tennis, watched an RSL soccer game and ate Dominos. It was a great day AND the next day on the way home, my birthday was made complete by getting a caramel apple from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory.

Now, onto April 30-May 6:
I didn't write down much for this week and hardly took any pictures and every week blurs together, so... this week was mostly made up of Allen, Caleb and I all getting sick. Caleb developed an old man cough that woke him up at night. Allen's test was coming up so he was studying a lot. The three other things I wrote down were: I played basketball again and Caleb cried almost the entire time, I made peas for Caleb and they were good, and  there is a bird by our house that attacks squirrels.

Friday night was fun because we went to watch a dance recital. It was so cute! We went to support one of the 8 year-old girls in our Primary class at church. She had her dances down pat and did great. The little preschoolers were hilarious: didn't know the dance, just waved to their parents the whole time they were onstage, fell down, etc. Saturday and Sunday were Stake Conference...

He likes to crawl up me when I don't pick him up.