our shenanigans

the coke factory where we had root beer floats...what?

this is jack's soccer uniform that uncle brad brought back from suriname. he's pretty proud of it...slept in it, wore it the next day, asked to wear it the next day but it was "dirty".
sara and the twins came to stay with us while my parents and julie went to pick up brad from his mission. we had a great time, tried to squeeze in lots of fun stuff. but the best part was when brad flew into the vegas airport and stayed the night before driving back home. did i get a picture of him before he left, you ask? no. why would i do a silly thing like that?