So sad.

We had to say good-bye to another favorite missionary tonight.  Elder Abbott (holding Joey) is being transferred tomorrow.

This one especially stung because Adam's baseball league changed the play-off schedule at the last minute, so I had to leave to take him to his game before the missionaries even got here.  Brad, Jess, and Pep were all there to give him his send-off, but I didn't get to say good-bye.  

At least Adam won his game.  If they had lost, I'd be really grumpy.

This is my favorite TV two weeks of the year.

 Dancing with the Stars has not ended yet, and So You Think You Can Dance is just beginning.

It's a magical, magical time.

 *sigh*

I love Mother's Day.  I love bouquets of flowers, breakfast in bed, homemade cards, Sunday dinner cooked Not By Me, and the overall unspoken rule that everyone has to be nice to each other so we don't ruin Mom's Mother's Day.

Today was full of perfect moments.  I captured this one with my camera:

 This happened while I was inside Doing Whatever I Wanted.  Jess was picking flowers to put on the table--set with a tablecloth--for my Mother's Day dinner and Brad was grilling steaks for said dinner.

Perfect.

WARNING: If feet gross you out, DO NOT continue (Cousin Michelle, this means you).

Today was a sports watching marathon.  Adam had a baseball game, Luke had a T-ball game, then Pepper had a soccer game.  All one right after the other.  Like back-to-back, have to take two cars so one parent can leave one game slightly early with the appropriate child to make the next one, back-to-back.

After spending eight hours in the sun, the silhouette of my chosen footwear is now branded permanently onto my feet.

Good thing I like these sandals--I'm going to have to wear them all summer now.

We saw it.  We loved it.

I hope Robert Downey Jr. will always stay clean.  It would be a crime to rob the world of his awesomeness again.

Happy Mother's Day to meeeeeeeeeeee!

When these got delivered today, they literally took my breath away.  Brad Bitner, you have truly out-done yourself!

Does anybody else do this?

 You know, pass the table at Walmart that has piles of $5 t-shirts, stop to see if they're cute, and end up with a whole mess of them in your cart because you can't decide which color you like best?

Yeah, me too.