maybe I'm still sleep-deprived.
Or high on s'mores! (s'mores! I love s'mores!) (also red vines.)
girls camp was awesome. more on that later. maybe. if I feel like it. here's a picture of one of the girls:
i like it.
Tonight was a ward party. I wasn't going to go, because Chris was still at work and William hadn't napped and Ivy was decidedly crabby (enough with the teething, little girl!), but at the last minute my desire to not cook outweighed my desire to shun company, so we went.
(You know, I'm starting to feel bad for Chris. I've been attending more events like this lately, and I think it's beginning to make him look bad. People assume he's some kind of delinquent husband. "There goes poor Elizabeth," they say, "all alone with her three kids. I wonder why her jerk of a husband never helps? ")
(wait, where was I going with that? I can't remember. In case you were concerned, Chris is not a delinquent.)
(also, he brings me home Cheesecake! I love that guy.)
Anyway. Here's a picture of our skit at Girls Camp. I told the Bishop tonight I was going to put it up. I didn't want to lie. I didn't want everyone to think I am a liar. also, I figured it was time to post something. so behold: the whole stupid reason for this whole stupid post:
good times.
5 comments:
what's your calling? camp director? I think you are doing an amazing job even with a non-delinquent husband!
I dunno. I think I would milk the 'poor Liz with three kids'...
Be safe in IA.
thanks for the 'stupid' post...I loved it! and I love that you don't have a stupid husband. and I also love smors...and red vines. and that picture of one of my favorite young women too.
love you
Oh! I miss girls camp! Well... at least in hindsight I miss girls camp... :) Looks like you had a good time.
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