on NOT being flds polygamists

it was hot.

real hot.

excuse my improper use of adverbs.

just know it was on purpose. sorry dad;-)

the schwan's man came by (aka shawn ray)

we had to buy some pops

the pork loin was in true form.

he ate the entire thing.

the pediatrician assures me

i am not to worry about his "pork loin-ness"

so the sprinklers came on

and we

got

wet

and it was all down hill from there. or uphill.

whichever your perspective is.

my phone has become my camera.

thank goodness it's snazzy.

kind of like the park in our backyard.

no really, it's a park.

at least that's what people call it.

well, it used to be called the compound, but then people started thinking we were flds polygamists.

so now we call it a park.

and no, we're not flds polygamists.

we're just crazy people that live by our family.

lots of people in our family.

cousins, mothers, grandmothers.

this isn't making a good case for my title is it?

i'll explain later...