Of bread, funerals, and pants
I suppose we can boil the past week down into three highlights:
- We made bread. Neither of us had ever done it, and we figured it would be a flop, but the yeast gods were smiling down upon us and it turned out picture perfect. Probably'll never happen again.
- I got tickets from work to go to LDS church president Gordon B. Hinckley's funeral. It was very well planned and a nice tribute to a great man. It's been said a million times before, I'm sure, but he really was "our" prophet.
- Addison reached one of those I'll-remember-this-day-forever milestones today. That's right: he wore pants. And they came up to his ears. Undeniably, a stud muffin in the making.
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