Pajama Sunday

Yes, we woke up on Pajama Sunday (General Conference) to this weather. I must say, however, that I'm sitting in my office looking out the window today, Thursday, and it doesn't even look like the same continent. Green grass that already needs to be mowed and not one trace of snow. You know what they say about Utah. If you don't like the current weather, wait an hour.

These pictures don't coincide, but oh, well. This is my cute little niece, six months old.

Meanwhile back at the ranch (Pajama Sunday). We watched the most wonderful sessions of General Conference. For those reading this who aren't LDS, twice a month we hear from the prophet and apostles and other general authorities. They give us instruction and counsel on how to be better people and prepare for what's ahead. http://www.lds.org/ This General Conference was stupendous. Michael said the Preisthood Session was the best he could ever remember.

We celebrated Marissa's birthday (23) afterwards. It's pretty ridiculous that I didn't get a picture of the birthday girl. Oh, brother. Sorry, Riss.

Here is the gourmet chef at work. I wonder if Adidas would be willing to pay us for all the advertising they get on my blog.

Another Adidas commercial.

Zack made a snowman. (He grew up in Arizona. What can I say?)

Here are my children singing a little dittie around the piano. Put on your earplugs.