Class is dismissed...

Last day of classes for Tim. Now the grueling task of studying for finals begins. Glad it isn't me, wait...it kind of is.

In other news...

Ethan was invited to a birthday party for his friend Elissa. When I RSVP'd to her mom she asked if he was OK being the only boy. She said that Elissa insisted on inviting him because he is one of her "favorite people ever". I assured her that Ethan was OK with it. Between that and the fact that since the football was confiscated from the playground he spends his recesses with a bunch of girls I think that we are in big trouble. But, he has promised me that he won't kiss anyone until after his mission. He said he still wants to go on dates but he won't kiss anyone. I should probably get this in writing with his signature. Maybe Tim can draw up a legal and binding contract...Hmmm.

Zach spent most of conference drawing some great pictures. Here they are--please take note of the organ player. Zach said that the organist is short like Yoda so he has to reach WAY UP to reach the keyboard. And if you look closely at the choir--there are girls on one side and boys on the other.

Wyatt has started playing a Blue's Clues ABC computer game--my grand effort at pre-school this year. He was playing it one afternoon and Zach tried to take over. His response "You can't, I am trying to learn my letters".

Mallory still isn't crawling. She has been getting up on her hands and knees and rocking since February. She gets around pretty good by rocking herself until she falls forward and then getting up again. Of course, her favorite place to be is in my arms and she makes sure I know it when I try to put her down. Maybe if she played on the floor for more than 10 or 20 minutes a day she might start. Then again, maybe life is much better this way for now.