So Behind It's Not Even Funny

I have so many pictures to post I don't know where to start. Maybe that's why I haven't posted in weeks. Too far behind to get ahead.

Here's an attempt:

Tucker had a piano recital a few weeks ago. He did a great job. We had been to the beach all that day so he looks like a red beet from the neck up.

Sorry about the picture quality. Brady's only flaw is that he takes fuzzy pictures.

Tucker and Sister Little, his teacher.

Tucker and Adam, one of his best friends.

We were at the beach a few weeks ago with the Riedhead family (a mission companion of Brady's who live in Tucson, AZ). This little sand crab kept us entertained for a while. Isn't he freaky looking?

Here he is trying to burying himself in the sand. If you look close you can see those little beady black eyes still.

The cookies are so delicious I've got to share the recipe. If they stay fluffy for me at 350 ft. above sea level, imagine what they'll do for those of you at 5,600 feet above sea level!

The Gramanda Cookie

(named for newlyweds Grant and Amanda who concocted the recipe and gave these out at their reception)

Cream together:

1 c. sugar

2/3 c. brown sugar

1 c. butter

2 eggs

1 t. vanilla

1 c. peanut butter

Then add:

1 c. flour

1 c. rolled oats

2 t. baking soda

1/2 t. salt

1/4 t. cinnamon (the secret ingredient)

1 package chocolate chips

Bake at 350 for 10-12 minutes. Easy as pie...or cookies.

We had a death in the family. It was the trampoline. After about 9 or so years, it gave up the ghost. The cause of death was RUST. Good old Florida humidity. It just ate the steel bars that held the thing up and when three little boys were jumping on it, one side caved in. Brady disassembled it rather matter-of-factly, but I was a little emotional about letting it go. It's been a good friend - gave us a few sleepless nights trying to have a little outing on it, lots of FHE's jumping together, countless hours with a sprinkler under it in the summer, the hub of the neighborhood. Good bye old friend.

A few weeks ago we saw this limo outside our next door neighborhor's house. The kids in the neighborhood were going crazy oogling over it. Spencer was hiding behind the neighbor's tree trying to take a picture of it, hoping Mr. Chauffer didn't see him. Brady went out and asked if everyone could look inside. That was a treat. Imagine if they'd been able to take a ride around the block in it!!!

Spencer's shot at the inside