
Luke came downstairs this morning wearing his church pants. I told him that maybe he should find something else to wear because those were his church pants.
It went down like this:
Luke: but mom these are my visiting teaching pants.
Me: what?
Luke: these are my visiting teaching pants and I wear them every month!
Me: you need to go put on jeans.
Luke: no! And where are my visiting teaching socks?
I darn near wet my pants! He is so funny. I am glad that he wants to look his best when we go out making our visits. At least he is trying to make people think we have it together.


















I had a work meeting to go to, so Chad came home on his lunch break to watch the kids. I guess Luke thought he could pull a fast one on Chad. Instead of asking for some pie he thought he would just sneak some and nobody would know. Um, I think you got caught red handed Luke. I am so happy that Chad got photos of this! 
Just after the longest climb of the day. He acted like it was no big deal that he had just climbed for almost 100 miles.






