Last Friday we had a nice day. It was in the 60s. We also had a bunch of leaves. I told Dylan that we would make piles and he could play in them. So, we made a pile and he would play in it while I cleaned up the rest of the lawn. He had so much fun.
The day before, we picked up Blake up a little early from school to go to their dentist appointment. They both had no cavities, but Blake hated getting his x-rays. We learned that Blake had 2 teeth that were wiggly. So then his dentist and I discussed how he has a small mouth and that depending on how big his adult teeth are that he will probably have to get some pulled. We had had the conversation before about his mouth and needing braces, but the day is getting closer for him to need some work done. The poor kid got my small mouth and I had to get several teeth pulled. I feel bad for him. Hopefully it won't end up being as bad as mine. (But don't tell Blake that he has to have teeth pulled...I haven't told my worry all the time kid about this....we will have that conversation when we need to.)
Later that day we wanted to enjoy being outside some more so we picked up Beckett since his baby brother was taking a nap and couldn't join us and went to the park. These 2 are such good friends that they are starting to act like brothers--for the good and the bad...they are best buddies and then they get on one another's nerves.
Later that night we went over to some friends' house in the ward. The Brock's invited us over for pie our first Thanksgiving in Texas and it has been a tradition with them ever since. This past Thanksgiving they were in Utah because their son got married. So...we everyone's schedules finally aligned and we had pie. His co-worker gave him a King's cake that came from Louisiana so it was legit. Aaron and the boys had never had one before, so it was fun to try something new. It was very tasty...and no one ate the baby, but it was found.
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