Rearranging our furniture is kinda like finding buried treasure at the landfill. 

In Vegas. 

Yes. That's blood on Bostons face and in his hair. It's part of the butchering that takes place in preparation for Thanksgiving. 

Bless you, Season. 

Scriptorians

Grandma called tonight to remind us that we needed to send her a photo of Tyton that she could put on the Baptismal Blanket that she's making for Tyton. We figured the photo should be spiritual or religious in nature. Since we don't have white baptismal clothes, we thought a photo of Tyton pouring over the Book of Mormon would be good photo to send.

Tyton wasn't excited at all about posing for a picture. So to make him feel better, Betsy and I decided to show him what we expected him to do. Then Season and Boston wouldn't shut their faces until we took some photos of them, as well.

So here's the best of the best for your viewing pleasure: