One Century

Boo attended our branch today.  It was a little crowded, so he sat by me near the front, and his parents sat near the back.  He was an angel.  No paper.  No pencil.  No amusement necessary.  He just listened.  If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it.  It helps that our sacrament meeting is only 45 minutes.  Afterward, Boo posed with our friend Bea, who was born one hundred years before Boo.  Yes, it's true!

After church, we were invaded by third cousins.  A third cousin is a person who's grandfather is a cousin to your grandmother.

Calvin loved every single one of my toys.

In case any engineer out there thinks this is a triangle in a cube, Felicity is baking a pizza in an oven.  The door, by the way, opens and closes.  Very clever.

Harrison bucked Felicity off, but that was after I took this picture.

The kids had leftover brisket for lunch.  The adults ate after the kids and all we got was...RIBS!

I contributed to this meal and made dessert.  After all these years, I have actually improved on the recipe.

Finishing The List

The egg was smoking hours before sunrise.  I knew that because when one of the smokees came back to bed the lingering smell woke me up.  Brisket.  There's brisket inside.  It turned out to be the best I've ever had.  After 15 years of living in Houston, that is no small praise.

In the meantime, marbles rolled.  Boo jumps when he's excited.  This was great!

Next to sledding, puzzles are my favorite activity.

Dragons are a good way to involve others.

Ribs were next.

When I hear phrases like, "Homer, this is normal," I'm always suspicious.

While the smoke might have been normal, the ribs were far above par.

Boo was quite content to be smack in the middle of things and yet totally doing what he wanted to be doing.

And then our company began to arrive.  I love it when people like my toys!