Ezra and Travis had fun on Halloween. Even if Travis doesn't look like he's having fun, I promise he is. Travis didn't even care about trick or treating, he just wanted to run around the neighborhood with a kit kat in one hand and a little bottle of bubbles in the other. At every door, Ezra said, "Travis doesn't have a bucket, you can put his candy in mine." The kid's a con artist.
Yesterday we went to Moab and played on the sand dune. Ezra, Leslie and I jumped.
Travis wasn't interested
We also came home from Moab with a new addition to our family. In case anyone didn't know, we have been waiting for our third baby. Well, after months of waiting, we finally have...
a car big enough to fit the whole family when the baby finally comes!
That's right, we bought a suburban. It's a Mormon Assault Vehicle (MAV for short), and I can't wait to fill it to the gills.
