
Three shots! and 24 lbs.
(mostly in his belly and cheeks)
Britton's 15 month check went well.

Here he is a few hours later with his signature CHEESY SMILE!
Saturday morning Elizabeth performed a solo at a choral recital.
"Soldier, Soldier, Will You Marry Me?"
Here she is right before her performance. Cool as a Cucumber. I don't get it, she's amazing. She was critiqued by a lovely lady, Mrs. McFadden, who offered advice on how to use more expression and dynamics in her singing.

Saturday evening, Brent and I went shopping. (Not one to ever be left out of a shopping excursion, Elizabeth tagged along.) Brent loves to go shopping with me, and I love him coming. Here's a snippit of a conversation we had.
Me coming out of the dressing room trying on clothes to find the "wedding outfit" I say,
"It's nice and I really like it, but it's not right for the wedding."
Brent: "Well, it looks so nice on you, you ought to get it anyway."
SCORE NUMBER ONE
Next outfit choice Brent goes, "That looks really cute too."
Me: "I like it, but it's not weddingy"
Brent: "But it's such a great deal and it looks nice, just get that too."
SCORE NUMBER TWO
This is why Brent and I have FANTASTIC shopping trips!
Just for kicks I decide to try on a hat or two. I don't mind telling you that I am totally willing to eat my words. I FELT LIKE A MILLION BUCKS TRYING ON THESE HATS!! With the right outfit maybe I could pull it off?
This dark gray wool hat with a black satin ribbon was really quite nice and probably appropriate for the occasion. I couldn't do it though.
What's your favorite way to shop? Husband? Alone? With or without kids? Not at all?










