In the good old summertime

Every friday I intend to write a memory from my childhood. This memory is about playing in the woods. We were free as the birds in the summer time we spent many hours out doors playing or catching snakes , climbing trees riding bikes or watching t.v. inside in the cool basement when we needed a break. It was a fabulous childhood. Kids now a days don't have the same freedom.It is shame that my kids can't play in the woods like I did.

uttered from the mouth of kids

Last sunday Hunter was on a roll, Justin reminded Hunter that it was the day the primary was going to sing in sacrament meetin, his reply was well I need to look good and then told about five times that he need to to look good. so funny

Then later that day Justin had to go Home Teaching and told the kids that he had to go to a meeting and after he returned Hunter asked him if it was a ward split meeting. These kids must have been in a new ward or two. hehehe .

We are headed to the doctor because of this rash I can't figure out what it is. so we shall see.