Mr. Clean

Logan is getting paid by the hour to vacume and mop our downstairs.....we may need to renegotiate his wage....

Tender Mercies

That phrase may be used as a bit of a clique these days, but tender mercies are exactly what we were blessed with on our trip to Utah. We flew out on a Wednesday, went to the funeral Thursday and saw family and flew back Friday morning. Both trips had two legs and a layover of over 3 hours each in the airport, but we were truly blessed and all went better than I could have expected!

Here's most of the Butler Clan.

Poor kid didn't get much sleep, so he's catching a few ZZZZ's during transit.

I love these Halloween PJs.

My brother, Sam, got his mission call the day we were all there in Utah and opened it with a whole lot of his posterity there. He was called to the Toulouse, France mission. We love you, SAM!