Sniffles

Maysen has the sniffles. And a cough. And she feels hot. I hope this doesn't last. I hope she feels better by Monday. She is suppose to give a talk in primary on Sunday. She doesn't have very many Sundays left in primary anymore. I know she is anxious to leave, but I hate to see her go. I wish I could stop time right now. I feel my family is at a perfect spot. Except that Preston will never go to bed, but other than that it's perfect.