We are in the process of taking back the house from the boxes. Evil, evil boxes. We have successfully rescued two rooms: our bedroom and Mike's office. We didn't know Mike's office was going to be his office until we moved the boxes out. We were planning on expanding the kitchen and getting rid of this room, but that will have to wait for quite awhile. So, for now it is Mike's office and he really likes it. Maybe it is because it is so clean! Mike is on-call this week. He started today. I'm actually looking forward to it. Last time was so hard because we were living up at Mike's parent's house; but their Internet connection wasn't always reliable, so Mike spent most of his time here. That meant we didn't get to see him much all weekend. This time it will be a different story and I'm excited!
A family in our ward invited us to dinner. Preston asked where we were going, I told him, "We are going to the Crockett's house." Preston said, "The prophet's house?" Haha! No Preston, we are not going to the prophet's house. Preston kept saying, "I thought you said we were going to the prophet's house" in the car. I love that little boy!
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