The things of summer

Pro: Nice weather.

Con: 105 degree weather.

Pro: Long days.

Con: Long days.

Pro: Pool passes.

Con: Sunburns.

Pro: Sleeping in.

Pro: Staying up late.

Pro: Naps.

Con: All that sleep makes you act like a potato.

Pro: Watching TV all day. 

Con: The previous mentioned potato.

Pro: No need to get ready. 

Con: Sometimes it's nice to get ready.

Pro: 3 whole months.

Con: Only 3 months. 

Pro: Plenty of time to hang out with friends.

Con: The 4 hours that you just wasted on the internet. 

Hannah, the goddess of awkward faces:

I love editing the blackmail. 

The crop of good stuff is finding its way here.

What my mom and dad bring back from Hawaii...

So we can have a family picture. 

Holler if your parents are as hipster as mine.

My head is an animal

 I guess I just wanted an excuse to post funny pictures of animals. But apparently they explain my life:

Me when someone cute walks by:

When someone tries to wake me up in the morning:

My face when I crack a joke:

When someone calls me cute:

When they bring snacks in Sunday School:

When I blow-dry my hair:

When someone tries to take a picture of me:

My mom when she wants me to help in the garden:

When someone texts me:

When I found out we were going to Disneyland:

When someone tries to crack a "ginger" joke around me:

Blogs who write 300 words per post:

 Me trying to eat spaghetti:

When there's a new boy in the ward, my friends and I's age:

Double Feature

This entire weekend has had something to do with my dad. 

Yesterday was his Birthday and today is Father's Day.

I guess you'll just have to hear me go on about him one more time.

My dad keeps us from falling apart. 

He has set the example of respect for his priesthood and for my mom.

I am so grateful for this wonderful guy.

With all this talk of fathers I can't help but want to thank my Father in Heaven as well. 

Truly, nobody could ask for better. 

Happy Birthday

My dad is so cool he goes diving in Hawaii on his birthday.

I'm yours and that's it. Whatever.

I have blogging constipation.
I'm determined to make a post.
Lately I watch Master Chef.
I make myself dinner midnight snacks.
That's all I can squeeze out for now. 

How far away?

Ten days.

Two parents.

2,994 miles away from their children.

Happy Anniversary guys.

How do we not fade away?

I decided that this summer I will search out adventures.

So far so good.

P.S. photo credit to Miss Brooklyn