Vacation.

Things are trotting right along here on The Farm.

Even though it's vacation time.

And even though I'm not leaving the state until Fallish....I am definitely on Vacation.

I will explain:

Things I am on Vacation from:

Apparently, this Blog

(even though I will be irritated later that I documented NOTHING lately)

Cooking

(I serve my family home-cooked meals 5 days a week, year round, no matter what)

(hence the vacation)

(the kids are loving take-out, I am loving buying them take-out)

3 and 4

(not really by choice...but when Grandma and Grandpa offer to take

you to Provo to see them off on their mission to Alaska, and that means

you get to see 2 and The Fiance...you totally go!)

Grandpa and Grandma

(Hughes' parents)

(Just retired from being Bishop, The Principal, and The Teacher, respectively)

(They left for their mission to Anchorage, Alaska!)
(After a brief stop at the PROVO MTC)

(So Cool!)

(It's only a 12 month mission or we would be crying huge tears of Anguish.)

(we still cried a little.)

Dressing The Triplets

(Don't believe me?  Drive by anytime and check them out.)

(They do wear diapers.)

(Boys poop.)

Things I am not on Vacation from:

Planning the BEST WEDDING EVER!
(with the bride in another state, no less)
(I need an assistant)

Laundry

(People.  I have ten kids.)

(Eight live here, and for the most part, they all wear clothes)

Animals

(We have a lot)

(Plus, I volunteered 3 and 4 to watch the neighbors animals and 

then promptly sent them off with Grandma and Grandpa)

(Seriously, I'm not that bright.)

Wimbledon

(YAY!!!!)

Dear Hughes:

If you are really nice to me,

I will think about cooking dinner.

In two weeks.

Thank you and you are welcome.

xoxo,

M