Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Ever since Danielle was tiny we have always had to stop and get a pretzel when we go to the mall. I never get myself one, I just nibble a little off everyone's, then it doesnt look like I was a pig. The kids were off track and needed to get out of the house. I don't even remember if we bought anything this day, that's what I get for being pregnant.

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visiting President Hinckley's grave