We had such a wonderful two days of conference. We were blessed to hear the Prophet of the Lord speak four times and noticed he is beginning to age but non the less full of wisdom. Petey and Grandpa Larry built me deck #1. Elder and Sister will be SO happy about that. Hopefully they will finish deck #2 before the bad weather hits this weekend. (I will post pictures soon mom and dad)
After conference was over I decided I had earned a bubble bath, which are rare, and then the screaming began. Not normal screaming, the "I'm Hurt" screaming. Millie had fallen backwards (how many times do we ask our kids not to lean back on chairs) and hit her head on the book shelves. Head injuries produce a lot of blood as I soon discovered. Blood on cotton white hair isn't so pleasant looking. So, one hour and six staples later, with a pink popsicle and a lot of hugs we took her home. She decided she would follow in the footsteps of her cousin Tyson, who just recently got his staples removed. Hopefully she will think twice the next time she decides to lean back in her chair ;-)