Of birthdays and bathrooms

This will be a short one. On Friday, Christy called me at work and said, "Listen to this!" I then heard her making some tickling noises, which were followed by the sounds of Zeke grunting and laughing. It is so magical the first time a baby laughs -- I could listen to it over and over without growing tired of it.

We survived another Sunday. Lately the sacrament meeting routine is that shortly after the sacrament, Christy and Zeke head to the mother's lounge and I end up escorting one or both of the boys to the bathroom. Our boys are not efficient bathroom goers, and I end up missing the majority of the meeting. So does Christy, of course, but she does have the benefit of a quiet room and the sound being piped in.

Tomorrow we're driving to Casper for one of my Eagle delivery trips. We'll stay overnight, and I'll meet with some people and make some deliveries before we turn around and drive back Tuesday afternoon, which is Christy's birthday. We're taking Zeke, but Sammy and Riley will be staying with some friends. Normalliy I wouldn't have scheduled this on her birthday but the Casper agencies had a once-a-month Federal Executive Committee meeting they wanted me to attend, in order to present the top awards and talk to them about CFC. I still would have passed, but when I told Christy about it she said she wanted to come. So we'll celebrate her 29th birthday with an excursion to exotic Casper, Wyoming. We'll celebrate her birthday for real on Thursday, when she plans to make the chocolate wasabi cake she's been scheming about for weeks. Wish everyone could come!

Until next time.