Lazy Day

I love Katy. For lots of reasons, but last night and this morning were more additions to those reasons. Boston was up every hour during the night, the backwards little stinker, and Kate and I were taking turns getting up with him. Katy eventually took more time with him because she is the best wife... and I'm really not plumbed to feed a baby. You know. We don't want him to get to used to a bottle. So Katy let me sleep longer. What a sweetie.

I went to Priesthood Session tonight, too. It was really good. Hubert and I went together. I think I got the most out of President Monson's talk about anger. I'll probably butcher his words, but he said something like, "Anger promotes nothing, helps nothing, and builds nothing." It's useless in our lives. We've all experienced it, and we have all dealt with it in so many ways. It's important to not let it overcome us. The story about Brother Marsh and the milk between his wife and another sister was a big example. It reminded me of the saying, "It's no use getting upset over spilled milk."

As I'm writing this I just heard Boston rip one in his mom's lap as she commenced with the laughter. I love it when she starts giggling. It's contagious. 

I tried to call the kids tonight, but just got Tina's voicemail. I asked her to have them call me, but still no call back. I'm excited to see them later this month. I miss them.