I am trying to keep sunscreen and hair supplies in the kitchen so I can comb Gracie’s hair and get everyone lathered up with sunscreen at breakfast. This morning I combed Gracie’s hair and she in turn decided she needed to spend a few minutes combing Ryan’s hair. He is basically bald but seemed to enjoy it anyway.

Me: “James, do you know Heavenly Father loves you?” James: “Yes, for infinity like you.”

Gracie, Ryan and I joined James and his preschool class for their trip to the blueberry farm. Ryan just sat in the stroller munching on blueberries. Gracie enjoyed feeling like she was one of the big preschool kids sitting on the bales of hay, the red tractor and picking blueberries (green, red or blue).

James: “Gracie, you sing like a rockstar.” Gracie: “Thanks James.”