Sunday Night

Between work, school, and friends I am rarely home. But Sundays are the days I stay put and spend time with my family. This Sunday I spent some quality time French braiding my mother’s hair as she talk on the phone.

Jonathon sat right along side me in hopes of fulfilling his brotherly duty – pestering his sister. In the end my mother made him leave the room because each time his brotherly duty was accomplished, I pulled harder on her hair.

Here is my mother's beautiful hair. I thought the pink ribbons added a nice touch.

Sadly, as soon as her phone call was done, she took out the braids.

Sunday Nap

This is how my dad found my mom and me between general conference.