First, a little update: We are getting along wonderfully here in Vegas. I think it took me the longest to adjust. Chandler just loves being here with his friends. For the first week he asked everyday, "Can we go to Scarlett or Davy's house today?" And, you know, Sterling he doesn't really care about much. As long as you don't try to take his food, he's good. Brandon's job is great, and after coming home from Elder's Quorum where 30% of the men are unemployed, we are just to happy to have a job.
Last week I had this very distinct impression, "If not liking the tile in your house is your biggest problem, you are blessed." We are very blessed.
Anyways, did you know Vegas has pumpkin patches? Yeah, me either, and right next to our house!
It sure felt weird sweating while we walked out to where the pumpkins were. Chandler complains about the sun all the time.
Last week he said, "Mom, I think I like Portland better because the sun shines in my eyes a lot in Las Vegas."
Here, Sterling you hold the pumpkin...
We picked a pumpkin, ate apple cider doughnuts (amazing!), packed up, and turned the air conditioning on in the car. It was a perfect
warm fall day.
