Busy Sundays and my first "photo shoot"

Man, yesterday was crazy! We had a lot on our plate and managed to get it all finished, too.

Morning: Breakfast with the Olds extended family. Grandma Olds even flew in from New Hampshire. They were all together for a funeral, which is slightly more depressing, but they were TOGETHER. That family is more scattered than freckles on a sunburned redhead.

So we had breakfast. Then we went to my parents' ward. Then we went to my parents' house. Then Anthony was ordained an Elder (yay!).


That's three generations of Melchizedek Priesthood right there. Cool.

Then I had a mini photo shoot with Sara!

I think she's beautiful. We set up a photo shoot with a bunch of her friends so I can get more pictures for a "portfolio". Let's just leave that in quotes. :)

Then Nathan came in and let me take pictures of his handsome face.

Seriously, that boy's a stunner. But we're all kind of incomplete without our darling Max dog.


He's a good dog and we sure like him! Even Ester. She follows him around saying, "Dah! Dah! Dah! Dah!" and occasionally making, "Oof, oof!" noises. Peter caught her copying Max in this picture.

She's such a cutie and getting so big! Grandma and Grandpa Woodbury came over for Anthony's ordination, so we were able to get a picture of Ester, Grandma Fillmore, and Great-grandparents Woodbury. Sometimes it's really weird to me that Ester would see them as great-grandparents. Imagining my mom as a grandma isn't weird, though. Which I suppose... is weird. haha.


Then Amy and I made homemade chicken noodle soup. Mom made the noodles, but she had to leave, so we finished. Then we made oatmeal cake for Anthony's birthday (he's 18!). Then parents and Nathan got home and we ate said dinner and cake. Then I drove Amy up to Logan and Peter came and picked me up.

Needless to say, we were out of the house for a long, long time and came back pretty tired.

But while I was driving Amy up and Peter was giving us a head start (let's be real here, he gets places at least a half hour before I do), Peter was cleaning the house.

This is my "I love my husband" face. :) He made the bed (complete with folded-down comforter and sheets!), cleaned the sink, washed the mirror and did some other things he won't tell me. What an adorable man!!

The moral of this post is that I love being married and I particularly love being married to Peter. <3