. . . and he just turned six!

So just in case any of you got the wrong idea about my sweet little boy, here are a few snippets from the weekend . . .

We went to a stake event entitled "Walk with Christ" on Saturday. Upon reading the place cards on the table in the last supper room, Garrett turned to me and asked, "Where is John?"

Not to insult your intelligence, but this means that he:

a) Can read well,

b) Can read fast,

c) Has powers of deduction beyond his years, and

d) Knows the names of twelve disciples!

Then in church on Sunday, he was LISTENING to Bryan Whitehead's talk and turned to me as Bryan was quoting a scripture and said,

"That's the scripture they wrote above Jesus' tomb!"

Yes, that was the same scripture that evidently Garrett read while we were in the resurrection room on Saturday. Wow.

I am delusional in a good way

I get these big ideas and can't seem to rest until they have been carried out to completion . . . or partial completion. I am beginning to accept that it is part of who I am, but I don't know if I will be able to reign myself in. . . .

My delusions have nothing to do with the headshots, I just happened to have the discs in my bag when I went to the library so I thought I would share.

We did go to an audition on Saturday, but Weston will tell you that the Blue and White game and football clinic he went to later that day were a lot more fun.

Garrett rises again . . .

So he got the season schedules for the Blaze, the Bees, and Real Salt Lake at the grocery store the other day. After reading all of them excitedly, he reclined at his chair and glanced at the back cover . . .

"I think I need a Bud Light!"

We had our first word of wisdom talk.

Then, yesterday on our way to baseball he grunted in frustration and yelled,

"I can't get 'Highway to Hell' out of my head!!!!!!

I quickly found a catchy tune on the radio and helped him sing it. I don't know if Lenny Kravitz's American Woman is any better . . .