

Brighton spent most of the day helping mom and dad. Dad was finishing off the plans for a house, Mom worked on Brighton's piggy bank (that was started before he was born...) so that he had somewhere to put his coins, and Brighton ate reeces peanut butter eggs and played with his new basketball hoop and play-doh most of the day between helping us. Ok, mom and dad did most of the eating of peanut butter eggs, but he did have one...and a half. Because mom didn't get out to get a ham and all the trimmings (and didn't think of it until Saturday Night,) Dad cooked us chicken grillers from Fareway on the Weber, sweet potatoes and corn. YUM!


Sorry this post is so "discombobulated" (is that a real word?) I'm trying to get it all out!! We've had a lot going on!
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