scriptures

 Each night (theoretically) we gather in the living room and read the scriptures and pray as a family.  It's a nice time of the day.  Usually.  Sometimes it deteriorates to irreverent craziness.  Tonight as we read we heard a crash in Grace's room.  Steve knocked Max's cage down.  So out came Max in a big box and we lost Grace to the clean up detail.

Then Steve and Z came to check out the excitement. It soon became a music playing, ball juggling, animal romping, children laughing extravaganza.

 So maybe tomorrow will go better.