Tonight, the Johnson's and Evelyn came over for me to watch while their mother's joined Mom and Dad to the temple. It was interesting night. Amy had warned me Evelyn might cry, but she didn't until almost an hour into my sitting, then she cried of and on for another hour. It took a diaper change with her cousins tossing balls in the air to fully distract her. The Cinnabun cinnamon rolls weren't as great as all of us tossing balls up and down the stairs together; just like Karl and I used to do when we were younger. Awww memories, love 'em!
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