Two days of sushi and siblings and in laws and my mommy. Sorry you have to work Jon but thanks for bringing me with you to Boise! 
Also why can’t I look normal in pics? 
2. Say anything
A water park opened up down the street!
A friend sent us this Barbie boat!
Settle down, Ken.
Rain, rain, rain... = pond
Quotable Sniders
Me: Hey honey, I had a dream that it was the zombie apocalypse and every time we went through a house looking for food I stopped in front of their bookshelves to see what books they had....
Jon: *rolls his eyes*
Feeling melancholy today.
Today marks two years since my dad died of Leukemia.
I still talk about him often with the kids.
“Grandpa Kennington used to say Phooey! And ‘Whoever feels sorry for Dallin, raise your hand.’ He’d walk behind you and tap your foot at just the right time to make you trip And he’d give us high fives all day when we were kids. I grew up working side by side with him on the farm. He called me Care Bear and made me feel good about myself. The world makes less sense without him in it. But he’s close by, cheering us all on. Grief is so weird. It used to hurt so much that I was afraid to even think about Dad. But now I welcome any memoy or thought like, “Dad would have loved that,” or “Dad would have said (catch phrase) right now.” Until we meet again, Dad.
And he’d give us high fives all day when we were kids. I grew up working side by side with him on the farm. He called me Care Bear and made me feel good about myself. The world makes less sense without him in it. But he’s close by, cheering us all on. Grief is so weird. It used to hurt so much that I was afraid to even think about Dad. But now I welcome any memoy or thought like, “Dad would have loved that,” or “Dad would have said (catch phrase) right now.” Until we meet again, Dad.