Oatmeal monster

I repainted our car over the weekend. It was not the first time, and probably will not be the last time. But it was the third time.

I went through three cans of paint, every can of Bright White they had in all the car shops in Provo. Turns out it wasn't enough, so Scott took me out to Orem, and I cleaned out the Checker there also.

The result:

Nap

While we were walking home from church, Lucas told us he was tired.

Luckily Ryan had his hat to shade our fair-skinned boy.

First day

What Jonathan told his teacher he wanted to learn in kindergarten:

1. why some people have to wear glasses

2. how space shuttles get into space