Mr. Handsome

Tonight Benton was crawling into the kitchen to visit Peter who was doing the dishes. Monica was trying to distract Benton and called, "Where you going, Mr. Handsome?" Peter said, "I'm in the kitchen."
Maybe you had to be there.
But here are some pictures.

Granola

Brita's been snitching granola all morning. I told her to stop touching it. She asked why. I told her that we shouldn't touch other people's food and that it is for the cousins when they come. Brita said, "It's for the cousins?!? Can they share with me? Is it for a party?!?"
Who knew granola was so exciting?

What do you want to do?

Brita just now: What do you want to do, Mom? You can go in the living room and play.. Or play a game.. Or go outside and pull bindweed. What do you want to do?

At least I know my options.

Unimpressed

Last night as we were watching fireworks:

Peter: "Wow! Look at that one!"
Brita: "Can I have some more snacks?"

It took us a while to decide where to go for fireworks. We went to a spot off the highway, hoping to see both the Magna and Salt Lake shows, but it wasn't that great a view, and the mosquitoes were pretty bad. Everyone was getting grumpy in the hot car, so we ended up driving down towards the Magna Park. There was a church parking lot many people had gathered in, so we watched on the lawn there.

It was pretty neat.