i looked out the window and what did i see...

my three boys laying on the tramp beneath me.

this is the sight that greeted me on conference sunday morning. the boys had stayed up late waiting for sam to get home from priesthood session. i was invited out to hear the treasure monster bedtime story and then headed into the house and up to the guest room. truman had a fever all weekend long and i wanted to be close to him. when he woke up the next morning this is the scene that greeted up from the upstairs bedroom window. aren't i such a lucky mom. wouldn't trade these boys for anything.