I’m lying in bed, high on pain pills, from having surgery this morning. I get a text from Dallin that says “I need new wrestling shoes before my wrestling meet tomorrow”.

 New recipe for dinner. Levi called it “divorce me chicken”. 

 Weston and Dallin are sitting on the couch together comparing their favorite rap songs and introducing each other to new bands they might light. I think I might be in the twilight zone. 

 Levi is chatting with the Patriarch before receiving his patriarchal blessing. 

Patriarch: What are you hoping to learn about in your blessing?

Levi: I’d like to know about my future wife. 

Patriarch: Well that’s a first for me! 😆 

 The kids are eating the chocolates faster than I can make them. 

Weston (yells from the kitchen): Which ones have nuts??

Heard from the rest of the house—

Mike: I HAVE NUTS!

Dallin: I HAVE NUTS!

Levi: I HAVE NUTS!

Mom: I DON’T HAVE ANY NUTS!!!!!!

 Dallin: How come you can and I can’t?

Me: Beacuse I’m a grown up and I can do what ever I want!

Dallin: Well you have to pay taxes and I don’t. 

 Dallin: Can we go to the store? 

Me: It’s closes in 24 minutes. It takes 10 minutes to get there  

Dallin: So let’s go. 

Mike: You’d only have 5 minutes to shop!

Dallin: That’s not math!