We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
When we got off the plane here in Utah and picked up our luggage, we ran into one of the young men from our ward (he also happens to be our home teacher). He was picking up his sister, who was on our flight.
When we were sitting on the grass waiting for my brother to finish the marathon, Micah realized he was sitting 10 feet away from one of his co-workers whose sister also ran on Saturday.
When I called Micah after I dropped him off at the airport to tell him I’d gotten back to my parent’s place without incident, he said he was sitting next to our former bishop, who had also just left his wife and children to go back to the city.
I can only hope I will be so lucky as to run into a friend from the City on my way back next week. Perhaps they will take pity on me and offer to adopt the boys while we cross the country.

It happened to me on the way to Utah on my last trip, and indeed it was a lifesaver.
That’s so crazy, it’s amazing how small this big world is! Once when Cameron and I were flying from JFK to Seattle, I ran into a high school friend at baggage claim and we realized we had been sitting almost next to each other and not realized it! It was pretty funny.