We've kept this a bit of a secret over the last month or so, but I got fired from my job at the hospital. The reason for my termination was a few "documentation issues". I didn't murder any patients or steal any drugs or make out with any doctors.
Anyway, this would be a long, uncomfortable post if I talked about getting fired. Long-story-short, I was out of work, sent out about 75 or 80 applications, and I've been hired at Hospice Company here in Kansas City. I start next month.
In the mean time, we found that we still require money to purchase things like food and diapers and electricity, so I went and got myself a job that I had 10 years ago.
Nothing says 2 Bachelors degrees and part of a masters like matching hats for you and your car. Oh well. We're just really grateful that this very stressful time only lasted a month or two.
These are pictures of Becky's parents and their time in Hawaii. If you want more, you'll have to talk to them, because when we see them, we just get bitter.
Becky's mom brought back some tropical fabric, which Becky promptly made into tropical dresses. We're hoping they'll help the Polynesians in our ward like us.
Lucy's 3rd birthday was yesterday, the same day as Father's Day. Becky gets crafty on most occasions, so the girls got t-shirt dresses to wear to church.
I know we keep going on about our garden, but it's kinda the only thing going really well at the moment. Here's a picture to give some scale to the pumpkin and zucchini sections. You may need an interpreter to understand this, but for those who are truly gifted in baby talk, you will see the genius in our child. Also, you will see the results of trying to steal the spotlight.
Well, there's been some progress of late. This... has grown into this.
with these...
becoming these.
Our psychopathic first child has grown into a pre-kindergartner. She's attending school 5 days a week in preparation for "real" kindergarten this fall. I'm really not sure what the difference is.
In Sam's absence, Lucy has assumed the role of big sister and socialite. Here, she frolicks in the meadow with her rotund friend, Jacob. Watch out, Hunter, this guy could crush you.
Well, it's in a notarized contract. In 19 years, expect to see the following picture amongst the photographs displayed on the welcoming table at the reception of the newlywed couple, Hyrum and Samantha Shakespear. We took a little day trip down to Springfield Missouri, where the Shakespears have recently relocated. Jeremy and I were roommates in college. He's now a dentist with four children. It's been determined that one of his boys will marry one of our girls. I'm not sure if we should encourage Hyrum and Lucy, as that would be simply too Mormon.
Nora and Hunter could work out, but he's currently looking for someone with more hair. We spent much of the afternoon clinging to the shade along the back wall of their house with the twin babies. Here, Megan is in the middle of describing the size of her appendix. The children got wet and probably sunburned. Lucy is amused at Hyrum's pasty studliness.
Samantha: "Hey, guys! Watch me shake my hair....out....."
Hunter is actually 6 months younger an d much more even-tempered than Lucy, but he doesn't seem to mind a challenge.
Hmph.
Only 7 years ago, Jeremy and I were beginning to feel pretty hopeless at BYU.
And there stands 5/7 of the fruit of our loins. Not my loins and his loins together. We had to get two other sets of loins involved.
Nothing says 2 Bachelors degrees and part of a masters like matching hats for you and your car. Oh well. We're just really grateful that this very stressful time only lasted a month or two. 
Real and fake children.
