Oh, the cafeteria! So great to not have to worry about any kitchen chores for a week! Show up, eat, and, go play some more!! Meet cousin Jake in this picture.

The swinging couch was good for Rachel, Jax, Anna, and Megan

I had the unique opportunity of playing tennis against President Monson's grandson. He is ranked #4 in the state of UT, and would probably be #1 if he played as many tournaments as the other guys. We had a very good, hard-fought match, which he was forced to retire at 4-4 in the 3rd set. He got upset with himself, and his dad (the Prophet's son, Clark) told him he was done, and to go shake hands. Did I mention he was 12 years old? Anyway, this is me, sweaty and victorious.

KC enjoyed the face painting. His choice of design shows very good taste. Or have I cursed him to a life of despair?