1. Mary with no sleep. In the 15 years she's been married to my dad, I've never seen anything like it. She was standing up and singing "YMCA" during a game of "Apples to Apples."
2. "Apples to Apples" with family. And "Battle of the Sexes."
3. Holding tiny newborn babies. Well, just one.
4. Aunt Stacey's laugh.
5. Playing telephone around the table at The Cheesecake Factory.
6. Swimming at the river in Boise. (Beckah = Lewis, Liz = Clark, Isha = Sacagewea, the innertube = our canoe. We went exploring. We sang pirate songs and Isha kept getting the hiccups.)
7. Our baby poop brown rental car. It was more sort of...golden? But ugly. It was a really ugly car.
8. Our soda pop bottle orchestra at the lake. Having a group of nerdy music folks + half-drunk Henry Winehards = "Wait, drink a little more! Is that the third? No, that's the fourth. Wait, add yours, let's make it minor. I have the fifth, who has the third? Okay, flat that one..."
9. Walking around Boise with Beckah one morning, which was roasting hot, so we went into Toys R' Us and bought ice cream. And a Star Wars game for Beckah's PSP.
10. Driving around with Isha in her car. Such freedom is born of being "adults."
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