Annual Eastridge Band Party

Every year in my old ward in Sandy, my dad and some friends put together a band and do a great job providing entertainment for the neighborhood party.

The best part is meeting up with old friends.

Easton was a dancing fool.

And a crowd pleaser as usual.

I participated in my one and only dance, the boot scootin boogie.

We had a lot of fun! Also, have I mentioned Easton is so funny? He cracks us up all the time. I wanted to write some funny things he's said lately.

He is obsessed with the numbers 5 and 6. Any question you ask him that begins with "how many" he answers with, "five six five."

When he's on the potty and I ask, "Did you go?" He often says, "No, it's hard."

The other day I was bothering him with something like trying to get him to clean his room or something and he said, "mom, enough!"

Today he found a piece of PVC pipe and I asked him if it was his sword. He said yes and I said, "Do you remember the book we read in church today about the Anti-Nephi-Lehis who put all their swords in a hole and covered them with ..."

"MAC!"