Dylan asked me a while ago if he could start a blog. I thought it might be fun, so we started one for him. He wants me to link to it on my blog- apparently he feels the need to reach a wider audience. So I am linking to it. It is by invitation only though so you'll need to let me know if you want to be invited. It is not updated very regularly- he does have the attention span of a 5 year old, after all. But if you sometimes find yourself wondering what things Dylan might be up to that aren't mentioned here, e-mail me or leave a comment.
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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