Dave went home early from church yesterday because he didn't feel good. And he took Dallin and Brennan with him because Dallin slept through sacrament meeting and woke up a mess and Brennan missed his morning nap. The only way Dave could get Dallin happy at home was to ask for his help with dinner.
Great pictures, Dave. 
First he cut the veggies to go on our cheese steak sandwiches. Then he made the fruit salad by himself. He did a great job - everything was perfectly sized.
He especially enjoyed tenderizing the meat.
And finally he baked the curly fries. Cooking just makes this chef happy. He keeps asking me when we're going to put a big "Dallin's Restaurant" sign on our roof.
Tyler - "I'm making the Christmas shape pancakes!"
Dallin - "Mom, am I on Santa's naughty list?" Oh Dallin, what am I going to do with you? Of course I told him no, but some days...
So they invented this new game in which one of them gets on one side while the other two climb up the other side and catapult him into the air. Boys!
Luckily they didn't get too high into the air. Next time we'll have to move the hammock to the grass for a softer landing.
