While I was here

with the Young Women in my ward,

tubing and

boating and

swimming,

little Lou turned SEVEN years old. Since I was away, Dave made a three layer cake with pink frosting for Lou to have for breakfast.

You would think she was turning seventeen because when I asked her what she wanted for her birthday she said "lots and lots and lots of outfits".

But she also wanted a Barbie Mermaid.

and a Daddy-Daughter Date.

I need to start winning Lou's affections because she loves her dad more than me apparently. Today at church she said quietly to her dad "Do you think I love you more than mom?" Dave said "Of course not." But then she admitted "Maybe I do but I don't like thinking about it."

I'll try not to take it personally.

Happy Birthday Lou!