R and I met at BYU, although we grew up just a few miles away from each other and attended the same high-school. We had K in Provo and it was funny pushing T in the stroller on campus like I had done with big sister.
Besides the Creamery and the Candy Counter, these are a couple of my favorite places on campus:



I am not sure how K survived the 2 1/2 weeks she was there without her piano and guitar, but you can see the smile, and she has them close, now!

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kc doesn't go by vincente? ha ha its a taco truck that our neighbor opened. he is from mexico.
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