Things are going great around the Ferrell household these days. My parents visited this past weekend and we all had a great time. We even all went down to Olive Branch Friday night and had dinner with Great Grandad Savage. We ate at some little chain steak house and I had the absolute worst "baked potato soup" ever. I mean ever. I was kind of sick so I thought it might have just been me and I kept eating it. But when other people tried it they almost spit it out immediately, it was bad. So I guess it wasn't just me. Let me describe the taste to you. Imagine pureed celery with garlic and and a touch of vinegar. That's pretty much it. Oh yeah it also had carrots in it. The last time I checked baked potatoes didn't have carrots or celery. Oh well.

Lacy is growing as usual. She is just amazing. She speaks in little sentences and is just as cute as ever. It's also really nice that she still sleeps great at night and just awesome. The only problem is that since it's light out a lot later now it kind of stinks to be "in" for the night at 6:30.