Yesterday we attended my nephew Jaces’ homecoming. He served his mission in Australia and now has the best Aussie accent. It was so fun to see the whole row of Clawson’s burst into huge smiles as soon as he started his report. Australian accents are great. His report was amazing. Jace was such a quiet kind of guy, but his testimony was amazing. I am so proud of what a good missionary he was and the example he set for the rest of those Clawson grandsons. You know there are like 3002 of them. We only know how to make boys in the Clawson fam. The funny thing after to report was what this post is titled. Last Thurs. James decided to play in the Old Man church ball game. He came home as ticked as could be and hasn’t been the same since. I think he broke a rib. The poor guy is miserable. He can’t laugh, cough, fart….. you get the idea. Well, his brother Andy had stitches above his left (or it could be right) eye. He got it from playing church basketball last week too. Needless to say, maybe church ball isn’t a safe adventure. Here are some pics Doug took from the homecoming. We love a good photo session at a Clawson gathering. Thanks Doug!!