Thursday, December 10, 2009

Crazy Day

I had an ice skating accident.
But let me start at the beginning, this is how our day went...

10:00- i wake up and sort my laundry because today would be the first day i would do my own laundry.

11:00- i put my laundry in. Meanwhile dad is working on plumbing. The plumbing gets backed up and we have to stop the laundry while it is in the washing machine.

12:00- i finish my laundry and got ready for my friends ice skating party.

1:00- mom drives me over there and thinks to herself "the last thing we need today is a broken arm. "

2:00- A parent at the party calls home to tell my mom exactly wat she didnt want to hear. That I fell and broke my arm.

3:00- We Drive to the hospital

4:00-6:00- we wait....and wait...until they finally call my back to check my arm.
meanwhile dad is still working on the plumbing and Lauren sacrifies her evening to make dinner for the guests we were planning to have for dinner.

6:30- We arrive home from the hospital with a splint on my arm, yes it is broken. Dad willingly feeds our guests and all goes smoothly while we were gone.

7:00- Our guest leave and we call a plumber to fix our toliets which were still clogged.

7:30- the plumber accidentally shatters our toliet and says he will give us a brand new one for free the next day.


This is just how life goes. It was a crazy day, but by the end of the day we were all laughing.



Right before we went to the hospital I was sitting on the couch in pain and dad whipped out the camera.




The emormous bump on my arm...gross


The x ray lady gave me a sticker!



It didnt take long for my cast to be filled with signatures.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

gobble gobble

Our Thanksgiving

This is dads picture perfect turkey he worked all day to create.


Lauren set the table and then we dug in and ate more than we probably should have.
When all my food was gone, this is wat happened when i got bored at the dinner table....

I carved the stick of butter into a heart


And Dad and I competed to see who can create the best tower out of the napkin holders.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Brick #2


Brick number 2......im working my way up to get a silver brick....almost there!

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Congress is in Session

We sent Lauren away to military camp for the weekend. -actually she was at a Youth and Government camp at Fort Roberts or affectionantly known as "Bob 1". She spent the week learning about state government, electing delegates and officers in preparation for her upcoming week in Sacremento. Lauren hopefully will be appointed as a Legislative Analyst. There were over 2000 kids that participated in this camp. The Governor came to speak to them...but it wasn't Arnold (it was the youth Governor who was elected last year).


These are the barracks they lived in.


This is the convention hall where all the political speeches were made.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Our Busy Weekend


Dad got up at the crack of dawn to run another half marathon.


Then in the evening Lauren went to our stake "mormal" or mormon formal. Her dress was a one of a kind made by Carol Zimmerman.

Monday, November 2, 2009

A Perfect Paper



In my math class at school my teacher rewards us in a unique way. He used to be a brick layer, so when we get everything correct on a quiz including the bonus he calls it a perfect paper, then we recieve a gold paper brick. You write your name on this paper brick and he puts the bricks up on his walls arranged like real bricks. If you earn 5 gold bricks then you recieve a shiny silver one, this one stays up on his wall forever.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Trick or Treat

For Halloween Lauren and myself had our own parties to go to, so mom and dad had a peaceful evening without us. I was Hannah Montana and my best friend was lola! Lauren went in disguise as herself.



Heres my pumpkin i carved. And yes, it does have a stylish hat because the top wouldnt fit back into where i had cut.


Me as Hannah Montana.


My wacky friends on Halloween.
The Pink Ladies, 80s work out people, and lola and Hannah Montana.