Tonight I felt crazy. Somehow, as I was trying to study with Jake, the cousins came over and started playing Battleship next to us. The party music (rap and heavy metal type) was blaring from Pandora, and I was trying to make dinner as well. Isaiah came over an hour early for scouts, and a game of hide and seek/tag/nerf wars ensued. It calmed down a bit when the boys left for scouts.
The girls were finishing homework, and having very animated conversations on their calculator cell phones. Alisa's clients were all presenting her with math problems, and she was practically yelling at them how to solve them, and why... all while solving her math problems. It was a bit weird. Then Brooklyn starts yelling that her customer can't call twice in one day! She put them on hold and turned to us in all seriousness. "Do you know how to get rid of a manatee in someone's backyard?" We were dying laughing! She then yelled at the calculator that they need a professional exterminator! "You can't ask for so many things! Stop calling!" She then calmly and loudly told us she was UPS and the exterminator, but apparently not the professional one needed for a manatee extraction from the backyard.
Oh, man, we were dying. Those girls!
Yesterday, Alisa was Brooklyn's horse. Brooke really was riding her around on the hard floor downstairs and having a grand old time.
On a side note, our pubescent son comes down in his boxer briefs every night to give me a kiss and hug. I love him for it, and I find this hilarious! Totally unabashed. Just his tighties. Not a care in the world. He was also caught texting Savannah (Tarah's sister's daughter) at 12:30am on New Year's. Sheesh! We've got a teenager on our hands. I should probably write, for the record, that Jake started shaving the day before he turned 11. He had the need for a couple of months, and when it happened, he would not let me document it in any way. So. He's been shaving for almost a year!
Yesterday was possibly the most perfect Sunday ever. It was stake conference. We left uplifted and inspired to be better, to serve more, and to live like our Savior.
After lunch, we loaded up bikes, snacks, and kids (no small feat here!) and drove out to the Ft. Tuthill bike park. They were having some kind of race and there was a huge crowd. We left there and drove to Marshall Lake (it's a bit of a marsh right now). We set up our hammocks and read and relaxed, rode bikes a bit, and dozed for awhile. At Jake's urging, we went back to the bike park, which was now empty. The kids and Scott had a great time. I even tried it once. Brooklyn, poor girl, had a fever all day so we hung out in the hammocks together. She was all bundled up and was a trooper.
We got back and had eggs and bacon for dinner, then got everyone into bed. We all went to bed feeling so fulfilled and happy. Jake and Alisa declared it the best Sunday ever. Scott didn't even feel the Monday-eve blues he usually gets. It was a perfect day.
BYU vs. U of A in the Cardinals Stadium was a BLAST. It was a total nail biter. We were pumped to be winning, discouraged when they pulled ahead. Then, a miracle happened in the last minute. We kicked it and it went straight in. It was AMAZING. We were all going crazy. It was so much fun.
Mostly, the kids did great. It was their first game. It started at 7:30pm, so by the end of it Brooke was covering her head and ears and asking people to pipe down. Ha! Overall, they hung in there until midnight when we got home. Plus, we were on the jumbotron three times! So famous. We all slept until Scott's alarm at 9:20am!
Sometimes our FHE lessons get really creative. Brooklyn decided to teach with Beanie Boos about the man with the evil spirits that Jesus cast out into a herd of swine. Entertaining to say the least. Brooklyn is so chatty and never runs out of things to say. I love 7-year-olds!