Travis opened the car door while Emily was inside leaning against it. She fell out onto the cement curb and split-open her eye. Ironically, it was nearly four years ago that Travis’s rock throwing sent Carly to the emergency room for stitches in HER eye. TRAVIS!!!
Twice a year Eric and a few friends (and recently their sons) solicit tickets for the priesthood session. They make it an official “guy’s night out” by grabbing a bite to eat afterwards. This time Grandpa Hep joined Tyler on this momentous occasion.
What better way to celebrate a special day than having fun on grandpa’s boat?
Happy Birthday Tyler- We Love you!
Eric and I took the kids on a hayride through the pumpkin patch. We lost our way inside two of the largest corn mazes in Utah. And we slid over and over again down a giant black pipe slide. One of our favorite family nights ever!
“What happened?” I questioned, poking my head out from behind the curtain.
“Carly put her feet on my face”.
“CARLY”, I screamed, “Is that true?”
From around the corner I heard a faint repentant, “Yes”.
“Okay Carly”, I said, “Either you owe me an extra job today or you have to let Travis put HIS feet on YOUR face”.
She looked thoughtful for a moment then ran off quickly”.
Less than a minute later it was Carly who was running like mad to the bathroom sink yelling, “Oooh yuck, gross, disgusting”, and then vigorously scrubbing HER face clean.
It was HILARIOUS!!!
Once there was a big bad monster. People said that he did horrible things and scared away little kids. The people nicknamed him Brain-jail because he had a big brain and spent most of his years in jail. He could do amazing things and it took lots of strong men to capture him. He was very smart. But there was more to the story than most people believed. Brain-jail was not really bad at all. He was a good monster and he liked little kids. But Brain-jail was scary looking and had such a large head that people were afraid of him. The day he broke out of jail he ran home to hide. He thought that no one could find him but soon he was discovered. The people tried to capture him and send him back to jail. He tried to tell the people that he just wanted to be their friend. Soon some of the people started to believe him and by the end of the day Brain-jail had friends. The next day when he walked out of his house there were people clapping for him and glad to have him in the neighborhood. Brain-jail was finally happy and thankful to have people around him who treated him kindly.
The End
