Wait...for real?

Last year I blogged about how our family is given a name each year for giving Christmas gifts. I mentioned how for the last 4 YEARS I've gotten boys - Dan, Adam, Nathan, Aaron, and I might have even had Joel before that...anyways, this year I was determined to get a girl. (You'd think the odds would be better for getting a girl in our family, but we just keep getting brother-in laws!) So. I talked with Dad.

Melinda: "Hey Dad, I've gotten the guys in our family for the last 4 years, so even though Greg's new to the fam this Christmas I don't have him, right?"

Dad: (looks in planner...pauses...pulls pen out of pocket) "Oh...I guess I'd better change that then!"

What?! Seriously? Again? Not that I don't wanna give a you a present, Greg, but what are the odds! Anyways...I still don't know who my person is but I am almost 100% positive that it's a girl. Then again, there's always that lurking possibility...

This is CRAZY!!!

Maybe they forgot to do the haka?

I can't think of any other reason why we lost our game today. SO sad! It was our first game at home for the season, too. Oh well. The cougs will rise again. Go Cosmo!

It makes me so mad when people don't sing the fight song. Sure it's cheesy, but it's a tradition! We should include that in the honor code.

Funny(ish) story - today I was eating a sandwich in the cougareat (just you wait, it gets even BETTER) and I saw a bunch of Florida State University fans walk in all decked out in red and gold and ready to eat our mint brownies. Needless to say, I was a lil' miffed. But then a BYU student walked up to them, shook their hands, welcomed them to Provo, and thanked them for coming all the way out here to cheer on their team. I felt so guilty! They had come all the way from Florida and I wasn't making them feel welcome! What kind of impression was I giving of BYU? I don't want them walking away from our campus thinking we're a bunch of trash-talkers (which, by the way, we most definitely ARE) so the next group of FSU fans I saw I smiled at and waved and welcomed them to Provo. They got really happy and said I was the first person ALL DAY that had said that to them. Yeah, I'll bet I was.

Maybe the Cougs lost because I was nice to those FSU people, but whatever. I still felt awesome after I had done it.

GO COUGS!!!!!!

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I want one of these!

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I saw these on a website and I am sorely tempted to buy one! I just can't decide which! I absolutely love the smallpox one, but I don't think I would be brave enough to wear it in public for fear of social retribution. Input, anyone?

Directions

Tonight Trina and Sarah were playing "Toy Store." They had quite a collection of play stuff set up nicely on shelves, with fake money for customers to use (they gave you the money for the purchases...my kind of store!) and cute lil' aprons. I visited several times. On one occasion I asked for directions to 6 flags and this is what ensued.

Sarah: "Take 1493 up to an intersection with 4 stops, and turn right. Two lefts, a right, another right, straight for a while and then up a curly-q road to the top. Then you're there!"

Trina: "Go southbound on 95, take 50 West until you come to the sign on the right. Easy!"

Umm...that was astoundingly legit for an 8-year-old, Trina! I half believed you!

Spencer's Bedtime Story

Tonight I am babysitting for the Wrides as the parents get away on a date to see "up." I told Spencer a bedtime story. When I finished, he told me he had one for me in return. "Okay, but it will have to be short, I have to...umm...do the dishes. (I did wash a couple bowls, to be fair Marie!) "It's just a lil' one." Said Spencer. What followed was a ninety second regurgitation of the same story I had just told him, with a couple interesting twists thrown in. Spencer's masterpiece, for your reading pleasure :)

"Once there was a little princess. She would go to sleep every night and every night she would just get really scared. But sometimes every night a great big big huge unicorn would come and then she wouldn't be afraid. And some friendly little mice would leave her three crowns every time on her shelf. The end."

I wish I had some friendly little mice to leave me some crowns on my shelf!