The other night at dinner David asked Jacob how swimming lessons had gone. David knew that we had been late to swimming lessons because the road was closed and I didn't know Alpine well enough to figure out how to get around all the road closures. Everywhere I tried there was a road closed sign and I was getting so frustrated especially after one of the construction workers sent me clear over on a supposed detour the then the road was a dead end and didn't loop around like he said it was going to. So I finally had to call the house and have someone help me get there but we were 15 minutes late. So David asked Jacob how swimming had gone and he replied that it was like a "night terror or maybe a ride at Lagoon." I looked at him strange and asked what at swimming lessons was a night terror. He replied "not swimming lessons, your driving!" He went on to tell his dad that I'm a crazy driver. Now I admit to not being the best driver but I was not being crazy. I was just making a lot of U-turns. But apparently Jacob equated that to having a night terror. Thanks Jacob.
We got invited to go camping with some friends from our old ward. Several families are going just for one night up at Mutual Dell up American Fork Canyon which is about 12 minutes away from my house now . I had told David about it and we decided that would work. A few nights later I told him I was going to call my friend and tell her that we were going and was that still okay with him. He was sitting at the kitchen table with his laptop and told me it was fine and then asked "Are we spending the night?" I just stared at him. Camping indicates that it is overnight, dear! I'm not sure if this is so much a commentary on how much David hates camping or on how he only half listens to what I'm saying. Either way we are going camping and we are spending the night. These pictures were taken on Father's Day. Matthew is being his usually crazy self.
See that little green lego in Adam's hand? My latest adventure was taking Adam to the insta-care to get the little green lego removed from the farthest reaches of Adam's right nostril. Plus I just got an EOB from my insurance showing the the dr billed that procedure as surgery and it will cost me $70 to return that lego to my son's lego collection instead of leaving it in said nostril. When asked why he shoved a lego up his nose, he replied that he was mad at his Bionicle. Go figure?
The worse part was the 10 minutes it took for me to calm Adam down enough for him to even tell me what he was screaming about. All he would do it jump up and down and scream at me. Next came the extreme nose blowing and even trying to find something I could use to get it out but finally I accept defeat and took him to the insta-care. The dr had this probe thing that had a loop on the end and Adam was very brave and sat perfectly still while the dr threaded the probe behind and above the lego and pulled it out. It took about 30 seconds and that's what was billed as surgery. For heaven's sake!!