We've shipped off the middle child :(

We miss you already, Trin. Tell Austria Aunt Mary says "hi."

The difference between boys and girls

Well a while back, I went babysitting for two kids and there three cousins, and I soon found out the difference between boys and girls. There were two girls, and three boys, and this is how my babysitting job went:
A few minutes after I got there, they seperated into boys and girls, and went into two different rooms. I went into check on them a few times, and this is what I saw:

Girls - Playing 'my little pony' and 'Barbie'
Boys - Having a farting contest.

Later, I went to offer them desert, which was oreos. This was there reaction:
Girls - "Really? Thanks!" Then they walked over to the cookies, and took a plate, went into there rooms.

Boys - "Yes!!!!!" They then proceded to run and scream over to the cookies. They then grabbed a plate and ran back to the rooms. On the way there, one of the boys cookies even slid of his plate because he was running so fast.

Then, I went in to take there plates for them.

Girls - "Thank you!" and they hand me the plates.
Boys - "I wouldn't come in here if I were you, it smells pretty bad."

Then they went onto the 'My little pony' website, where you could design a dance the ponys could do. You could then give the dance a name.

The girls gave there dance the name - Fairy Dust
The boys gave there dance the name - Stinky butt.

Also, I was sitting in my Seminary Class next to another redheaded boy and we somehow got on the subject of steam rooms. He said that when he was six, he went to his uncles house, who had a steam room, and remembered that if you spat on the rock, it made steam. TWo years later, they went back to his uncles house for a family reunion.
Remembering the steam room, he thought that the Bar-Bi-Que would do the same thing. So he took a large bucket of water from the pool and dumped it on the Bar-Bi-Que.
In his words, "And then there was this HUGE thing of steam and it was awesome! Until I realized that I had broken the BBQ."
"And, you didn't think of it before?"
"Well No, I was just thinking about the stream."

And so that, my friends, is the difference between boys and girls.

10 things you may not know about me, Mori

1. Cookies
2. Potty
3. Grandma's
4. Walk
5. Bed
6. Cookies
7. Supper
8. Cookies
9. Out
10. Cookies

Woof.

10 Things About Trini

Dad tagged me a while back, so here are my 10 things you may not know about me, or will be reminded of shortly. This really is harder than it looks!

1. I love fortune cookies. I collect the fortunes and keep them all in a box. Not that they will all come true, but they're still fun.
2. I used to think that the Ward Executive Secretary, when going around to count Sacrament Meeting attendance, was really going around to see who was being reverent. This partially came from a comment Dad once made about the fact that he and Mom didn't say the prayer in Sacrament Meeting. He said, "Are we not reverent enough?" So I made sure that whenever the Reverence Man walked by, I was sitting up straight, folding my arms, so that Mom and Dad could say the prayers. Aren't I considerate?
3. I love the smell of laundry. I got an air freshening spray this year that is "Clean Linen" and I love to spray it in my room so that I can smell the clean laundry smell. My roommates don't seem to find the same joy as I do.
I also love the smell of dishwasher soap-- particularly the Kirkland brand from Costco. Missy started monitoring me while we babysat to make sure I wasn't getting high off of the smell.
4. I hate warm seats. If a seat is warm I will stand up and move to a different one. This happened today in the library. I had to move to a different seat, and there weren't any on the floor, so I went to a different floor in order to get a properly cooled seat.
5. I hate bridges. I hate fish. I hate monkeys.
I'm afraid of the bridges collapsing. Fish are just gross and I've had nightmares about them. Not sure where the monkeys came from-- Probably the Golden Compass books.
6. I'm allergic to cats as you all know, but also Guinea Pigs. I'll get rashes if I hold them, and they make my throat and ears itch.
7. Katie Haslam, Suzie Blandon, and I all used to play a game when we got together. We were all magic princesses of some sort, wearing Katie's dress up costumes. Katie wore a blue one and had power over the water. Suzie wore a Green one, and had power over trees and wildlife. I had a red one and could control fire and weather. Yeah, mine was the coolest.
8. My favorite Disney Princess is Jasmine. I remember the show coming out when I was in Kindergarten because of all the girls who got to be her for Halloween. Also, my friend and I made crowns out of the kindergarten clay and walked around saying, "By order of the princess!"
9. My earliest memory was my fourth birthday at our house in West Valley. I remember opening up a box with pink, flowered slippers. Bethany later got some that were a different pink pair.
10. I have never sworn at anyone or flipped them off. But one time a guy pulled right in front of me to back into a parking spot (mind you I was waiting for the car to pull out, with my turn signal on, having gotten there FIRST). I was so mad that I parked my car, went over to his truck, pulled the windshield wipers up, and spit on the car. At least it didn't damage anything. I still see that truck around the parking lot here, and yes, I still get angry. However, I have not spit on any cars since.

Now I tag......MORI!

Sunday game memories for the record

"Oh, was I supposed to read the real one?"
"The Coach. . ." "Cami! It was supposed to be The COUCH!"
". . . a loving team. . . " "Well, it really said a LOSING team."




"Time's out Grandma! Buzz her!" "Oh, um buzz!"
"Matt, you're going to lose your buzzing privileges." (after Matt buzzed the fish in the tank and bugged everyone else in the room with the buzzer)
"This is what we eat for Easter." "Eggs? Hot cross buns?" "No, we put pineapple on it." "Cake? Pizza?" "No, it was ham." "Oh sorry, hot cross buns were on Good Friday."

Four generations

I'm homesick

I want Disneyland please.