Story Time

Okay,.. So I have a good story for ya'll! Be prepared for a good mixture of comedy, tragedy, stairs, heels, and urine.

So Peter's sister Rebekah graduated from BYU on Friday. GO BEKAH!!!! Well graduation was at 8:00 am and that's early for me! Bailey usually doesn't wake up till then. Well we decided that Peter would run to the school bookstore to get the gift we wanted to get her and I would take Bailey with me in the car. I get there and realize that this is the hill I "GET" to hike up, in heels, with a baby, camera bag, diaper bag, and big fat blanket to keep the baby warm.

SO OF COURSE,.. I was late and I had to pretty much run up these stairs. So I finally get there and I am gasping for air, quite certain they will be my last breaths. Well, although I spent the entire time in the hallway with rambunctious little children it was great! I really would rather have played with the kids! No offence Bekah! After the ceremony we gathered outside to begin the family photo shoot. It was still pretty cold and Bailey was really tired, and I was STARVING! The photo shoot was a wrap and Peter decided that we would walk down the mountain together, so he could carry the bags and I would carry Bailey, and then I would take him to where he parked the scootie, and we would all meet for THE BEST all you can eat French Toast at Kneaders. Well about 2 steps into my journey, my right foot slipped out from underneath me and I grabbed onto the rail and I tried to catch my self with my arms and my other leg,...... to no avail. With the added weight of Bailey on front and the lack of strength in my legs because of the hike up the mountain, my other leg went underneath me acting as a sled to my body against the edge of each cement-chipped stair. I finally caught my self a few stairs later and just so happened to catch my self with my legs spread open and the burning sensation of my left leg pinned underneath me and the pain from the right ankle twisted in the chaos, my bladder decided to fail at its ONLY job,.. containing the urine. SO,.. AS I am sitting there basically yelling profanities because I couldn't even help my self and trying for the LIFE of me to stop the flow of urine from running down my leg, I just had to let it go!! After Peter put down all the bags he was carrying (ie diaper bag, camera bag, gift bag, backpack ect.) He helped me up and I look back at the sweet puddle left by my useless, waste of space bladder, and the ginormous gashes in my leg my first thought was, dang, that's gonna leave scars that won't tan this summer!!! GRRRRR!! I found my shoes, put them back on (I know,.. pointless) looked up at the next passer by and gently warned him to look out for the pee puddle, and finished my trek down the stairs. -Amen

Check the Damage!

My sister-in-law, Amanda Bateman, (Yes we used to share that name) gave me this card for my birthday and it just describes me to a T. It also reminds me of Finding Nemo where they scare the Squid and she says, "Agh, you guys made me ink" Story of my life!



In other related news: (not so much related, but more like 4th cousin twice removed or something)

Bailey had her Doctors appointment this week and she is growing like a a bad weed.
Weighing in at 19 lbs 8 oz.(75%)
27 inches long(25%), and
45 cm head circumference(75%)

My Daughter will have a HUGE head, and be a little chubby, with a rather short stature. No I am kidding, those percentiles don't predict the future, but I think it's so funny. She has 6,.. SIX teeth and is a walking maniac. She was chasing her cousins around like a fat kid chases cake.

Probably not the CUTEST picture ever, but it shows those amazing over-sized teeth! So here is a cuter recent picture.