Tonight we went to the
BYU vs. Utah basketball game. All was well...
Jimmer was playing great, the new pump up
pre-game video was amazing, we were dominating...until
Claira decided that she should puke all over me. And continue doing so until I made it to the bathroom where she puked a couple more times in the sink. She even puked inside down the bag of baby wipes I was carrying. I strip her down and then clean up ALL the mess. Me, her, the sink, the floor. Thankfully, Than let me wear his sweatshirt and
Claira got Camry's jacket. My favorite is the guy on the way out who sees Camry cold walking without her jacket that says, "Hey, where's your jacket?" like I would just take her out without a jacket at night in
january. So, I feel the need to explain myself...yes...there was lots of puke...naked baby...blah blah blah. We all laugh and it's funny. Love that guy. Love that
Claira. Love the 'cougar tail' that we bought for the kids which is like 2 feet of maple donut. I always thought....who in the heck buys those things!?!?!?! Oh, psycho parents that bring three kids 5 and under to the game. That's who. That's why they make 'em. Now we're watching highlights and finishing packing for our trip to Cali tomorrow.
Woohoo! What a day. It started with doing laundry and cleaning for our trip. Making salsa and Kathy coming over, then off to
Than's soccer game (which they won), then of to the AF rec. center to take the kids swimming. And then getting everyone dressed in cougar gear in time to grab some food on the way down to the game. I don't know about you, but
i'm tired. And poor
camry was tired, too. She kept saying, "I just wanted to go home after we ate dinner." I know, Cam. I know. But that wouldn't be a typical day of a Hancock, now would it??? And you really wonder why Claira threw up.