"When I eat Jello it makes my tummy feel all woggle-ee inside."
"I am not wearing a tie to church. Dallin will laugh at me and call me a "church-guy." (Apparently being called a "church guy" is the WORST thing in the world.)
(Talking about his new summer preschool class) "I'm not going to preschool anymore. I'm going to quit...its just not for me."
"Mom, when are you going to take us to Goog-a-ly Goon?" (referring to Lagoon)
(On receiving his "Best Slugger Award" from his baseball coach) "I already knew that I was the best."
(Prayer from last week) "...And please bless that baby won't ANNOY us anymore."
P-man always has something funny to say. He is one silly kid.
Haven't been posting much this week.....my camera died. Hopefully I will get a new one this week. We have lots of fun things coming up.....the 4th (HOORAY), camping at Lake Owahee, and Girls Camp next week.
Ahhhh....Summer Lovin!

The boys loved hanging out with their uncles. They are lucky to have such great young men to look up to! They had fun hanging out with Mason and Preston too!
The skiing/boarding/surfing/air chairing/tubing was incredible! There is no where that even compares! We were able to get Dallin to TRY ON the wakeboard....but that is about as far as he would go...poor guy. As soon as he realized he was going to have to float in the water WITH that huge thing attached to his legs he changed his mind. O well.....hopefully we'll get him out there soon.
We played the 2nd annual Red Rock Challenge which was a huge hit. This years challenges included: starring contest, casting contest (furthest and most straight), American Gladiators (first to push the other one off the raft wins), root beer chugging, icky poo challenge (we used those sticky hand things...first to grab the most pieces of paper is the winner), shaving cream sculpting contest, and many more. Preston and I won! Woo woo!
We had a Mexican Fiesta one night. Uncle James cooked us up some authentic Mexican tostadas. We rocked out to some Mexican hits and enjoyed some corn on the cob smothered in mayo and cheese (insert puke noise here). The chicken was great but I wasn't a fan of the corn.
It was another great year down at Powell!

