I'm exhausted from my vacation!Here's some tidbits:
Ruby screamed a horrible, gut-churning, four alarm scream on the airplane (both ways). Some people said, "Oh, poor thing. Her ears must be hurting." Others shot us looks that could have killed entire countries. We did our best. If anyone knows of some kind of escort service where you fly separate from your children and safely meet them at your destination, I'd be interested.
Luke wasn't old enough to do the Jedi Training Academy and he was crushed. I told my sob story to one of the workers and they arranged a special backstage meeting with Darth Vader and two Storm Troopers. All the workers thought Luke would be scared when they came out to meet him, but he was ready to do battle. (I'm still confused about whether or not Mike named him after Luke Skywalker. He denies it, but he insisted on that name.)We were rockin' the blister pads by day two, but no one complained about it. It was hotter than sin, but no one complained about that either. We were one sweaty, happy family.
I was picked to be in the Indiana Jones Stunt Show. I displayed amazing acting ability and I'm sure they'll be calling me any day to come back and be a regular. We might be moving.
We came home with some fun new toys and super cute farmer tans. What more could we ask for?
3 comments:
Tatum--you are so funny! I am sad that we are two states away and not two desks away! I loved having all that time to chat with you at BYU student employment!
I love the Indiana stunt show! How cool you got to be in it. Did you know the last guy was a plant?
Ha you crack me up. Glad to see you blogging again!
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