Mr. Smith goes to Washington

This last week Craig was flown out to Washington for a job interview! A company that I had previously never even heard of wanted to meet him and give him a tour of the plant. While the kids and I missed him, we're really grateful for the interest the company has shown in him. Plus, our friends came over twice to help the time go by more quickly. Some funny stories for the week:

Vash was playing with his cars and as he pulled them around in a circle I heard him say: "I wan a chicken and fench fies. Tee Too! Go round. I wan chicken and fench fies and SODA! Tee too! Go round."

Am I an awful mother that my son plays McDonalds drive thru? 

Rhyla's got several new words: Ou-sy (Outside), Stuck, Te-po (Temple), and she tries to blow kisses. Also, her favorite thing to do when her shirt is off, is to tip her head back and shake her hair on her bare shoulders.   She giggles and falls over.

Vash wanted to say the prayer by himself the night Craig was gone. Here's what he said: "Heavenly Father, thank thee for today. We sleep good. Please we watch pirates again. Amen." LOL. And yes, we watched pirates again.

The kids taking a shower with the garden hose. Rhyla hates the sun in her eyes, but refuses to wear sunglasses or a hat.

Vash and Sam. 

Rhyla and Josh. No, they're not twins. Joshy just loves him some Rhyla and wants to be near her.

 Saturday was the culmination of weeks and weeks of volunteer efforts. The Dancentenial was a hit! The youth participating did a great job, and I was glad that Craig and the kids got to finally see what's taken up so much of my time lately. (Sorry, the pictures are dark.)

My beehives dancing the Charleston. 

The Mia Maids and Teachers doing 70's hip hop. Jen pointed out some of the boys from her ward that really got into the dances. They were freaking hilarious. If I had to pick names for them, I'd name them Smooth, Hips, and Jumps-a-lot. 

My favorite dance was performed by the Deacons. "Can't touch this!" I've never laughed harder than when the 12 and 13 year old boys busted out MC Hammer dance moves in their 90's hip hop.

Lastly, I guess I still look 17 when I don't have the kids with me. Wednesday night I was walking my beehives to the car, when we were approached by a 16/17 year old boy. 

"Hey, what's your name?"

I wasn't sure if he was asking me or the girls... But it was me. 

"I'm Sister Smith."

Mortified, he turns to his friend. "Dude! She's a Sister!" He scurries off to his friend and comes back a second later. "So.... would you go out with my friend?" I look over at a taller boy that nods at me, suggestively. 

"I'm not sure my husband would appreciate that." 

Another nod from the taller boy and his friend follows us a way saying things like "It's just a date... Come on, just one?" until we got out to the parking lot. My beehives were laughing pretty hard, but I was actually a little embarrassed. It got worse when the boys in the car in front of us were blowing kisses and trying to impress us by hitting each other. They apparently couldn't tell that I was pointing at my wedding ring and saying "I'm married!" from where they were, because they kept shaking it off like, "No, that's a CTR ring," and waving some more.