Mar 28, 2006 22:51
How many Mormons does it take to change a tire? Well, apparently more than 3! We went to visit Madison tonight. We couldn't stay very long, though, because she ended up having to babysit. Sooo ... we go to leave, and my back tire is flat. After about 30 minutes of Linn laying under the van, in a puddle of mud [hahaha .. puddle of mud ... ha .. yeah ...] and trying to smash the rust off of the tire well so that we could get it off, Madison's dad came out and took charge. He had it all taken care of within about 15 minutes or so.
Then, I went to grandma's to pick Seth up to find out that the cops had been there. Seth's a big fan of playing with the phone, and apparently, he ended up dialing 911. He hung up, they called back, and my dad almost hung up on her, thinking that it was a telemarketer. So, a cop ended up showing up, and Seth "turned himself in". He ran right up to the guy and wanted him to pick him up. So, he took him out and showed him his lights and stuff. Bummerrrr that I missed it all!
Oh, and Spring is officially here! I had to swerve to avoid smashing two "mating" ducks on the way home from the grocery store.
♥xox