worst day

Kirsten came home from school today and announced: "Today was the worst day in the world of Utah, EVER!" (her exact words). Apparently there was a scuffle at school while waiting in line for the bus. The girls were accused of butting in line, so they got sent to the back of the line which is a HUGE deal since they pride themselves on getting right to the front daily. The minute that bell rings Kirsten races outside to secure her place and save a spot for her sister Anna. (I was informed that family is allowed to Butt, just not friends).
Anyway-they both were equally upset by what happened and denied butting. When we asked if they were able to explain the situation to the teacher on BUS DUTY Anna said "Oh no. You Don't want to talk to this teacher. She has a beard!"
A Beard?!! "Well, just a lot of dark hair down around her chin and neck-it's so weird. The kids think she looks like a man and that she could be in the circus, it's that bad."
Now that is bad! This poor woman lives the worst day in the world of Utah, EVER!-every day! You can hardly blame the poor woman for sending kids to the back of the line.
And let's be honest- if it weren't for a really good pair of tweezers and excellent lighting I too would be living that sad tale.
Back of the line kid!

hiding place

I heard laughing and yelling coming from the laundry room bathroom. Then I heard Kirsten yell "Mom, come here quick!" I went to the bathroom, opened the door and I didn't see a soul until Kirst opened the door and they both screamed/yelled BOO!!!
And next time I can't find Lilly, I hope this is where she is, rather than downstairs (yes she has now mastered the art of going down stairs) eating the cat food. Could be worse I guess-she could be eating the Kitty Litter. :)

it's a . . . . .

One word:

ESTROGEN

Halloween

Halloween '07

Happy Halloween!

We here at the Hall home pride ourselves on awesome Halloween

costumes. For those of you who happen to be followers of our past years we feel

confident that you were not left wanting this year as we attempted to dress as. . .

Halloween '08

God Bless and Happy Halloween!

May next years be equally as good, if not better! Those are 2 of my sisters-(sister wives I mean) man did we have a good time! I love us!!!!!

So long Soccer!

It's the end of a successful season.

No they didn't take state or even win all of their games (They finished 2-7)

But it was Kirsten's first season playing soccer, she played in every game and loved every minute of it.

We are so proud of her and her true grit. It was awesome watching her run up and down that field with a look that would scare any opponent. She was fabulous and she has even mentioned doing it again next year.


A few days ago, her coach had a party at Classic Skate. It was Kirsten's first time on roller skates and so I went to skate around with her. Well wouldn't ya know, it was the first time for practically every girl there. Everyone was falling on their backsides and laughing out loud (after letting out a small yell and moan of course)A tear found it's way to my eye as two of her soccer buddies came up, took her by each hand and said "come on Kirst, let's skate and fall together!" That was my cue to leave.

She had a blast with all of her soccer buddies that night.
She had a blast with all of her soccer buddies on the field.
She made new friends who just adore her.
She didn't make a goal or much less kick the ball.
But, soccer was a success this year and man did she score!

last day of UEA

Just a little shout out to dad who after getting himself ready for work this morning made sure to get the girls up for school too-at 6:45 A.M. asking who was showering and who was practicing.

The girls quickly let him know exactly who was doing what. . . "DAD!!!!!!"

No school today :)

Hon- you're the best! I just love that you help out by getting the girls up in the morning while I take care of the baby. Love your guts!

UEA Weekend

Being the FUN MOM that I am, I decided to take the girls down to sunny, warm St George to frolic in the sun and swim to their hearts content.

After packing the car and praying for safety we headed off for what was to be the best UEA break ever. Just the girls and me. I was even in cool mom mode too: candy gallore, movies to watch, fun music, and I had plans to eat out every night and say yes to Kirsten when she asked if she could get a coke. Yes this was it and we were so excited.

Well about 2 hours into the trip as we were ascending the gigantic hill past Scipio, the burb died. The engine just stopped and the irony is that I was just thinking "hmmmm I wonder if this is the hill Elder Holland talks about in his talk 'An High Priets of Good Things to Come' (super good talk BTW) and then nothing-it turned off and I coasted as far to the top of that hill as I could and piled off at Exit 184.

I had no idea what to do and in an attempt to find my purse and call AAA I realized that my wallet was missing. So I call my dear husband Jim who incidentally was at home sick with the flu. While he spent the next 30 minutes making arrangements I had a bonding moment or two doing the following:

*We said a prayer together asking that everything would be all right

*We said another prayer asking for help

*I taught the girls how to pee off of the side rail of a suburban

*We waved at the many cars that had the audacity to pass a pregnant mom holding a baby with 2 girls by her side

*We cheered as Larry the tow truck guy came to save us


* We laughed again as we crammed into the front of his tow truck all the way back to Draper (roughly a 2 hour drive)
*Seeing Jim/dad at the repair garage and being elated at his presence

*Finding my wallet that had fallen out of my purse at home

I had a moment today as I sat in the front seat of that tow truck holding Lilly on my lap with Kirst asleep on my side and Anna resting on Kirst. I was mom in the full sense of the word. I was responsible for these girls -how overwhelming is that? There we were stranded on the freeway, just the four of us and everything turned out ok. No freak outs-but there were few disappointed hearts (including mine) at the thought of going back to Draper. But we did manage to laugh about it and in the words of Elder Wirthlin's mother: "Come what may and love it" were resounding in my head. At least we are all alive and the one creepy guy who stopped to help us didn't kill us.

Creepy guy gets out of the car wearing glasses and has a notepad and pen in his front pocket (probably with a list of names of people he's killed)
Guy:"you girls ok?"
Me: We're ok thanks for stopping though
Guy: Are you all alone? No husband?
Me: Ummm the tow truck guy just called and is only a few miles away
Guy: ohhh ok (stands there for a bit)
Me: well thanks anyway-you are so kind. Come on girls let's get our bags and get ready for the tow truck

The Burb died 5 miles outside of a city that happened to have Triple A. Lilly didn't sleep at all which is weird since the ride down was during her nap time yet she slept the entire time in the tow truck back to Draper. Triple A only covers 100 miles of towing and from Scipio to Draper which is roughly that so we only had to pay $40 for the tow.