Surf's up!

As soon as we got in town I had a run in with my typical traveling to Utah illness. Like clockwork it happens every summer. I guess I stress myself out too much preparing to leave or something, but I was so bummed because it was the last couple of days I would get to see Damian and I had to miss out on a day of boating with my family.

The boys are going through some kind of weird fascination with their boy parts and anything that has to do with bodily functions. I know, it sounds like just a boy thing, but Carter and Landon have issues. They find potty talk of any kind absolutely hilarious. Today on the way to the lake, Damian was rockin’ out to some song on the radio, which apparently rocked Landon’s body. Landon said, “Dad, my johnson is dancing in my diaper!”

When they got to the lake, Carter was eager to jump in and surf with Damian. Damian bribed Landon with a pack of Skittles to get him to surf with him, but try as he might Eden wouldn’t cave. Eden came home mad because her brothers were making fun of her that they got to pick a treat out at the gas station and she didn’t. I don’t know how daddy’s little girl could let her daddy get away with that one. Deal or no deal, daddy that was naughty!