Halloween!

Marching Band!

This year was a great year for the Davis High School Marching Band! We took 1st at the BYU competition and 2nd at the other Utah competitions. At the Red Rocks competition in St. George competing with bands from other states, we took 3rd! At the Band of America pre lims, we took 3rd in our division and 4th overall. In the BOA finals, we took 3rd overall and took the Visual Caption! It was a night to remember! I love the DHS Marching Band!

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Go Clarinets!!!

Sometimes I get to see my Viewmont buddies at the competitions!

The three of us are basically the best of friends when it comes to band! :) I don't think I have laughed as hard as I do with them in years!

...Pageant

A word of advice: if your daughter ever asks if she can be in a pageant, tell her NO! You will thank me later.

I got some cute pictures out of it at least...

I made people cry while singing...

But I am not tall, thin, or blonde...so therefore, I could not win.

But to tell you the truth, I was ecstatic when I lost! It made it so I could do marching band and a lot of other things. If I had won, it would have taken over my life! Bleh! Dressing up is fun as is being in front of people on stage, but I will have to pursue those dreams in a different way!

Problem

On the side of most peoples' blog is says the names of other people who have blogs and how long ago it was when they updated. My blog doesn't do the update thing on other people's blog. How can I fix that so people can see on their blog when I last updated? (sorry if that made no sense...)

Viewmont Prom

Being 5'3" and having a date who is 6'7" is an adventure...

Davis Prom 2011

After the Priesthood session of General Conference, Cody Preszler came to my house and asked me in person to go to the Davis High Prom with him. Of course, I said yes. I felt so bad for the kid though. My grandma S. was sitting on the couch and my dad was standing on the stairs. They both just stared him down. Before he left, my dad had to tell him to be 10 minutes early to picking me up so he could be questioned. My mom said he better bring his resume and I said he might as well bring his temple recommend. We said something about a bow and arrow and a gun...As he was leaving, he looked at me very worried. "Is your dad serious?" Of course I smiled as said "Yep!"

Our activity was very fun. Our group went to Walmart and played hide-and-seek. Cody and I won the first round and found Karl and his date, Melissa, during the second round. After that, we went and played at a park and had pizza. It was very fun. The dance was enjoyable too. The girls felt so special with all the guys in the group trying to be perfect gentlemen. It was cute.







I happened to get asked to the Viewmont High School Prom by my friend Nathan. There were balloons shaped into what was supposed to be a crown and in each balloon was a crayon with a letter of his name on it.

Boys will be Boys

I had the opportunity to babysit four little boys the other night. The oldest is 8, then 5, then 3, and 8 months. I was sitting and watching them play the wii thinking about their family. Four boys, not girls...I just had to ask them if they wanted a sister. I got some funny responses.

8-year-old: No. I don't like girls.
5-year-old: Yes. Then there would be more kids to play with!...and...I kinda like girls.

I asked if they had any friends that were girls. The 8-year-old didn't, the 5-year-old had a lot, and the 3-year-old had one. I told them that a lot of my friends are guys to which I got the response...

3-year-old: AND THEY ARE NICE TO YOU?

I sent them up to get ready for bed and stayed downstairs for just a minute. I heard something about a toilet and ran up to see what in the world was going on. I got up there just in time to see the 3-year-old standing with both feet in the toilet. All three older boys had wet hair. EWWWWWW! I told them that they should not play in the toilet because that is very gross. Their only responses were...

Boys: We put our hands, fingers, feet, and heads in there! It's not gross to us! We are boys!

(Boys are disgusting!)