Andrew Turned 12

Andrew turned 12 years old back in April. Of course there was drama. He begged and pleaded for Paul to take him to the skate park after their special birthday lunch together. He wanted to skateboard before heading back to school. He ended up taking a pretty bad fall. He landed flat on his back right on the concrete. He couldn't go back to school because he was in so much pain. I'm not sure how bad it really was but he seems pretty uncomfortable all afternoon.

That night he wanted to go up to Salt Lake for dinner at the Blue Iguana. We thought it was a great idea. I'm always up for a chili verde burrito and my parents wouldn't have to drive as far to see him and give him his gifts.

It was in the middle of the week so we didn't think we would need reservations. Boy were we wrong. There was some HUGE convention at the Salt Palace. Thousands of MLM people were ALL OVER Salt Lake City. We had to wait over an hour for our table. He was starving and very emotional. After we ate he finally felt a wee bit better. We went over to Leatherby's for ice cream and then headed home for cake and gift opening here at the house.

Trying to facetime with grandma and grandpa in Mongolia while we wait for a table.