
Landon and

I drove with my mom and sisters to Utah last weekend. The girls are starting the BYU semester and we, along with my kind aunt Amy were hauling them and their crap up to Provo. I think I was possessed when I decided to tag along. I had sworn off EVER driving to Utah again, and now I remember why. We left at 6 am, and not even 10min out of the gate and we were involved in a fender-bender. Thank goodness it wasn't our fault... well... legally

anyway. None of us were seriously injured (including our car). I wish I could say the same for my poor aunt who was smashed between our (abruptly stopped) car and the kid behind her who didn't see us stop so quickly. 3 hours, a tow truck, and a rental car later we were back on the road, but not for long. We stopped in Flagstaff

for lunch... and after another 3 hours we hit the road again. The trip continued in this fashion causing us to finally arrive at our condo by 1 am. We picked up Buff who had been living as a transient for the last month in the SLC valley. The six of us spent the majority of the weekend in the car, running errands and gathering supplies for Natalli and Kami. Landon is the best baby in the world, sorry but it's true. He didn't cry or

whine once the entire weekend, which is a lot more than I can say for any of the adults in our party. Buff kept herself entertained as usual, which kept me entertained. We all learned some interesting stories about each other, some funny, some perverted (mom), I was threatened with my life so I can't go into detail. The trip ended up being really fun... well, fun. It was good to spend time with my younger sisters before their semester started, and I'm glad I went!

