* Crew has finally figured out how to get London's goat and is constantly making her cry through teasing. It probably doesn't help that she's out of her own realm and, therefore, not 100% and easily put into tears.
* Prayertime - London demanded help - which she never needs - and then when I said "we're thankful that we can play with our cousins today" she stopped, looked up and said, "I don't want to say that." I'm thinking it had something to do with Crew's new hobby of teasing her. She's never refused to say something before.
* We went out for Shane's birthday last night and it was fun talking at dinner about their trip and various other things. Then we saw Indiana Jones which I saw last week, but once again was reminded that no matter how much people criticize it, I think it was pretty classic Indie and maybe people have just moved away from that because it's a new time period.
The best part of the night happened on the way home at midnight. Midnight in Enoch, Utah and cops are bored. Shane got pulled over just down the street from the house. 5 miles over the speed limit (going down a hill) and he failed to dim his lights going down the hill and the poor cop had a hard time seeing because of it. The best part was that after taking his license and paperwork, he comes back and says, "Mr. Adair, have you been drinking tonight? Because it smells like alcohol in this car." Mom, Gina and I couldn't help but giggle which may not have been a good thing. Shane replied that there had never ever been an ounce of alcohol in his car or in his body before. I mean, yes, he may have looked like a polygamist because we'd dropped Tyler off at the shop to get his truck, but I don't think you go out to the local bar with a newborn, do you? I hope people don't do that. So he asked Shane to get out and take a sobriety test. Crazy! We were dying laughing and Shane was pissed. He knows the chief of police very well (Shane's buddy's with everyone) so I'm sure they'll be having some words. In the end, he wasn't issued a ticket and we were on our way. Oh, you always have adventures when you're with Shane.
* I think I'm off to take the girls on a Cheetoh ride. The Cheetoh is a vendor bike Shane bought in Mexico. So classic South American that it makes me die laughing. The girls sit in the front (where whatever the vendor sells would normally sit) and the rider is in the back. It's great fun and I'll definitely have Cheetoh pictures to post when I get home.