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Our visit from Anjee, Jeremy, and Josh was the highlight of the month of April. Other than visiting the Handcart park and the Children's Museum, here are a few other things we did:
Somehow, a few weeks ago, Ricky found my old "New Kids On the Block" CD. The kids love it and play it over and over and over again. I will admit that I often sing along at the top of my lungs, but I am a little embarrassed when the kids set the CD player up on the back porch and serenade unsuspecting trail-walkers. On Saturday morning, we had our own little indoor performance. The kids used to love dancing and singing to music at Aunt Anjee's house, so this was just like old times! Later that afternoon, we went swimming at a local pool. This was the beginning of our "trouble makers" streak. Ricky got in trouble for trying to use the paddle boards that were intended for "lap swimmers ONLY!" Rick (who met us at the pool after work) was reprimanded for wearing his normal clothes in the pool area. I got yelled at for taking pictures--apparently, they have a "NO CAMERAS ALLOWED" rule. So, here are some "illegal" pictures of that event:

Later that night, one of our good friends babysat for us while Anjee, Jeremy, Rick, and I went on a date to the bowling alley. We got into trouble there too!! I don't have pictures, but I wish I did. Anjee got in trouble for wearing her bowling shoes outside. She ran out to the car to get her lipstick. There was a guy waiting for her at the door. He crisply informed her that her bowling shoes were for "indoor use only!" Oops! Jeremy got in trouble for bowling with the pink ball. The same guy who reprimanded Anjee about her disregard for shoe-wearing rules, came by and told Jeremy that "The pink balls were for women and children only." Jeremy was a little disappointed because he had grown fond of the pink ball, which had gotten him some good scores. When Rick was doing a victory dance after a good bowl, another guy yelled something at him--we're not exactly sure what he said, but it didn't sound very nice.

On Monday night, we had an "Unbirthday Party" to celebrate future birthdays we wouldn't be able to celebrate together. We made birthday cards for each other and had birthday cake.

On Tuesday, we went ice skating.

We miss our visitors already!! It was such a joy to meet our sweet nephew, Josh, and to watch Anjee and Jeremy as parents. Let me tell you, they are exceptional people and Josh is a lucky guy. I probably shouldn't say this, but I think of all the things I could miss about Washington, the Poll family may top the list. We love you guys!

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Angie said…
I'm sorry you all got in so much trouble. I'm not sure if it was all your fault. There must be some general crabbiness going around. Rebecca and I got shushed at story time because the lady next to us was trying to "focus." Maybe she should have focused more on the kid with her who threw up two minutes after she got mad at us. Then at church yesterday, Josh was saying something to me in sacrament meeting. Before I had a chance to tell him to talk more quietly, the lady sitting in front of us shushed him. I don't think I've ever had that happen before. Maybe some nice summer weather will make people a little bit more pleasant.
May 4, 2009 at 4:38 PM
Anjee said…
We miss you already. Love you lots.
May 7, 2009 at 10:24 PM
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