The New Addition to My Metal Mouth

These ugly things.

Hideous. I know.

But I guess that's the price of beauty...

Suffer two years...

Get beautiful teeth for the rest of your life.

I think I can deal with it, right?

Let's hope so.

♥ Abigail ♥

April

April. The time of year when the weather is unpredictable. It may rain one day, then shine brightly the next. April. The time of year when you have a right to wear shorts and a t-shirt after wearing snow pants and ski parkas all winter long. April. The time of year when you're actually excited to walk your dog. April. The Easter Bunny comes along, hiding Easter baskets throughout the whole house. April. Who could forget mating season? New life comes in April, making Earth seem a whole lot younger again.

This past April has been a busy one for me. With track five days a week, basketball three days a week, and other activities taking place, I've felt that I haven't had any time for anything, including blogging. I honestly haven't thought about my blog once this whole month. I even missed the Truly Abigail three-year anniversary! Sorry, blog:( I promise to blog at least three times a month this summer.

Like I said, track has been occupying much of my time. We have it from 3:00 to 4:30 every day. Then I usually have some extra-curricular activity afterwards. To sum it up, I have been booked. We had our first track meet last week against Lake Hazel and Meridian. It was a good meet for us; the girls beat the other teams by more than 40 points! I competed in the 100M dash, the 200, and the 4 x 100 relay where I was the anchor leg. I was proud of my times! This is what they were:

100 Meter Dash

Original Time: 15.2 s

New Time: 13.5 s

200 Meter Dash

Original Time: 34.7 s

New Time: 30.5 s

We also won our relay. I was on a 6th grade team when I competed in the relay, but was moved up to the A team with the 7th and 8th graders just recently! Although I was put as 3rd leg, I'm just proud to be in the position I am! Maybe at our upcoming track meet against Lewis and Clark I'll beat our anchor leg's time.

Also, I have been taking piano for a couple months now! I may be just a beginner, but I'm already playing in G position, which with the average 8-year-old, it would take 3 years to learn. I'm definitely learning a lot:)

Hope spring is just swell for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

♥ Abigail ♥


P.S. I ended up not getting braces! I guess my teeth aren't "fully developed". August will be the month!

12 Years Living

On Saturday, December 4th, I turned 12 years old. For me, this is a great accomplishment. It means I am given more privileges, I have survived twelve years of life, and, most importantly, I get to advance from Primary to Young Women's.

Primary, in our Mormon terms, is the place kids from ages 3-11 go for the third hour of our three-hour long church. You sing songs from the Children's Songbook, learn one lesson per Sunday, and suffer an hour of obnoxious little kids. By the time you're ten years old you're wishing to escape into the peacefulness of Young Women's. That's where girls aged 12-17 go for the third hour. Boys go to Young Men's. There you are surrounded by well-behaved girls who are always willing to help with any problem of yours. It is easier to focus, for it is quiet in the room. The only noise you can hear besides the teacher is the hum of the furnace. 

I got to go to my first lesson as an official Young Woman on Sunday. We learned about the Nativity and thoughts about Christmas. For the first time in years I actually enjoyed listening, whereas in Primary I would never pay attention. I am excited to be with these girls; this should be quite an adventure.

As a celebration for surviving twelve years on Earth, I invited five girls over and together we went bowling and watched a basketball game (well, we didn't exactly watch). We had so much fun laughing, eating until we felt sick, and failing in bowling. No one could get the right technique down, so no one got very many points...except for me. Although I used the wrong technique, I scored 98 points, which is my new record! :) Bowling definitely isn't my sport, or anyone's, for that matter. No worries. We took lots of pictures (the ones above are just a few) and had the time of our lives. If I could relive one night of my life again, it would be that one. I don't think I could have a better experience.

Now Christmas is just around the corner; the house is covered in red, green, and lots of bright lights. I can't wait to see what this one has in store!

Oh, how I love December.

♥ Abigail ♥

Thankful

This past Thursday was a special day for my family and (hopefully) everyone else celebrating Thanksgiving. I had a huge feast with my parents and two of my four siblings. The grand dining room table was covered in some of my favorite foods: turkey, rolls with a lot of butter, mashed potatoes, and cooked carrots. It was probably one of the greatest meals in history.

The day before, Dad, my sister Meredith, and I packed up to drive to Salt Lake for the annual dinner my grandmother holds every year for my father's side of the family. There has not been one year where I haven't gone to the dinner. I am always so used to walking into Grandma's mansion and seeing the kids' table in the living room and the adults' table in the dining room. There are name tags set up in front of every platter, each individually written for every person in the family.

The three of us were very excited to once again go to the dinner, for we all were anxious to see our family after a few months, but as we went farther down the highway, we began to go slower and slower until we were driving only 30 miles per hour. The icy roads had slowed everyone down; Dad groaned in frustration. It wasn't until we were two hours into the trip that we realized we wouldn't make it until 8:00. So we pulled into a small town called Wendell, grabbed some lunch, and turned around. Though we were disappointed we wouldn't get to experience the gourmet meal Grandma always prepared, we also knew it wasn't worth it to drive seven hours to Salt Lake and then come back home the next day.

Thanksgiving day was even better now that we were home. This was my first year not being in Utah. We ate a meal that was identical to Grandma's, made by my lovely mother. It was even better since we had Tanner and Mom with us for the special occasion. We ate until we felt sick and had a Scrabble tournament (we are the masters at that game, let me tell you). Then we went to a movie called The Next Three Days. Russell Crowe is the main character, and he plays a father whose wife is accused of murder and is put in prison innocently. He has to risk his whole life to free her from lifelong captivity. It's an intense show; I strongly recommend it.

Now back to the point of the post, shall we?

I have so many things to be thankful for. If I was asked to name everything, it would take days to finish off the list. Literally, I don't think I could be any happier than I am now. To prove it, I'll post some of my gratitude list on here.

I Am Thankful For...

• the Internet
• slippers
• lazy days
• the sun
• Snuggies
• a body built to play basketball
• my chance to come to Earth
• shoes
• my family
• older siblings
• wise parents
• guidance
• jackets
• snow on the ground
• Christmas
• TV
• breaks from school
• teachers
• a personality of my own
• this blog
• capability of choosing right from wrong
• Nike
• my bedroom
• water
• Pepsi
• the challenges in life
• my height
• friends (and lots of them!)
• bikes
• laughter
• little kids
• swings on a playground
• the moon
• Meegan- if you hadn't come to Parker's rescue, he'd be desperate for love by now!
• music
• orthodontists (no matter how much pain they put you through)
• life lessons
• the world
• Cooper
• the mall
• hardwood floors to slide on
• hickey bobbing in the winter
• the church
• an older sister
• three football-playing brothers
• time
• cruise control
• school (no matter how boring it is)
• junk food
• movies
• the night time
• BYU
• loyal neighbors 

I have so much more, but I think I should stop now before I can't stop writing. I just think that I should take more advantage of what I have instead of wasting my time wishing for things other people have. I have so much to live for; why should I use all of my time here fretting about boys and drama and all the other time-wasting things? I ask myself this question all the time, but I don't have an answer for it.

Honestly, I really don't think I ever will have an answer.

♥ Abigail ♥

P.S. My birthday is on Saturday!

P.P.S. Happy late birthday to Parker! 26 years already?!

Life As it Is

Me yesterday (10/19/10)

Me with my frizzy hair today (10/20/10)

October has been filled with lots of excitement and lots of surprises, but since my busy schedule got in the way I was unable to tell of these adventures. Tonight, at 8:44 PM, is my chance. So I'm going to take a deep breath, get my fingers ready for typing, and here I go.

Remember when I told you about Swing Dance? Well, we had the tryouts over a week ago. For a long, putrid week Mrs. Spiers put together a routine, one that we were all required to do. Both my partner, Grant, and I understood it, but we just didn't coordinate well. Our steps were off, one of us would usually mess up on a certain part, and we both had a lot of work to do. We cleaned it up two days before the tryout, practicing constantly, but when Mrs. Spiers asked us to add our own moves, our creativity just didn't come out. We decided to just stick with the same pattern and repeat it over and over, even if by the end of the song we were drenched in sweat. 

It was Wednesday after school, just minutes before the tryouts would begin, that I realized, "What am I doing, trying to ask a 7th grader I barely even talk with to dance with me?" But it was too late now. It was our turn. We walked on stage with three other couples and got in position. My legs were shaking and my teeth were chattering. This was the moment when all the practice was to pay off, but I didn't feel confident up there. Should I have felt that way?

"Rockin' Robin", the song we'd been practicing with for what seemed an everlasting week, blared out of the speakers, full volume. I felt that I had good rhythm, stepping exactly on the right beat. I messed up, however, on an easy move. I could tell the judges were not pleased.

While everyone else out there was doing flips and kicks and twirls and crazy impressive moves, Grant and I just went along, repeating the same choreography that Mrs. Spiers had taught us. I was dripping with sweat, though I tried not to show it. I was relieved when the song ended and the judges had recorded the scores. It was done and over with, and that was all that mattered to me.

The next morning the list of people who had made the cut was hanging out of the front doors leading to the gymnasium. I didn't expect to make it, for I knew I'd done terrible in the tryouts, no matter how many compliments I got from the others. And guess what? My inference was true. I didn't make it. Hurrah. I reported the news to Grant, who didn't seem very disappointed, either. We just went along like it was no big deal. We had been rejected, but that was fine with me. It is how it is.

School lags on, and the lessons get more challenging. There is a test or quiz at least once a week, and the discipline is getting harsher. Tardies are unacceptable with the teachers, being this far into the school year. In fact, the first quarter ends next week. I am both excited and unhappy. I should at least try to enjoy it; I have no choice if I want to skip school or not. Seven and a half more months and we're out for another two months! Can't wait...

Tanner is recovering quickly. Today he even threw the ball thirty yards. There is no pain in his arm, but he can feel the pin that was inserted in his collar bone during the surgery. It must be disturbing to him, but he is used to it. In the next two games he may be playing again!

My beautiful mother's birthday is on Friday. She turns...oh, why does that matter? I can't wait to celebrate the birth of the woman who gave birth to ME. She is the cheese to my macaroni, the Ramen to my Top, the shine to my sun. I love her always and forever.

For Halloween I plan to be a neon freak. I'm going to dress up in all neon and wear lots of glow sticks so that when it gets dark, I'll be very noticeable from far away. Just another example of rocket science from Abby Mangum.

The first Hoop Dreams practice is in the beginning of November. I am so excited, I'm almost losing it.

Life is good...

...but then again, I have a World Civ. quiz tomorrow.

♥  Abigail ♥

Swing Dance; Picture Day; Hoop Dreams

Every year, the middle school creates a program called Swing Team, or as we call it, Swing Dance. It's an optional thing where you can ask someone of  the opposite gender if they want to dance with you in Swing Dance. There are tryouts, practices, and a few performances. (Or is it just one?) Anyway, it's a big deal for the 6th graders. Here and there people are asking boys and girls if they would like to participate. During the Rocky Mountain football game where Tanner got hurt, I asked a 7th grader if he would do it with me. He said yes. This boy is in my ward, and his family is really good friends with mine. He's really tall (pretty much the same height as me...surprising, right?). 

As we all stand in line, our legs are shaking; well, at least mine are. We are in alphabetical order, which means I'll go halfway through. As I get closer to the camera, the seat, the lady who takes your form, I start asking everyone around me, "Do I look okay?" Now, it may be pretty ridiculous fretting about a picture, but this picture will go on my activity card...permanently. I fix my hair quickly, and when the photographer tells me to sit in the seat with my shoulders square, my posture upright, I do just as he says, even though I usually slump when I sit. I try to keep my eyes from blinking, but the bright flash--even with an umbrella covering the flash--is too strong. I blink. I begin to panic, wondering if my picture has me blinking, or semi. In pictures past, I've always been to known to have one eye bigger than the other from the flash. I anxiously await my activity card, tingling inside. Finally, it prints; I stare at the picture...and smile. It was the best picture I'd had since kindergarten. My hair looked straight, my smile looked good, despite the ugly crooked teeth, my posture looked fine, and my eyes were the same size!!! I was overjoyed. Other girls didn't like their pictures, but I was very proud of mine. No retakes for me!

It was a warm September day, just a week and a half until the first day of fall. It had been a long day at  school, it had been a long game with Tanner's injury (read my previous post), and now we were home, drowning our sorrows into ice cream. Remembering the Hoop Dreams tryouts, I jump into the brown stool, quickly go to the website, and find the teams. I made it. But as I looked closer, I saw that everyone had made it, which means an 18-player team. I got confused. After some conversations with the staff, I learned that as the season progresses, they'll place nine in an Advanced Travel Team and the other nine in a development team. It's also possible that I could move up to the 7th grade team if I did good enough. Practices haven't started, but I am so excited to start!

Swing Dance, good-looking pictures, and Hoop Dreams, here I come.

♥ Abigail ♥

Waka Waka

Being the child in the family that is usually on her computer while everyone else watches TV, it's surprising to see that I actually tune in on the World Cup. I like watching the players fake the goalkeeper out and kick in a perfect goal. It's amazing that there's actually talent like that in this world. 

I'm not a huge soccer player; I played for three years, and then I got started with basketball. My parents also didn't want to pay all that cash for club soccer, which is another reason I quit in second grade, the year before I'd have to play club. Today you can keep playing a basic league after third grade, but back then things were different.

The games are so unpredictable. You have no idea what they're going to do, so you're anxious as the players kick the ball down the huge field. The horns blowing in the stands, the cheering, the anxiety in the air is all so exciting to me. It's incredible how a game can be so nerve racking. 

Secretly I support Argentina, but of course I have to cheer on the USA. I mean, I'm a citizen of the United States. Wouldn't it be a little disrespectful to discourage the team's territory I live on? (If that made any sense.)

I especially enjoyed the song Shakira sang at the opening performance: Waka Waka, which obviously explains the title above. It has good lyrics that shows South Africa's culture. I am a picky music listener, and this song is definitely a plus on my list.

On another note, go Celtics!

♥ Abigail ♥


P.S. If you ever try the Template Designer, think before you apply it to your blog! It's almost impossible to remove the template. If you are having problems removing your template, let me know in a comment and I will give you specific instructions on how to get rid of those dumb templates! 

Green Thumb

To me, life just isn't the same without green. Green is the color that shows plants are blooming. Green is the color that can really make a home feel like home. Green can cheer you up. Green can even be a sign of good luck. But most importantly, green is the sign of St. Patty's Day.

Legend says that in the early years of the earth, a man named Patrick was a saint. They say he threw out all the snakes that slithered around Ireland. They also say that he was Christian, and since many of the people of Ireland had no religious belief, Saint Patrick taught Christianity to them.

I cannot live without green because - maybe you don't exactly notice it, but - I'm an environmentally friendly person. I recycle the things that should be recycled, I help my mother with the garden, (we're going to have to start all over with this new house) I care about the animals in the wild, and I also don't pollute and just throw things on the ground. Many of you who know me probably don't see it in me, but it's true.

So, Happy St. Patrick's Day to you. :)

The New Place

Me watching American Idol and being lazy

The kitchen! Our place is still messy, so don't be freaked out.

Cooper's enjoying the new house. He has to smell everything.

More of The King of Cutie Pies

There are still a ton of boxes to be unpacked.

The house itself!!! Beautiful. :)

Like any family moving, settling in completely takes a least a month. With our progress so far, we're sure it'll take us that long, too. We love the new place, though. It already feels like home, even if there are new sounds and new smells. Tanner and I are still trying to get used to the fact that there are no stairs. I guess it'll take a little while to sink in.

I took Cooper on a walk yesterday to explore the neighborhood. There are a lot of ponds. Too many, in fact. Ducks and geese are walking around everywhere, which makes it difficult to keep Cooper by my side. There are two schools across the street from each other. One is called Galileo Math and Science, while the other school is called North Star Charter. Driving to school every morning is a pain with the School Zone lights slowing us down.

We live across the street from a fire station. Mom's glad that we have a place to go if there's an emergency, but it could get noisy at night. We haven't heard anything yet, though.

Tanner and I still go to school in Boise. At the 4th quarter, Tanner will go to the high school, but I'll keep going to my elementary school because I love my friends! Everyone in my family has been trying to convince me to go to an elementary school here in Eagle, but I can't say good-bye to my friends just yet.

Going to the new ward was very strange, but also relieving when my Sunday School teacher found me and took me to the class. The classes separated by age, and the one I went to was an 11-12 year old class. They're all really nice, but they're are in 6th grade so I won't exactly see them when I enter middle school. All the 5th graders are ten, so I guess I'm going to have to wait awhile. The primary is huge though. There have to be at least 50 kids.

Life here in Eagle is going to be okay, I can assure that.

Booyah!

The 4th is my birthday, but I've been celebrating all week. Looks like I'm gonna change the caption for my awesome blog. :] On Wednesday I had a party with some of my close friends. We went to see Fantastic Mr. Fox. It was an okay movie; it's not the greatest. After the movie we went to my house, drank some Coke, ate some pizza, and opened presents. From Ashley I got a $15 gift card to Hastings, a personality avatar thing called a f.a.m.p. from Emily, and a Tigger stuffed animal from Journey. Also, thanks for the awesome lotion gift, Olivia! From Meredith (a little incident happened here, long story) I got HOT Converse. That makes four pairs of my little lovelies. Mom and Dad got me Ugg Slippers - just what I wanted! Unfortunately they were too small. I also got a dress for the wedding. Then my friends went home. ]: The next day we drove to Utah at 6 AM in the morning. (At least I got to miss school yesterday and today!) When we got there we met up with Meredith at Noodles and Company for lunch. I had delicious spaghetti with one of the greatest meatballs I've ever eaten. After lunch we went to Grandma's house to change, and while my family went to see my brother's fiance and other brother enter the LDS Draper Temple, my sister Meredith, my other brother Tanner, and I went to see The Blind Side. Greatest movie EVER! I hope the critics rated it four stars. The movie surprisingly lasted two and a half hours but had a great ending. We then went to a restaurant with American food called Hires Big H with Meredith's friend Tara. I got a cheeseburger and ate it in about two minutes. (It was the size of a Burger King Whopper, so be impressed!) The next day (today, my birthday) we slept in and went to the mall. I got bigger Ugg Slippers and these Converse that are soft on the outside, fuzzy on the inside. They're really comfortable, too. Finally we ended the day with a dinner at an Italian restaurant in downtown. It was a delicious dinner, and we got to meet all of the the bride's (Meegan) family. Mary Ann (the mom) was very generous by giving all the bridesmaids bags filled with gifts. I got a beautiful pearl necklace that I'll wear on the wedding day. We also ate birthday cake with loads of yummy frosting. It was a great night, except for the five-second incident Meredith, Tanner, and I experienced walking back to her car. Not going into details. I'll have pictures loaded on here later. Buh-bye!

♥ Abigail ♥

P.S. Check the update section for the winner of the Theme Poll! :]

Tournament Week

This week was full of basketball because it was our school district tournament week. On Tuesday we played against Mountain View, home of the Bengals. We won by a ton, and it was a good game. We were also lucky to have played that game at our school. Then on Wednesday we went to Morley Nelson and played against Maple Grove, home of the Grizzlies. We won by twenty points in that game. It was much more competitive than the Bengals game, too. Yesterday (Thursday) we played against Cynthia Mann in the championships at Hidden Springs, my dream school with my dream town. It was a rough game because almost the whole team played some kind of competitive basketball club. Only three of us do that kind of stuff (me, Isabelle, and Kirsten), so we sadly lost. I sobbed after the game, partly because they gave out all kinds of rewards to the winning team. I have to be "a gracious loser," though.

This tournament has taught me a lot, but there were things that I strongly disagreed with. Like: not shooting free throws, no full court defense, not fouling as much, and no double teaming in the regular season. I had a great season, though. We all learned a lot from our coach, we got to explore and learn about the schools we played, (well, since I'm obsessed with Boise Schools, I was determined to learn about them) and we got to have fun! GO BASKETBALL!

I'M HOOKED TO TRAVEL TEAM, MY BOOK!

Have a great weekend,

♥ Abigail ♥

Travel Team

I was reading a book today that I found in the school library yesterday called Travel Team. It was written by a reporter of Sports Illustrated. I'm halfway through Chapter 3, and the chapters are pretty long. It's about a boy who loves basketball with all his heart. The only problem is he's been the smallest kid ever since first grade. Now that he's twelve and is watching the other boys enter challenging spots on basketball teams because of their reasonable height, Danny Walker decides to let his light shine. He's been a shadow his whole life, and this is his moment to become a great basketball player, no matter how short he is. He wants to follow his dad's footsteps. His dad was an amazing basketball player, and he was just as short as he was as a kid. He moved on up to the majors. Soon he was leading his team to winning championships and great feats. I love it so far, and I can't wait to read more. GO BASKETBALL!
I hope you're all enjoying Thanksgiving month, and I hope that when it comes, your Thanksgiving Day will be great! We're doing the same tradition: going to Utah for a big feast at my grandma's on the night before Thanksgiving, going to Nani's for a feast on the big day, Christmas and birthday shopping, Parker's birthday on the 27th, then going home soon after that. Then we'll prepare for my birthday "party" which will be on the 3rd, and then we'll drive to Utah on my birthday, the 4th. We'll go back to Utah for Parker's wedding on the 5th. It'll be great, great, great! Enjoy November and all it has to offer!

100th Post!

I think the title says it all - it's Truly Abigail's 100th post! For those of you who have just recently started reading my blog, this website used to be called The Wonderful Adventures of Abby. A year later it was changed to Abby's Blog, Obviously...but that didn't last long. People weren't thrilled about the name. So, I later changed it to Truly Abigail, and it's stayed that way for a while for a while now.

A few months ago I created a craft blog, but since I'm not that artsy kind of person, I changed it to a story blog. That didn't work so well, either, because it was hard thinking up a new story idea, and copying and pasting didn't respond well. I deleted that blog, and so I'm sticking with this blog. Truly Abigail is a year and a half old, and the blog's birthday is April 12th. I'm planning on keeping this blog running for a long time.

I've done lots of editing to the site over the year (including name change, as I've already explained). I've changed my way of writing. I acted mature in some posts, some I acted like someone who people didn't know anymore. Some were funny, but most are just plain me. I've changed the way Truly Abigail looks, like the background. It's been many colors before, but just recently I made a new background found at www.thecutestblogontheblock.com. It's where I got my top header, too, but I went to www.picnik.com for the words and pictures.

I hope you've enjoyed reading my blog, or else this website would have been made for nothing! I hope you're ready for some outrageous posts in the near future, because that's the new theme for 2010. This year was polls, but when 2009 is over, polls are rarely ever coming out again on Truly Abigail. I hope you enjoyed the polls, too.

Peace out, homie dawg, and celebrate Truly Abigail's 100th post!

Obsession

I'm obsessed with too many things nowadays. I'll show you my list. Here it is:

○ hot pink
○ neon green
○ turquoise
○ hugs
○ Hidden Springs, Idaho
○ Boise Schools
○ The Converse star logo
○ Nike
○ Converse
○ Coke
○ music
○ basketball
○ the size of buildings (weird, right?)
○ crazy designs
○ screaming

Yep, that's my list. And in case you don't know where Hidden Springs is, it's about ten minutes away from Boise. Since there are no outlet malls or general stores, the citizens drive to Eagle for their needs. It's the cutest little community, though. The houses are nice, (the garages are in the back of them!) there's at least a small mercantile and cafe, the sight is beautiful, and there's wide open space which is great for kids and animals. I'm not planning on moving there, but maybe when I'm older it wouldn't hurt to live there temporarily.
I'm excited for Halloween!!! I'm gonna be a rapper. Maddie, if you read this, I need those baggy pants with money signs all over by the 30th. I need my costume planned out for the big night! I'm excited!!!
School's awesome. Not much boy crisis, and if there was, I wouldn't go deep into the details like I used to. (The boy I used to be addicted to found my blog!) Anyway, school is just...AWESOME. I'm becoming obsessed with other schools when we go to them for basketball games. It's just awesome to be inside schools you've never been to. :D
Peace out, homie dawg.

Four-Eyes #2

Blog Buzz #4

New Glasses!

Yes, yes, stop your applause. I know they're the most glamorous and flossy glasses you've ever seen in your lifetime, right?! Yes, thought so.

OK, so you see my new glasses? Good, good, and good. Hope you like them, PEOPLE.

Time for a couple polls.

Question: Would you rather be nearsighted or farsighted?

a. nearsighted

b. farsighted

Question: Would you rather be deaf or blind? (I get asked this question all the time.)

a. blind

b. deaf

HAPPY JUNE! HAPPY FATHER'S DAY IN A FEW DAYS, TOO!

Four-Eyes

Guess what, people?

I'm getting glasses.

If I know you in real life, you better not make fun of me! They're actually a pretty cute frame.

I'm not farsighted. I'm nearsighted. Same focus in both eyes.

My mom has wondered why the oldest child and the youngest child have needed glasses. Parker, the oldest, and I both agree after four children in the same family are born, the fifth child is just like the first. Every four children, for abbreviation.

Once I take a picture of me in my new glasses (I'm not getting them for another week) I'm going to post it on here, and then you'll see how glamorous I am. Pink and brown are the color of my glasses. YOU BETTER LIKE THEM.

Have a good summer vacation, PEOPLE.