The Tangrens

My Uncle Mitch called this morning saying that he and my two cousins were in town to check out BYU and wanted to see us. I contacted my cousin Hillary and we met them at the Creamery on 9th to catch up ( in my case) and meet ( in Hillary's case). My cousin Michael is deciding which school to go to next fall and BYU is in the running. So we decked ourselves out in BYU attire and headed for Provo. I say that like it was easy. It was more like: wrestle a shirt on Hyrum pick up crying Noah, pat him a few times tell Hyrum to get in his chair so we can eat dinner, look for Noah's sock that Hyrum ran off with, tell Hyrum to get in his chair again, phone rings, pick up a crying Noah again and try to nurse him while picking up Hyrum's sippy cup off the floor get plates and dinner on the table etc. talk to Derek and realize that I need to leave for the ice cream shop in 10 minutes, franticly eat, get Noah in his carseat with only one sock on, go to get a blanket and see Hyrum walking around with Noah's other sock, put a hoodie on Hyrum as I get us out the door, put Noah in the car while Hyrum lays on the floor playing with his toys, get him into his seat and then get into mine and realize we are suppose to be there in 10 minutes and it takes 20. Needless to say it was a little frantic GETTING there but SOOOOO worth it BEING there.