"Where's Ammon?" My mom asked.
"There's a 'no siblings allowed' rule!" Abby replied, even though we had broken that rule with Katie and Taylor coming, and Lyric and I coming. Haha so we picked Ammon up and he came with us.

Totally squished in the car, (hopefully no police officers read this!) we were off to Ottumwa Beach. That is, until it started POURING RAIN.
Next, we went and got ice cream at the Sweet Spot.
I think Taylor should always have an ice cream cone in hand. It suits him.
But not Ammon, he just looks weird. Haha just kidding!
He got vanilla malt which tasted GOOD.
the boys fighting over mine/Abby's/Katie's/Lyric's oreo wizzard
I think everyone got a lick of that creamy ice cream.
Katie was the first one in. What a brave soul.
Then Aaron got in.
Then lyric jumped in.
I would not go in, no matter how much Ammon persisted.
So then they got back out because the rest of us weren't coming in.
Abby shoved her brother, Ammon, into the water.
Then she shoved me in.
(that's me and Aaron)
We all swam to the island!
Sorry, but no pictures of this messy mess.
Being boy scouts, Cameron, Aaron, and Taylor built a raft for us to float back to the dock!
Being without tools, it didn't really work. Nice try though. :)
Why is everyone looking at me? Oh that's right, I got cut by a stick. It still stings!
That's gross Cameron.
Haha he went under water and got some sea-weed-like stuff on him. It was hilarious how much he looked like the Loch Ness Monster.
After everyone showered and dried off, we played in my basement.
Bowling, pool, and foosball. Could it get anymore fun?
Later, we all went Indiana Jonie-ing. In case you're not familiar with the term, it derives from the country Disneyland and it's origin is the wild roller coaster type ride there. Basically, we drive super duper crazy so it feels like the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland, dodging trees and wild deer. Only in the country, we call it Indiana Jonie.
I drove first, and did a beautiful job. But apparently people were complaining that I drive like a grandma?! Whatever that means... So Ammon took over while I sat in shotgun. That boy just about KILLED ME. He was going like 100 miles per hour and jerking more than Audio Push. It was muddier than a pig after it's birthday, and Ammon drove right into this big mud puddle. We skidded across it and he couldn't stop. I thought it would tip over. But luckily, no one died. And don't tell Ammon, but I had so much FUN!!! He really needs to wash my car though.
MAKEOVER TIME! The girls gave the boys makeovers to look like girls. Fortunately for Cameron, he left, and Taylor was stuck playing with my baby sister Fi Fi. So it was just Aaron and Ammon. Curling irons. Hairspray. Mascara. Eye liner. Blush. Lipstick.
I think you get the idea...
BEFORE we straightened his hair.

AFTER we straightened his hair.




I got to learn a bunch of wrestling moves, and not just arm wrestling. Ammon does wrestling so he taught me all his moves. Watch out big brothers! I now know all the secrets to win. I found out the painful way when Ammon put me in a double chicken wing, but then I pinned him down. PINNED HIM DOWN. Ya, that's right, I OWNED. He went home crying.
Very, very, very sadly, I princess promised to my mom I would not upload any pictures of the boys all glammed up. It was QUITE a sight to see.
After they washed it off, we had fireworks!
Then wrestling!
Brother vs. Sister. Who will win?
Having SO MUCH FUN and never wanting to leave,
Honore :)
1 comment:
That lake is gorgeous! That was the funnest day. I didn't know Ammon was such a crazy driver. We need to use the Hummer or a quad next time.
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