FINALLY...that's all I've got to say about this! We finally made it out to the lake for the first time this summer. We took the waverunners out this time, and Stefen, Chris, Aniston and I went. It was a chore getting them unloaded with Stefen in the car keeping it in park, Chris catching the waverunners, and me unloading while all the rich snobs with their Master Crafts and Esclades watching us struggle and impatiently waiting to launch their boats. We decided we needed to go when more people could come, and that I need more muscles. Oh, and I forgot to mention the slime on the boat ramp. Both Chris and I slipped our fair share and a few curse words might have slipped out of my mouth too. After all that we went out and had a blast!! Aniston really didn't like it, but she is a trooper and sat there with eyes closed and didn't say much. I think she actually fell asleep towards the end. It's so funny to listen to her tell about the boats and the noise they make and the water spashin' in her face. It was a much awaited trip that ended up being a blast, as always!!
Now for the NOT so fortunate event...
My parent's ward had their campout which started on the 22nd. I had to work that night, so my parents said they would just take Aniston up with them. I had a bad feeling right from the begining, and I was worried for a few reasons: #1 Wild animals and their tendency to be wild. #2 Water. It is dangerous and little kids fall in so many times because they are wild. #3 Aniston is wild. She gets into trouble because she is wild. So there ya go, 3 perfectly valid reasons to be worried, but really it was a gut feeling and I just knew something bad was going to happen. But, I trust my parents and knew they would take care of Aniston because they ALWAYS do. So feeling ill and very emotional, I buckled her in her carseat and held back tears as they drove away. I then went inside and said a prayer, one of many that day, and tried hard to have faith that all would be well. I got busy a few times at work and didn't think about it, but I was physically ill most of the night. I really just kept telling myself that I was being a worry wart and that I was going to need some heavy ulcer meds if I didn't quit it. After work I went home and showered and then called to make sure Aniston was ok. My mom didn't answer her phone so I called my dad who had already come down to do a job. He said everything was ok, so I just put my phone by my head and tried to go to sleep. My mom called me about 30 minutes later and said that Aniston had taken a spill out of her high chair. She said she had hit her eyebrow on a chair and that some of the ward members had helped cleaned it up and said it probably would be ok. My mother is a very cautious lady, so she said that she would take Aniston to Instacare if I wanted her to. She ended up telling me she thought it would be best just to take her and that she would call me and tell me what happened so that I could sleep. Hahaha...sleep...when my baby girl has gotten hurt...hahaha. I freaked and hurried and threw clothes on and jumped in the car to meet them. My mom got there with Aniston and I just wanted to cry. She had a few other bumps on her face and I just felt horrible that something had happened to my baby girl. I also felt a lot of sympathy for my mom, she felt so bad. So, after a VERY TRAMATIC process to stich up her eyebrow that included a pillowcase and a sheet to tie her arms back, me holding her legs down, my mom holding her upper body down, and two nurses holding her head still, this crazy but experinced doctor stiched Aniston's eyebrow up(3 stiches I think). Aniston freaks if she is "stuck" and can't move freely, so this was probably more tramatic in that way than it was having her eye stiched up. I had to laugh when she was trying to blow the sterile towel off her face, that's my girl! So my little princess has a few stiches, some swelling,and a bruise that looks like she got into mommy's make up. She's done really well considering and we just have to keep reminding her not to touch it or pull off the bandaids.
I really feel so thankful and blessed that nothing more serious came out of this. I know that Heavenly Fater answered my prayers and kept our baby safe. A few stiches are welcome if that's all she ends up with in her life. I thank my Heavenly Father for Aniston every day, and for her health and safety. She is so special to me.
Aniston was back to normal so we went up to the camp to have dinner. She found a bike and took it for a spin, she's so stinkin' resiliant!!
BIG squeezes for Daddy and Mommy!! I love when she grabs us and pulls us in for one of her big squeezes. 
Being a little shy when I asked her to give me a big cheese so I could take a picture of her hurt eye.
I caught her while she was busy eating berries. The brusing makes it look even worse! I'm going to get a picture, maybe, when they take off the steri strips to take out the stiches. I'm pretty sure that the whole event will be almost as bad as getting the stiches in!
