Pictures, swimming phones, and vowels.

Hey everyone, Emily again.

Today my siblings and I all got together and took Christmas pictures to give to my dad as his Christmas gift. While it is not really a surprise that he is getting them again this year (because he has reminded me and checked on me a million times to make sure I was doing it), he will still cry on Christmas morning... guaranteed. Here are a few snapshots of the photos. Props to my sisters friend [emily t.] for taking the group ones!







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The rest of the day was fairly uneventful aside from a not-so-welcomed arrival of dear old aunt flo. [watch out girls... she came and told me she is arriving to you all soon. yay..... ]


Brice decided to wash his phone in our new washer. Not the most brilliant idea ever. He realized his 'mistake' thanks to the windows on the front-load door. I must say it was pretty hilarious though. Brice walked in, threw his arms up in the air and said,' NO, NO NO.... Oh no... no ...NO...MAKE IT STOP.... MOM... no no no no." My mom was unaware of the situation and became concerned and assured him that the washer machine was 'suposto spin the clothes like that.' After Brice's frantic gesturing, she realized he was looking at his phone, flashing in the water, right next to the clear window. After an exciting couple of moments trying to figure out how to stop this new contraption and unlock the door [trust me, this is no small feat... i almost lost a sock to a locked washed door in Korea. Dont underestimate self-locking machinery] they pulled the phone out. The verdict is still out on whether or not the phone will assume its previous place in life, or if it will need to move on to a less.... active lifestyle.

Leasa arrived home and apparently had a similar situation involving a bathtub, hot water, and little children. Her phone has been deemed 'alive' after the situation though, and continues to perform its normal duties.

On a smaller note. I just figured out how to spell suposto. For as much of my life as I can remember I always spelled it 'soposto' and was haunted by that menacing red squiggly line. I always just resolved to myself that it must be some slang word that was not proper enough to be included in the 'official dictionary.' I had problems with this resolve however, for I never could figure out another word to take its place, and found myself utterly confused and hopeless... for, how could I avoid using such a useful word? Alas, as I was typing it in the above [ok... so its 2 above... whatever] paragraph, the ever familar red squiggle immediatly appeared. I thought through the same thing I normally do... confusion, frusteration... and so on, but then it hit me! What if I had simply been spelling it wrong. I always do have a difficult time using the correct vowels in words... and perhaps this was just another of such occations. A quick flip of an o to a u remedied my situation and left me speechless. Litterally. [ok so... i am laying in bed, and everyone else is asleep... and its not like i was talking before.. ] but I am sure that had I been in the middle of a very intense conversation that required lots of talking on my part, I would have been stunned and left completely silent. Maybe not. Maybe a little. Who knows.

Anyway. My life really has been changed. I use that word so stinking much and.... CANT BELEIVE ITS REAL!

yay vowels.

huuked on foneks wurked fur mi


peace.
em.