So I have to write this story down because 1) my friend Jodi has made me tell it a couple of time because she thinks it's so funny and 2) it just shows how dynamic our family is.
Every Monday and Wednesday morning I play basketball at 6am. A lovely girl named Andrea comes over to my house at 5:45 and just hangs out until her ride come and gets her for seminary. Well I got home one morning and this is what she tells me (keep in mind that Andrea is very shy and quiet):
Jessy: So how was everything? Did they all stay asleep?
Andrea: Well one of the girls got up and went into your room. Then they came out here and told me you were gone. I told them to go back to bed but instead she went and picked up her Little Pony. Then she stood at the steps so I told her again to go back to bed and she did.
Jessy: Was is Kali or Madeline?
Andrea: I'm not sure.
Jessy: Kali is 5 and Madeline is 3.
Andrea: I think she was 4.
Jessy: (me thinking, 4???? I don't have a 4 year old. Crap Jessy....you're going to have to say it.) Okay..I hate to say this but was she white or brown? (That's the part Jodi can't stop laughing)
Andrea: OHHHHHH....she was white.
Yep, sometimes in desperate situations I guess it's the only thing left to ask.