I'm kind of rediculous...

Yesterday I took Mackenzie back to college.
Ok, I took her massive piles of 'stuff' back to college. She took more piles of it in her car.

This doesn't even begin to cover the 'stuff' she brought!

 

This is her 3rd year there which should make it easy for me right?

HA! Not so.

We cried when I left her and I cried off and on most of the way home. Then I cried when I finally got in bed and was trying to go to sleep.

Actually, writing this makes me tear up again.

The silly girl is almost 21 years old so why am I still crying when she leaves me?

It must be because she kind of goes everywhere with me.
She invites herself on our dates even when we tell her she isn't invited.

When we are both home she sits on 'her spot' of the couch while I'm in my chair and we talk as we both stare at our computer screens.
We both love PINK because it is the best girl color. 

We sometimes go on bike rides (our pink bikes) and get chased by dogs. (oops, sorry Baby, I forgot to buy you more pepper spray)

We celebrate football season with Fro-Yo football. (as in when all the boys at our house are watching BSU, we go to U-Swirl for fro-yo. Which is way better than watching football.)

She makes amazing cupcakes, and I like to eat them. Wait, maybe as far as that goes it is good that she's gone;)
When she is here there is always music.
She can't stand silence so music is always streaming out of her computer.  Even when she isn't on her 'spot' on the couch I can hear it coming from her room.
Now I am sitting her without her on the couch and all I can hear is football.  ICK

She 'gets' me because she is just like me.

We kind of hate the same things/people, and enjoy doing that together.
I know, not very Christ-like.
On the bright side, we also 'love' the same things.

Which in our world can someimes also translate into hate. For instance "I love it when people won't move out of the passing lane no matter how slow they are going."  

We also 'hate' when we forget to do things. Another example..."I hate it when I forget that bras are optional at Walmart." (Or the fair, or anywhere for that matter.) We always seem to forget things like this and go ahead and wear one;)

We also both know that boys are dumb.
I have been teaching her that since she was born.
 Even the ones in our house.

We also know that we love them to death and wouldn't trade them.

Most days.

After all, they put up with our 'girl' craziness. Hers more than mine;)

She tells me all her boy drama, or life drama, and then appologizes for unloading on me.

I listen and am so thankful she likes me enough to unload on me and trusts me enough to tell me stuff.

After all, I am her mom.

Not all girls are that tight with their moms.

I am lucky.

She is an amazing and beautiful girl and I hope she can see that in herself.

I hope she has an awesome year and can settle in and enjoy the time she has now.

Oh and when she does get married and move out for good, she better live within and 30 minute drive!
That's All!

I have a missionary!

Elder Justin Robert Miller,

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Argentina Mendoza Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 24 months.

You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, December 12, 2012. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Spanish language.

Oh my gosh, I am soooo excited!I can't believe that my boy is going to Argentina!

I have to say that when Justin was opening his call the anticipation was killing me. It came and he was going to open it that night when we were all home. At least that was the plan;)

Justin seemed pretty calm but it just kept staring at us and Kenz happened to be home. I was dying. It sat there for about 10 or 15 minutes. We discussed steaming it open so the boys wouldn't know but then he finally decided to just open it without the brothers and hope they didn't care. Of course Kenz and I were encouraging him to open it, "but its your choice". Wahoo, he finally decided to do it. He pulled out the papers and looked and looked and still wasn't seeing where he was going. He did see the papers for a passport application and then he flipped through the book and said "well, I can tell you I'm going to Argentina."
  There was a map of his area in the book.

  I finally picked up the envelope and looked inside and there was the cover letter from President Monson saying he had been called and where. We were all so excited.

The funny thing was that just the night before at dinner we were talking about where he could possibly go and Robert said "you know I haven't heard of anyone going to Argentina, do they even send missionaries there?" We all laughed and I pointed out that is where Hayden Summers (my best friend in the whole worlds son) is. Also another friends son just got back from there. Turns out there are about 7 missions in Argentina. Ha! We had a piece of paper from the sunday before that we all wrote guesses on, and the winner was Bridger. His guess was The Netherlands, or Argentina. I'm not sure how the 2 correlate but whatever, he still won. I thought he would be Spanish speaking but was sure he was going to stay in the states. Guess I was wrong on that one. We are all super excited for him and now the work of getting him ready begins. We have 101 days!
  Bring it on!

Oh and don't worry, I already started a missionary board on pinterest and also sent in my request to join the missionary moms website for the Mendoza mission:)

That's all!