Cheney craziness!

Sundays are days for well... random-ness @ the Cheney home, and funny stories from the weekend:

• I was able to go to the Jazz game with Dad on Sat. We got home at 12 and they were re-playing the game on TV, so the dork that I am, I sat down, and re-watched the Jazz game, AGAIN... Tanner was asleep on the chair, next to me. He kept hitting me with his hand, so I kept moving it. One time I moved him a little to forcefully, and he sorta opened his eyes, but he was still asleep. "Stop touching me you fart-head!" He said through his groggy slurred, barely recognisable words. I started to laugh so hard, I couldn't breathe. "Stop laughing it's not funny." But trust me, it was! In the morning, he had no recollection of the incident.
• Dad was asking if us if we can recycle Domino pizza boxes. Whit said, "well, yeah probably because it is "cod-bord" (cod- like a fish, and bord, like a bore, with a little short d at the end...). She sounded just like an old lady from Brooklyn. It was so funny! For the rest of the day, we all referred to cardboard, as "cod-bord" Good times, good times!
• Shortie and Whitty had another dance comp. Whit took first, first first and third. For her solo, she took third. This was Nationals too! Shortie got first, second, and second.
• Mom did the flowers for Kristie Soffe's ward meeting, and they looked fabulous as usual!
• Dad got to go to the Rocket's locker room. He was paged over the intercom in the Energy Solutions Arena, and they talked about him on KJZZ! Too bad he was gettin' nachos and couldn't hear it!
• T had a soccer game, that turned out pretty ugly... but it was still good none the less. He has also been working on his jump shot on the b-ball hoop.