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For Caitlin

To Grandmother's House We Go

So this is a little late. Oh well. In April, Gideon and Naomi and I all drove to eastern Idaho to drop Naomi back off at school at BYU-I. It as such a fun trip! Gideon graciously rode in the back wit his work buddy who rode along, while Naomi and I had some girl bonding time up front, making secret wedding plans (neither of us was engaged yet...), eating dried mangos and then dealing with what happens after you eat your weight in dried mangos. Don't ask. Gideon and I stayed with my grandparents and had a blast. They just loved him to death. We wrote our names together on the "wall" in my grandparents basement (see previous post). We took a nap in the basement, looked at old pictures of my grandma and grandpa as little kids, I tried on my grandmother's wedding dress (which I couldn't zip up), ate pickled beets and even took some home, and Gideon even wore my grandpa's shirt to church because he forgot his. It was a wonderful little get away weekend, and so great to see my grandma and grandpa.

thoughts about my friend

I am getting MARRIED in 22 days. How did that happen? I am so excited I can hardly stand it. We snuggle and smooch and hold hands in front of everyone. I am responsible for mass nausea of the public as of late. We love to be romantic and we love to laugh. We laugh when one of us farts. We brush our teeth together and end up rolling on the bathroom floor because someone drooled or gagged or something equally funny and gross. We smile at each other from across the room while I'm cooking dinner and he's writing a paper...always makes my stomach flip. He snuggles up to me when I feel like pouting or got my feelings hurt like only a moody, stressed out girl can. We ask each other for fashion advice, and we make fun of each other to no end sometimes. We talk about money and then give each other neck massages from the stress of all the money talk. We chat for hours about what to name our babies, why scary movies aren't allowed, what we should make for dinner tomorrow night, where we would like to serve a mission together one day, and how cute we think each other's funny faces and quirky habits are. Right now he's in class for ONE HOUR and I miss him.