Working at the Car Wash

On June 23, we were driving past the car wash and Michael asked if we could get a car wash. "That's a good idea, Buddy, but I think we better not. Maybe we can wash our cars for Family Home Evening tonight?" "YEAH!"  So, there was no backing out. We went home, ate dinner, had a quick lesson with the neighbors (since they were outside. In fact, Eva was out riding her bike and said to her mom, "What is taking Michael so long?!" He usually comes out of the house to join her whenever he sees her.), and then washed both cars. 

 One ponytail is hiding because she smashed it with the car wash bubbles. She was pretty proud of herself for knowing what to do with the bubbles. 

It took a lot longer than it should have, and the kids were both exhausted from being up so late the night before attending another Concert in the Park down in Provo. By the end, there were lots and lots of tears. Rachel lost it when we wouldn't let her use the hose anymore, so I took her in the house, gave her a bath, and Brian put her to bed. Michael wasn't too far behind. But, we had fun and both cars looked really good.