I don't know how we survived the last two years without Logan's comic relief... but we sure were glad he was home for Christmas. Most of you know (since maybe 10 of you actually read my blog) that Logan was serving in the California Riverside LDS mission for the last two years. He got home December 1st. He's adjusted well: back working at his old job, dating the lovely Liz, teaching primary, and just plain goofing around.
I have two separate stories to share that just MUST be documented so I can remember how hard I laughed.
Scene: Christmas day playing Cranium with the 2 sister and 2 elder missionaries with my mom, Tanner, Dana, and I.
The question is "Who did Time magazine name as the most influential person of the 20th Century?" The team begins discussing the answer for said question when we hear Logan yell "Toilet paper! I need some toilet paper." So my mom runs upstairs to get him some. When she comes back down she finds Logan isn't in the bathroom. He's actually in the family room and had been in the kitchen and heard the question. He actually had said "Toilet paper... The guy who invented the toilet paper!" We all laughed so hard. Hilarious! Great comic relief!
Scene: A bunch of us in the kitchen eating lunch. Logan just walked in and grabbed a tissue.
Everyone else: carrying on various conversations
Logan to everyone after using a tissue: Aw Dang! What is that awful smell did you spray something?
Mom: What's the problem?
Logan covering his nose with the tissue: Seriously!!! It's following me, its awful! What is that smell!
Mom: It's the tissue.
Logan: Crap! That is AWFUL! What kind of whack tissue is that?
Needless to say, my mom bought herself Vicks tissues to help clear her out. After his experience and us making fun of him for it, he tried to get EVERY other person that walked into our house to try a tissue to see their reaction.
SO glad Logan is home!
PS Stephanie and Lindsay... I need you to change my e-mail for your blogs so I can read them!!!! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!