Tanner's Great Adventure

Shut up.

Just shut up.

This is my son, in the ER.

Yes, I think someone has Munchausen's Disease.

Or maybe, just Hypochondriacism.

(I know that is not a word, shut up again.)

2 words-

KIDNEY STONES.

At the tender age of 16.

On the day before his last football game of the season.

So sad.

There is not enough medication in the world to take away kidney stone pain.

Poor poor urethra and ureters.

And pride.

Tanner had to have his private parts (or "tenders" as he likes to call them) handled by a female MD.

Just to make sure it wasn't testicular torsion.

TMI?

My blog, my choice.

Shut up again.

Then, that night was a wonderful surprise.

An invitation to the next dance which is girls choice-Bingham Ball.

It's a formal dance, which means renting a tuxedo!!

Woot, Woot!!

Tanner was excited to see who was asking him and his shredded ureters to the dance.

He was a bit dreamy after finding out who was extending the invitation, but then again

that could have been the Percocet.

This girl is from a wonderful family in our last ward.

It will be her very first date and it is a great compliment that she wants to go with my son.

I am so excited for them, they are going to have a blast.

Can you see the little hole in the cake where her name was?

Such a cute idea-if you can't tell by the picture, it is 2 bundt cakes, one upside down
and then another one on top of it.  A green ice cream cone completes the pumpkin cake.
So cute! And really sooo yummy!

I tell you, it is the most wonderful time of the year!!

He answered in a really cute way.

At least I thought it was cute.

He got her a bouquet of flowers, a stuffed animal, some candy bars and a card.

All of the items had a price tag on them..

(i.e. flowers...$8.99, stuffed animal...$4.99, favorite candy bars... $2.39 etc.)

And then the card said..

"A date with you to the Bingham Ball... priceless!"

I know... so special...