The Longest Fry

 

We have spend so much time in the car driving around looking at houses.  We must choose our exterior stone and paint soon.  We are having a difficult time coming up with something we like.  I have seen so many houses!  About 75% of the time, I can name the stone and also know if it is blended and what stone it is blended with!  It's not good.  My head hurts just thinking about it.
We have hit all the new neighborhoods in northern Utah County.  We decided to take a trip down south to check out some fresh houses.  We found a few in Provo we like, which was good to find something you like.  I'm beginning to think I'm too picky.
After dragging the kids around for a few hours looking at houses (they watched Star Wars in the back seat), we thought a trip to the Creamery would make it up to them.  The Creamery was hopping, but we still found a seat and got our food without too long of a wait.
We have a tradition when we eat at the Creamery.  We have a contest who has the longest fry.  They seem to be extra long at BYU.  Kate holds the most wins, but Enoch is close behind.  It's not a big deal, but the kids won't let this die.  Every time we go, we all pick out our longest fry and line them up on a napkin.  And we don't eat those fries.  The kids love it!