Hukill's Hunks and Hunnies

First off, Hukill is pronounced hue-kull. Not that it matters since I one of the easiest last names now, but either way, that is how you pronounce my maiden name. Back to the story.

Every year my Grandma Hukill has a grandma's camp where she takes all of the grandkids. It started when I was two (I am the oldest grandkid, and favorite, by nine minutes). There are now 32 grandkids and great-grandkids. Luckily we don't all go every year, but this year was a bit different. My grandma wanted a family picture so almost everyone came out of California and Salt Lake. There was a total of 42 of us, I believe. It was crazy to get a family picture and you can hardly see anyone's faces because we were so large, but it was still fun!

We then went to my grandma's and she made breakfast for all of us. Now one thing you do have to know. Us Hukill's are major breakfast eaters. I believe that my dad flipped over 150 pancakes, and then there was bacon and sausage and people would have kept on eating if they hadn't shut the kitchen down. One of my cousins seriously ate 10 pancakes. He is just lucky he plays baseball and works out! It was crazy but a ton of fun. Thanks G-ma for feeding us!

Some of the family
My cute cousin Drew (can you tell it was a bright sunny day?!)
"Luke" and Troy
Jonathan and Bree
(he is the one that ate 10 pancakes)

FIRST SET

Yesterday started out pretty well considering it was Sunday and I had an interview at 8:30 and had to get the kids ready by myself and made it there on time!!! I think Brent slows us down on Sundays! I got a promotion in nursery. I am now a nursery LEADER and not just a WORKER now. YIPEE. We went to my parent's ward and ate lunch there, came home for naps and then ate a delicious meal at Deanna's! Then it was off to Grandma's Camp and my mother-in-laws.

Here is the history behind Grandmas Camp. My Grandma Hukill started it 24 years ago when it was just my brother and I. She takes all of the grandkids (the ones that are potty trained) and keeps us for a whole week with no parents at all. We would swim all day, eat, hike, go to water parks, play games, have crazy hair days, matching outfits etc. It ROCKED. We were called the Hukill Hunks and Hunnies. We had a song and everything. I will sing it for you if you ask! haha. OK, I am getting side tracked now. My mother-in-law has adopted the idea and I love it because now Makenna gets to go! So we got her all ready to go and headed over there!

They had set up a mock airplane up and the kids did an in-flight fashion show for us while we got peanuts and Sprite. Then it was picture time. That is when it all went down. Gavin had been crying for the past three hours (I swear it was that long) and so he was getting his picture taken and I heard Kenna scream inside. I went inside and her forehead was being held with blood dripping out of it! She split her forehead open so I called my mom and she picked up my Grandpa and we all headed to the clinic.

Thank goodness for my amazing grandpa! He took great care of Kenna. She only cried for a second when the needle went in and then she was tough the rest of the time. I can't believe how tough she was when it first happened! She seriously only cried for a minute and calmed down and was fine once we got her cleaned up. She now has SIX stitches in her forehead, but she is bandaged and sleeping over at Grandma's house!

Thank you everyone for all of your help! It was greatly appreciated!!!

Before (she was crying because she didn't want her picture taken!)

The amazing grandpa, I mean doctor at work!

After

Check out that goose egg!

The patient and doctor (both bewildered)

The comic relief- (a face only a mother could love)