Friday, June 26, 2009

The King is Dead

Dear MJ,

Thank you for your music. Thank you for the moonwalk. I hope you like your old nose better this time around. Thank you for writing "Beat It," so my brother Richard and his friend Collier could have a dance-off replica of the music video at my wedding reception, and also so my sister Lauren and I could break it down at the end.

0:00 Collier's Dance
0:17 The challenge
0:18 Richard's Dance, featuring his crazy tap dance
0:38 Straight out of the music video
1:26 Me and Lauren breakin' it down

We'll miss you.

Katie Hinckley

The King is Dead

Dear MJ,

Thank you for your music. Thank you for the moonwalk. I hope you'll be happier this time with your old nose (it looked better). Thank you for writing "Beat It" so that my brother Richard and his friend Collier could have a dance-off at my wedding reception, and also so my sister Lauren and I could break it down.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

It's a Mormon Miracle

This last weekend, we trooped down to Manti to see the Mormon Miracle Pageant. McKay had seen it when he was little, and apparently, it's a pretty big deal. It's a play depicting the restoration of the Church, and key events in the Book of Mormon. It's performed on the hill in front of the Manti temple, and they've done this every year for about 30 years. This year, there were about 900 people involved in the production, and each night, the attendance is at about 14,000. They still use the same recorded narrative that was made in the 70's, so none of the actors speak; they just mime out what the narration says. And because it was made in the 70's, it has that awesome cheesy dramatic tone to it.

I think the real fun was the fact that it starts at 9:30 every night, but we got there at 6:30 to get good seats, so the three hours in between were spent just milling around. At about 7:00, most of the characters came out in costume to mingle with the audience, and to pass out referral cards. I probably should have been more into the cards, but man oh man, I was so excited to get a picture with some Nephites.

We've been collecting pictures of us in front of temples. Manti makes eight! (Only 120 to go...)

Fun times! From right to left, we've got two generic pioneers (I can't remember their names), Captain Moroni, Young Joseph Smith, and a generic Nephite warrior (who told us he makes it through all the battles).

Holy smokes, it's Mormon!

Add ImageThe play was getting close to starting, and Tyler was winding down. He made it about halfway through the pageant, and then passed out in his stroller. Our pictures of the actual pageant didn't turn out very well. Our camera has night issues.

We didn't get home until about 1:30 AM, thanks to traffic, but overall, we had a good time, and I'm glad we did it. But it's kind of like hiking the Y. You do it once for the experience, and then you don't go again until you've forgotten what it was that made you swear it off. In McKay's case, twenty years.

And I did find me some Nephites.

Friday, June 19, 2009


Our bishop had a small BBQ party at his home last night, and things really started crankin' when his kids got out Rock Band, the greatest video game known to man. Bishop rocked it with Stone Temple Pilots, and his counselors sang Nirvana and Weezer. The rest of us joined in for the last one. There's nothing quite like a room full of BYU students belting out a good 90's song ("Say it ain't so a-woah-a-woah!"). I don't know how I'm going to take these people seriously on Sunday.

But I've got to say, Tyler had us all beat:

Heaven help us, he figured out how to work a microphone.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Our Stormy Saturday

Tyler discovering rain.
I thought you would be interested in a funny little subtlety I just noticed in this video and thought you would all get a kick out of it: at 50 sec. in, as the truck drives by, you can see his hand waving goodbye to the truck. Bye truck!

Our lovely mountain view from the front porch.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true:

Boys, you two are my dream come true.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Losing with Style

We're attempting to be more active this summer than we were last year, so McKay and I signed up for the BYU intramural sports teams. McKay is doing softball, and (surprise, surprise) I'm doing soccer.

McKay's action shot.

Tyler went up and down the sidelines during McKay's games, collecting all the spare softballs, which you can see piled up by his feet. For some reason, all my soccer pictures turned out fuzzy, so here's some clips of my sweet soccer action.

Unfortunately, both our teams have been eliminated from their respective tournaments. My final game was just last night; we lost 7-1, and so our season is over. The other team stuck an Amazon woman on me for the whole game, and I think it was her goal to see how many times she could push me without the referees noticing. Here are my battle wounds:

When she rammed me down, I could hear McKay's indignant yells at the girl from the sidelines. And because of that, my rage at this girl was overshadowed by my thankfulness for such a good hubby, someone who is genuinely upset to see me hurt or sad, and ready to take on my attackers for me, whether in real life or in a game, female or not.

But next time, I'm pulling a Zidane.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Tyler likes:

Dressing up in Daddy's clothes


Snuggling with Mommy

Uncle Patrick

Being Silly