White Trash's Step Sister

On a recent trip to Utah we decided to check out the new, and may I might add very fancy, City Creek Center with Grandma Lou Lou and Amy and her kids.  We had enjoyed a great day with the kids and we were walking around the plaza at Temple Square after lunch at the Lion House Pantry.  Amy and I were worried about Lucy and Bradford toddling right into a fountain.  We were worried about the wrong kids.  Amy wanted Marshall and Carston to take a picture by one of the fountains, as they were posing for the picture Marshall lost his footing and down he went taking Carston along with him falling head over heels about 3 feet into the fountain.  We quickly pulled them out, undressed them from their wet clothes as they were screaming bloody murder, and put them in our coats.  After all the excitement we still had to walk back through City Creek Center to get to our cars.  I put Marshall on my back, Carston went on Amy's shoulders with thier naked bodies hiding under much too big trench coats as we both pushed our strollers passed Salt Lake's fanciest folks and store fronts.  We looked like White Trash's step sister.