BACK TRACKING---

On November 9, 2007, Grandma Char and I flew to Los Angeles unbeknownst to Megan. She had begged me to come for her 30th birthday. Her dad was on call and couldn't come and I told her that I had to stay in Utah in case Emily needed me for an early arrival of the baby. Grandma and I arrived, Todd picked us up at the airport, and we went to their apartment and hid our luggage and things in the spare bedroom. Megan talked to me on her cell phone the whole way she was driving home from the hospital, not realizing I was sitting in her apartment. We hid upstairs in their loft and she came in and talked to Todd for about 10 minutes. She went in the bedroom to change her bloody scrubs and we sneaked down the stairs and just sat on her couch quietly. When she finally walked out to the living room she didn't notice us for a few seconds. When she did, she jumped in the air 10 feet high, started to scream, and then cried uncontrollably for 10 minutes. It was truly priceless....as the ad says. We had a wonderful weekend and Megan's birthday will be one of the most memorable! (We had to recreate the picture since she came out of the bedroom minus her scrubs!)