Kyla did really well, especially considering it was her first meet and she didn't quite know what to expect. Here are a few photos and videos for those of you who care.
Well, after 2 weeks of trying to get the other 2 videos to load unsuccessfully, I give up. If you want to see her floor and beam routines, look at my facebook page!
After the meet was another adventure. As we started home (around 9pm) on super snowy, slick roads, I got a HYSTERICAL (screaming and crying) call from Amaya that went something like this:
Amaya: "Mom, WHERE ARE YOU?!!!"
Mom: "What happened"
Amaya: "WHERE ARE YOU?!!!"
Mom: "were you in a wreck?"
Mom: Were you hurt?"
Mom: "Was Jenny hurt?"
Mom: "Was her dad hurt?"
Mom: "If everyone is fine, settle down! All that matters is that everyone is okay! Settle down, stop crying!
At that point I pulled of the freeway at the prison and called Jared (we were in 2 cars) and he joined me to wait and try to figure out if one of us was going to have to turn around and go to Ogden to rescue her. Luckily they got ahold of another mom who was at the tournament and she was able to give them a ride home. We both had left around 9pm, and we got home at 11pm and Amaya at 1am. That was a LONG night of worry!
Amaya and I got about 4 hours of sleep before we had to wake up and drive to Park City on snowy, icy roads for the second day of her tournament. She played the whole day, not sitting at all. She did a great job.