Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
From the Mouth of Aves
Last week my brother called early and told us (on speaker phone) that my sister was in labor and that the baby should be delivered within the hour. The girls and I were excited as I put their backpacks on and sent them on their way.
We live in the back of a cul-de-sac and it wasn't until Avery got all the way to the corner that she decided to ask/shout her question.
She yells, "Hey Mom! Are they going to put the baby in a box or something?
Or is someone going to hold the baby when she's born?"
(Remember, she is 4 houses away.)
I yell back the obvious, "No. They are not going to put the baby in a box!"
She shouts back, "Well, Jake said she was going to be delivered.
Does Auntie Josie go home without the baby and they mail her to their house?"
Time to buy some Amelia Bedelia books. . .
Friday, October 16, 2009
You Are Welcome
I forgot about that and she eventually ran over to play at a friend's.
It all started with noticing Rocco's freshly-filled bowls. Then the note above my bed that she had just made. Then Avery's bed, Eden's bed, and finally - our perfectly organized closet.
Each with a "Your Welcome" note.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Wedding at Sundance
Friday, October 09, 2009
Beautiful Macy
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
What Happens in Vegas Sta- well, Goes on my Blog
Thanks to a 5 day break from school, we headed to Las Vegas. During the trip, Ben caught a flight to Austin, Texas for a concert with our brother-in-law, David.
Meanwhile, Megan and the girls showed me and my girls a good time.
We love the Bullochs!
Megan and I crafted...
Had a birthday party and got to swim...
Megan made sure I remembered how long my legs are...
Had a night-out with Megan and Roger and without the kids...
And got to go home with a member of the band. . .
Monday, October 05, 2009
I Think it's Genetic
I have absolutely ZERO weight to throw around on this issue...I still wear flip flops in the snow.
Post Script: Why Cabela's? Well, because yesterday Avery asked if we could "go to that place with all of the dead animals where they take their skin off and put them on pretend bodies and then put glass eye balls back in??"
Oh, Cabela's. Of Course.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Racing the Horses
Another great year at The Races!
Thanks to everyone who came over and made the night. It's been eight consecutive years of serious competition. This year Lancelot took the race and Lorum Ipsom bet his way to a prize. Ben and I are grateful for such great people in our lives. Even though I am among friends, I still get insanely nervous every time I am called up to race! I'll never get over it.
Beth (aka Lancelot), our Grand Prize winner.
I think it was around 10pm that the effects of drinking about 12 abandoned drinks and leftover cupcakes took-over little Eden's body as she suddenly started to scream uncontrollably; she stopped - as if I had pushed a mute button - the second her head touched her pillow. I think I was the same way about 4 hours later.
The girls were put to bed, lights out and way way too late, when they started to cry that they were "soooooo hungry". I insisted they were just tired. But their insisting won out my insisting and they came downstairs for a midnight dinner. They were so sweet - refusing anything with sugar, just had a little chili and stumbled their way to bed. I am in love with them.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Paddle Boarding
Last night, the girls from The Mandate and I went out to celebrate Jeannie's upcoming nuptials. Brooks took us all Paddle Boarding at a reservoir near Park City. It was absolutely beautiful; the water was glass and there were baby deer nearby. Yes, baby deer.
Brooks gave me a 1 minute tutorial in the icy water and sent me on my way. I loved it immediately.
It was a great time. Thanks to Brooks for putting it all together.
Jeannie, the bride-to-be.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
State Fair
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Dear Self-Proclaimed Blog Stalker,
Is the second letter of your first name A? Is the fourth letter of your last name M?
Then yes, I am talking to you.
Ben tells me communication has been a little one-sided as of late.
It's not fair.
So, consider this your personal invitation to come over one night (or two, or three) next week.
We'll all have dinner. And yes, if you insist, we can start another Connect Four Championship.
Ben and I love you and the girls don't even know you! And that makes me sad.
We need to change that.
Email me or Ben, pronto.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Ode to Jake
Happy Birthday to Jake!
We got to have a rushed - and I mean rushed - party for Jake on Sunday afternoon. He had a photo shoot in Albion that evening ("Albion? Where's Albion? Right by Declo, of course.").
My mom brought "the party" over to our house in her car. Bless her heart.
I honestly don't know what I would do without Jake. He is one of the best friends I have ever had. He works down here a lot and we get to have him stay with us - sometimes weekly. We even transform the Toy Room into what I like to call "The Chateau."
I am grateful for him and for always getting me to laugh harder than I had all week. It is so nice to have someone around who "gets you." Everyone needs someone like that and I am glad to have Jake.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Great to be Eight
And with good reason. We had a birthday and a baptism all within one day of each other.
It all started with a big jump - very early - onto our bed, hoping to spot the African Dwarf Frogs she had so desperately hoped for. We made her sweat it out a bit, but eventually pulled the little guys out.
That was followed by being VIP in class (large poster needed) and cupcakes delivered.
Followed by her main birthday request - to be dropped off at her dad's shop to spend the day working for him. . . with a change of clothes ("Very important, Mom.").
Followed by a (very hyper) "Late Night" with 2 friends.
Followed by a baptism the next day.
I'm tired.
When the cat's away, the mice will play.
Eden finally got her chance near the frogs after Téa left for school.
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Sweet Téa
My baby turned 8. It is all going too fast.
It was just yesterday that I was walking into the water to be baptized, worrying that my dress would come up. And it was just yesterday that I met a cute boy in Idaho named Ben. It was just yesterday that we sat silently on our couch with bottles of root beer staring at our 2-day-old baby sleeping in her car seat on the coffee table - not quite sure what to do next. It was just yesterday that it was winter and the little 3-year-old ran around the house in her bathing suit just in case it warmed up. And now it was just yesterday that she was baptized.
I am so proud of her and love her even more than yesterday.

Sunday, August 30, 2009
Back to School
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