16 Years

Last year I did something no other woman on earth has done. I forgot our wedding anniversary. Completely. And it was a big one. 15 years to be exact. When Scott walked in with flowers, it took me a few seconds to figure out what they were for. I'd like to blame my forgetfulness on my hip surgery the week before and all the drugs that were coursing through my body. At least I tell myself that to make me feel better. But this year I remembered! Happy Anniversary Scott. Love you much!

The Recorder

I curse whoever invented this "instrument." I have never heard a sound come out of this thing that is even remotely pleasing to the ear. Especially when your three year old has been playing it all day. It's time for it to disappear.



Wondering what is on his fingers? Owen and Chase got into some colorful electrical tape this morning. Chase put it around his fingers so they would look bloody. nice.

Hobo Zoo

as Owen likes to call it.



What did I say while we were there?

"We (meaning they) will stop talking about the animal's butts and their poop."

Not surprising in the least.

Just curious. What do girls talk about at the zoo? The pretty feathers? The gross poo? I have no idea.

Bobby the Ant

You know it's time to get rid of the ants that keep coming into your house, when your son starts to name them.

Well this is a new one.

I've never had any of my boys become interested in peeling.


Hmmmmm. Owen or Chase? Owen or Chase?

Oh and look who walked by as I was literally writing this post.





Well now I know.

Tradition

Ever since Scott's parents moved to Utah from New Mexico, Scott has been attending the Priesthood session with his father, uncles and cousins. Now Taylor gets to join.

I am so grateful for the wonderful support system that my family and I have been blessed with. I hope you enjoy conference weekend.