Thursday, November 17, 2016

To dog or not to dog? -That is the question.

As I was cleaning out our cat's litter box just now I was trying really hard not to dry heave. The smell literally sickens me as I scoop the poop into the garbage can turd by little turd. But what's worse is when I ignore the litter box for weeks at a time and the smell starts to permeate throughout my entire house. I never in a gazillion years wanted to be one of those people that neglected litter boxes and made my house smell like animal feces and wet animal hair. I just can't live like that, yet it still happens from time to time.

So I was thinking about how much my 6 year old son loves this cat and the fun story about how we found him as a kitten in the bushes and started thinking and wondering if I would've kept him had I known what animals were capable of?

For example, If I had known that this cat was going wake us up every night by purring on our faces and scratching at our beds would we have kept him? 
If I had known he was going to escape out the front door most nights and then come MEOWing really loudly at our bedroom windows at 2am would we have kept him? 
If I had known he would develop a disgusting habit of peeing on our bathroom towels if they are left on the floor would we have kept him? 
If I had known that this past winter he was going to stop using his litter box downstairs and start sneakily urinating behind the guest bed upstairs until the entire house wreaked of cat pee causing me to spend hours trying to clean it and now we probably have to rip out the carpets in that room, would we have kept him? 

The same situation goes with our two dogs. We have these two Border Collie dogs that we got for our boys three years ago, yet once the puppy stage was over they pretty much lost interest. Now I am the manager and  caretaker of these two dogs, and I didn't even want them in the first place! Gratefully we've gotten to the point where they finally feel like family, but boy oh boy- it took us awhile to get here.

So here we go again: If I had known these dogs were going to chew up everything in our backyard including our sprinkler heads and my summertime water bed and the side of the house, would we have gotten them? 
If I had known that one of them could easily scale over our high fences, escape constantly, and spend time at the local animal shelter costing us pricey extraction fees, would we have gotten them? 
If I had known they would get ticks and fleas and require expensive treatments, would we have gotten them? 
If I had known that one of them would have to to be kept on a dog runner all his life because of his Houdini-escape-techniques, would we have gotten them?
 If I'd have known that they were terrified of fire works and would either escape the backyard, run away, or break through the downstairs glass window to get into the house and therefore keep us from ever planning any vacations around the 4th, would we have gotten them? 
Would we have gotten them if I'd have known my boys aren't that interested in playing with dogs, walking dogs, or spending time with dogs? 
Would we have gotten them if I'd have known that picking up dog poop makes my kids sick to their stomachs and nearly vomit and my husband is too busy with work making it my responsibility to pick up the dog poop? 
Would we have gotten them had we realized the expenses of their dog food cost us about $250 per year? (Money we could use towards our children's needs?) 

Would we still have gotten them?? 

These are the questions running through my mind as I'm frequently chasing our eagerly escaped dogs down the street or scooping cat litter for the tenth time this month, and the answer in my head always comes back NOAbsolutely, positively NO we would not have gotten these animals to be our pets if we had known all the future consequences of our decision to take them in. 
Do we love them? Yes. Do we enjoy their adorable antics and fun behaviors? Yes. Do we appreciate their innocence and vulnerability to be completely dependent on us humans to feed them and care for them each day of their lives? Yes. Do we have fun taking them on frequent hikes and walks and explorations in the wilderness? Yes!
But seriously, that's about as far as it goes because I am not a furry pet person, and come to find out, neither is my family. Therefore, the fact that we continue to keep these animals and care for them is more a sign of our loyalty to the responsibility we signed up for and duty to these little souls who are dependent on us, not because we can't imagine our lives without them. (Because boy oh boy I can certainly imagine my life without them and it's kinda nice.)

Now animal lovers don't get me wrong, I don't hate my furry pets, I just don't believe that everyone in the world gets the same satisfaction out of keeping and befriending animals. I am really happy we got to rescue those kittens and that my six year old has such a sweet bond with his cat. This cat is going to be a really sweet love story he can remember all of his life and I'm glad we got to do it. And when I look at our doggies I know in my heart that they are ours to love. 
But, I won't do it again. In fact, these are the last furry mammals we will probably ever own....until our kids are older and can take full responsibility for their own animals if they choose to have them. Knowing this fun fact makes my poop scooping adventures that much more bearable!)

And I just realized that this post really has no point to it other than me feeling the need to vent that I am not really an animal person.  So here's a picture of a dog guarding his waffle: 

Sunday, November 13, 2016

October 2016 Calendar

Better Late than never, right?

October 1 and 2--general Conference weekend. These church conferences happen twice a year where we get to relax at home and watch our wonderful, strong, amazing church Leaders give spiritually uplifting and morally guiding talks.

October 4- I went to the chiropractor as my hip had been hurting me and my body just felt "off" since I ran that half marathon back in August. I couldn't go jogging, I was walking with slight discomfort in my hip, I couldn't sit down without pain in my hip, and my back kept hurting under my shoulder blade. After seeing the chiropractor I found out that pelvis was tilted backwards, causing my right leg to be shorter than my left leg. I also had a rib out of place. After a few minutes of putting everything back in it's rightful places, I was as good as new. No more pain and I'm running again! God bless chiropractors!

October 9-Got to substitute in nursery with Malachi. Love all those cute babies.

October 12-Jonah went on a field trip to the Braithwaite Art Gallery. he came home and told me that he wants to take our whole family there so we can see all the cool art.

October 16- Was asked to serve in our Relief Society Presidency as second counselor. I gladly accepted. I am excited to serve the Lord in new ways. I am nervous to give up more time. However I know that when we do the Lord's will we are blessed ten-fold.

October 17-Started homeschooling Z-boy again. Now I have Z and O homeschooling together, which has been fun for the both of them, those best friend brothers.

October 18-Micah and I went out on a date to St. George. We ate at In-N-Out burger for the first time in over ten years. Meh. I just can't get that excited about a burger and fries. However we also went to the temple and did work for our ancestors which was pretty awesome.

October 24-We had concrete poured in our front yard and extended the driveway. Micah worked really hard to make this happen. Zadok and I helped under his direction. We now have a bigger walkway and driveway for better convenience. It was really rainy that day and we were all sick, but it turned out nice.

October 27--I organized and threw a Cub Scouts mini-Halloween carnival for our Dens.  We had games like monster bowling, bean bag toss, balloon darts (my game), and musical chairs, and made caramel apples! It was a blast! I'm going to really miss being Cub Master!(although they haven't released me, yet!)

October 29-Our boys were invited to a neighbor's Halloween party. They got all dressed up and had a blast. It was fun seeing them playing with all the cute neighbor kids.

October 31-HALLOWEEN! Trunk or Treating, Trick or Treating, and fun with friends. I sure do love dressing up and enjoying the holiday festivities with my boys! This year Z was an archer, O was Thor, J was a ninja, and little M was whatever J was last year--a doggie.

October was great!

Getting the yard ready for concrete.

Zadok writing out his movie script.

 Fun at the Cub Scout carnival! Odin and Jonah helped me paint that wooden pallet for the ballooon dart game.
I also asked Odin to make a sign that said Bean Bag Toss and he ended up making a sign that said "Bean Beg Toos." He claims he wasn't paying attention to the spelling. hahahahaha

 The MIGHTY Thor!
 Those are Root-beer flavored worms by the way! Yum!

 3/4 of my adorable boys

 My friend Hannah and I. I'm still not sure what I'm supposed to be.
 These two friend showed up with the same costume on and didn't even plan it!

Guess who?

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Seven days of Celebrating Marriage

With our 12 year wedding anniversary coming up, I thought I would re-post the challenge I had posted on facebook several months ago to celebrate and support marriage! It was really fun for me to think up things to post about my husband everyday for seven days, and I'd like to post them here so I can see them again (I never go back and look at my old posts on facebook.)

 (Day #1)  I met Micah on a blind date on a cold night in February 2003. I was going to college in Utah. He was a homeless hippie aka Wilderness-therapy guide. It was love at first sight. We got married 9 months later after falling deeply, happily, madly in love. I had no idea how to be married or where life was heading, or what to do next: Getting married was a HUGE leap of faith with trust in the Lord that He would give my life happiness and normalcy in a relationship. And He has. Not without sacrifice, struggle, and immense growth, but He has!! I love you Micah, with all my heart and life and soul. We often butt heads  and have different opinions all our own. I'm an extrovert. He's an introvert. And theres million little differences that could add up to failure, but our LOVE and devotion and loyalty to one another, our family, the gospel, and the beauty of life stays strong and keeps getting stronger every day we are married.

Day #2 of the Love your spouse (and celebrate marriage) challenge: The first gift Micah ever gave me when we were dating was a bottle of fancy white-out. He knew I wasn't a roses and diamonds kinda girl, but I had a serious thing for office supplies. He's really good at paying attention to the things I like and getting gifts that match me. 😃 (I, on the other hand, kinda suck at this and have learned from his example.)

Day #3 3 So, on our second date Micah invited me to drive up the mountains to the Sp. Fork hot springs. Part way driving up the road we got stuck in the snow. We had to spend the night in the back of his camper truck til morning. All he had in there was one shovel, one sleeping bag, and some Sinead O'conner Cd's. It made for a very interesting night! But, I learned a few vital things about Micah: he's really good at getting out of scrapes, he doesn't panic in tough situations, and he was a perfect gentleman. Nothing compares to you Micah, Nothing compares to you.......

Day #4 of the Love your spouse, celebrate marriage challenge:
I told Micah once that his lips were so soft and I loved kissing him so then he responded by explaining that his lips had been sunburned and then the skin peeled off, and the result was a form of macrodermic abrasion of the Labium (superius oris). Then he sent me an NPR episode called "The Science of Kissing." And that's when I realized that being married to a scientist was going to be deeply satisfying in a totally different way. 

(Click here for the podcast and transcript of "The Science of Kissing")

Day #5 of Love you Spouse challenge::Funny I was going to go digging for this photo today, but it popped up into my memories instead. This was the first time I saw Micah without his beard after 8 years of marriage and I barely recognized him! I think he's dead sexy with or without a beard.

Day #6. When we were dating I had told Micah that there was a little tradition on the Anasazi trail that if you carved someone a spoon it meant I LOVE YOU. The next week when he got off shift from the Red cliffs trail he gifted me the most beautiful, carved wooden spoon. He loved me!!. And he wanted to prove it right away. 

Today's harvest! (this was back in August)

and Day #7 to post about how much I love and adore my husband Micah.
He loves to grow food. Not only as a hobby but a spiritual practice, which brings him closer to the earth and the source of her strength, our Heavenly Father. I love this about him, and the great effort he makes each year to grow a beautiful garden for our family.

On November 12th will be our 12 year anniversary of being married. I am so grateful for the love, devotion, and companionship of my husband Micah.

Friday, October 14, 2016

September 2016 Calendar

Oh September, I'm so glad you are over.  What an overly-busy, jam-packed, over-scheduled, exhausting-month of non-stop running! Sure there were some special and enjoyable moments, but for the most part I am happy to say goodbye to you, September. Time to move on to the quieter and calmer days of Fall.....well at least until Halloween season hits, with  it's myriad of costumey, candy, trick or treaty- social activities!

Here's the September calendar:

September 1- Sally works on college day! On M,W, and Th I drop Malachi off at pre-school for 2 hours while I work on college.. i.e reading, studying, note-taking, flash cards, and tests, Oh fun!

September 2- My last LLL meeting for a long time. I passed the monthly leading reigns onto my new Co-Leader who will be leading the monthly meetings and enrichments while I focus on school. I did a special ceremony to welcome her as a new Leader. The meeting was bittersweet for me. I have loved leading meetings over the past 8 years, meeting new moms, and creating this community of wonderful mothers, yet I feel it is time for me to move on. I'm still taking helping phone calls, creating awareness, and helping to run the facebook group.  Who knows, maybe I'll be back to leading meetings at a later date in life.

September 3- Took Malachi and Jonah and went on a little road trip up North to see my friend Lacey.  Lacey and her family  moved and I have missed her sorely. Apparently  I took the long, winding way up there and made my kids car sick. On the car ride there Malachi puked everywhere and Jonah felt nauseous. The baptism was beautiful and it was so fun to connect with their family again. We sure miss having them as neighbors! For the ride home we found out the short and quick way, thank goodness.

September 5- Z has soccer practice every Monday evening. His coach seems pretty good, so far. Lots of running, warm-ups, and drills for the boys.

September 6- We bought a three-month family pass to the aquatic center. We now have an established one day a week where our family goes and swims together plus Micah and I take turns swimming laps for exercise.

September 7- O had soccer practise, which turned out to be his last soccer practice for the season (last game ending on Oct. 8th) This coach didn't seem to want to schedule practices so Odin didn't learn too much this time around. I've heard that having soccer practices increases skill level, provides needed exercise, creates camaraderie on a team, and builds confidence in team members, but what do I know...I'm not the head coach. I'm pretty sure if my boys ever play soccer again I or my husband will be coaching them, mostly so we can do things the way we think they need to and should be done.

September 7- Jonah had his walk-a-thon fundraiser at school today. He ran 20 laps! He came home so excited that he ran so many laps! (we forgot to solicit donations from family members, but he had fun running anyways and apparently the school still made lots of money)

September 10-Busy Saturday! Attended a little friend's football game, then O had a soccer game and Z had a soccer game. I sub-coached O's soccer game. (Soccer games are every Saturday until October 8th)

September 15-Micah went to Salt Lake City for a work related conference thingy. I was left alone at home to freak myself out.

September 16-  Tonight we had little friends over and ordered pizza. We invited Jonah's friend Sean over from school. I can never tell if Jonah is enjoying himself or not. He doesn't really like playing with other kids unless they are teenage girls devoting all their time and energy to his playing needs.  I still encourage him to at least pretend he likes to play with other kids his age because he likes the idea of it, just not the real thing. ha ha.

September 20-Took Malachi into the doctor for a physical before he has to go in for dental work next week. He is healthy and happy as a normal healthy and happy two-year old toddler can be! He eats good foods, he drinks plenty water, he breastfeeds good nutritious milk, he runs, he plays, he talks and talks and talks, and has great social skills. We ended up getting a couple vaccines that he needed so that night he was a little feverish and cranky. Yes, we vaccinate our kids! People always assume we don't for whatever reasons or labels  they've decided to create around our family, but I assure you we are pro-vaccine. We've taken the liberty to be choosy and created a vaccine schedule and timeline we feel safe with, but overall we DO vaccinate against debilitating, life-threatening illnesses. (Can you imagine living in a world where everyone decided not to vaccinate? I think we'd all be dead.)

September 22- My Visiting Teachers came to visit. Always a wonderful, uplifting, and inspirational time to connect with like-minded women. I love Nicole and Hannah and am so grateful they are my friends. 

September 24-Took Jonah to a birthday party at the park for a little girl in his class. It was a pirates and princess party. Jonah got his face painted. He wanted a dragon--any color, he said. 

September 27- Malachi's big day for dental work at the hospital. His anaesthesia was set for 9am, which meant he couldn't eat or drink since midnight the night before. He was allowed to have clear liquids like apple juice up to two hours before the drugs, but he didn't want much. Everything went great. Micah took the day off to support us. This is the second toddler I've seen come out of anaesthesia and I'm so grateful that I've been able to offer the breast right away. They are so delusional and out-of-it so having milkies is an instant and familiar comfort. Malachi got two front teeth capped and one filling. This was a result of neglecting his teeth last year when I was too busy trying to figure out how to be a mother of four. GAH!

September 28-Took all 3 older kids to the dentist. No cavities! Dentist told me "your kids have some of the cleanest teeth I've ever seen." (See, I am doing some things right!)

September 30- Got my eyebrows waxed after letting them grow out for 2 months. I just wanted to see how bushy and wild they would get after plucking them consistently for the past 20 years. It was a fun experiment. Never again. 
September 30th evening- Pack Meeting in the Jackson's backyard. Each Den did a skit, plus awards and at the end we made smores over our fire-pit. It was a lot of fun and reminded me once again why we bought this funky house with the BIG backyard.

Pictures to come of September activites. Please Check back later! I haven't uploaded them from my phone, yet, which takes a few minutes. (A few minutes I don't really have but will pretend I have while I ignore my kids while they eat all the granola bars and ransack the house.) 

**Insert Computer instead of phone:

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Braces, flossing, cleaning, expanders, aesthetics, rubberbands!

It's almost been a year since I got these braces on my teeth (Nov 2)! I can't believe how time flies! I've gotten into a pretty easy schedule with taking care of my teeth everyday. At first it was hard because I hated cleaning them. It felt like it took so much more time that I didn't have but now I've got it down to a science. 
At home I use a Water Pik for flossing. I seriously don't know what I would do without that thing. It blasts a stream of water in between in each of my teeth instead of flossing with string. This saves time and effort in getting all the food debris out of my braces after each meal, as well as in between each tooth. I also carry around in my purse packets of Interdental brushes for cleaning out any food that gets stuck in my braces while I'm away from home.
The things I hated the most about having braces at first was eating in front of other people and then having food stuck in my teeth. Both of those things were just awkward and gross to me in the beginning. 
The most hard thing, however, was having that palatal expander on the roof of my mouth. Food was constantly getting stuck in it, I couldn't swallow pills very easily, and it felt huge and bulky. Fortunately they were able to take that out after 4 months and replace it with a thin, metal retaining wire. I think the wire comes out in another few more months.

The purpose of the expander was to provide space for my tooth to come down however my orthodontist always likes to remind me of ALL  benefits I get from having an expander and braces, besides just the new tooth. He says he's not only fixing my adult tooth that never came down as a child, he's rounding out my smile, making my mouth more symmetrical, straightening out all my teeth, and giving me an overall more aesthetic appearance.  So, I guess in another year or so I'll also have a new smile! This wasn't something I always longed for in my adult life, but I'm not one to turn down improvements. 

So here we are NOW at 10 months:
My upper tooth is coming down a lot faster than we expected. The expected range for it's appearance was between 6 months to 5 years and it came down just 5 1/2 months after the surgery was done and the chain was attached to it. I'm feeling pretty awesome!
Also, they have been working at straightening out my bottom teeth as an added bonus. That tooth on the bottom that looks a little crooked used to be shoved behind the other teeth while they were crowded in front of it. They've been slowly making room so they could pull it forward to be with the others. It feels really weird in my mouth.

Anyways, this stuff is really fascinating to me. It's amazing the technology we have to actually move rock-hard enamel around in our mouths and to restructure the entire shape of our smiles. 
My only problem right now is that I'm running out of color options for my braces. I go in every 2 weeks to get my wires moved around and my teeth yanked on and my rubber bands  changed. My favorite color combo tends to be light pink and dark pink because it matches my gums but I've also done pink and green, rainbow colors, purple and blue, and then solids like all pink, all black, all pearl, all clear, all white, and now all yellow.
I used to take suggestions from my kids but I think they're losing interest. My niece Waimea suggested I do light pink and lime green so I did that for her last June:
June 2016
Perhaps I'll just start dressing my braces for the seasons. haha. Fall colors for Fall, Black and Orange for Halloween, red and green for Christmas, etc. 
I know, I know, these are such hard decisions to make in life. 

Aloha for now and have a Happy Saturday!

Saturday, September 17, 2016

A lovely day for Cops

Something unexplainable happened last night that I may never have the answers to. I keep going over and over the scenes in my head trying to make sense of it all, with no luck.
It had been a long afternoon alone with my 4 boys, with my husband out of town for a conference. I was feeling very exhausted so by 9pm I made sure all 3 of my older children were tucked away in their beds. I had to skip all the usual bed time routines for each child, and instead did one, big Goodnight, I love you call out to everyone within hearing distance. All of our bedrooms are in close proximity to each other so saying one grand GOODNIGHT for the night was going to have to work. I was too pooped. 

Lastly, I went down the hall to my bedroom with my toddler. We snuggled up in our big bed, read a few books, and then I nursed him to sleep. All those comfy, snugly, relaxing hormones surged through my body as I watched my last child slip into happy dream-land. At last, the house was quiet! Hallelujah. And it was only 9:15pm. I had the entire rest of the night to lay in bed and watch reruns of Gilmore Girls (because that's all I really felt like doing). 

As I turned on my phone and pulled the blankets up over my shoulders I remembered that I forgot to make sure the doors were locked upstairs. "Oh well, I thought,"Micah will be home soon enough. He's only a couple hours away and he can lock the doors when he comes in." I wasn't too worried about it. After all, we live in a pretty safe neighborhood with wonderful neighbors and if someone came in I would hear them," I reasoned.
So I turned off all the lights, turned on my little hand-held screen in front of my face, and became completely immersed in the world of Stars Hollow. After one episode I decided I was ready for sleep, but I had a few things I wanted to check on the web first.

As I was google-searching something, I looked up just in time to see someone walking past my open bedroom door. It was a tall person. A man. But it was very dark so I couldn't make out who it was. This person silently walked past my door then up the stairs, coming from the direction of my boy's rooms. I immediately thought, "Oh! Micah is home already!" Then I angrily thought,"But why wouldn't he tell me? And why would he be sneaking through the house like this scaring the crap out of me??" I started yelling up the stairs for him, with no answer. Complete silence. I then realized that there was no way that couldv'e been Micah. He still had more driving to do and there was no physically possible way he'd be home by now. So of course I figured it must be my oldest son going upstairs to get water or maybe he's sleep-walking. He does that sometimes and we usually have to just turn him around back to his bed. He never remembers in the morning. However, he's not exactly a tall man, but with the darkness and the shadows maybe I mistook him for one? 
But, when I looked into his bedroom I found him fast asleep, right where I'd left him an hour earlier. I quickly checked my other boy's room and found them fast asleep, too.  

That's when I started shaking with fear. It seemed to me that someone strange was in my house and I was going to have to do something about it. I tried to stop and reason with myself for a moment, afterall I didn't want to act rashly and make any stupid decisions.
 First of all, perhaps it was a trick on my eyes. One time I thought I saw a giant tarantula on the wall and it wasn't really there. Or maybe it was from watching too much tiny screen in the darkness of my room. Maybe I had transferred  an image into my house that wasn't really there. Could I have imagined a tall, dark figure walking past my bedroom? Is that possible? Perhaps if I had been watching a horror movie (which I never ever ever do) I could've imagined myself into a frenzy like this, but I was watching Gilmore Girls for goodness sakes!
Or maybe......there was someone lurking in my house and they wanted to hurt me or my children. 
This last thought pushed me into action. I rationalized that when it comes to the safety of my family, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Micah and I have a plan for if we think there's an intruder in the house. I can't go into detail but It involves guns and positioning and actively waiting. I never thought I'd have to put this plan into action, until now. I stopped shaking so I could do it properly. Then I called 911. I told the emergency response people that I suspected an intruder in my home. Then I waited. I didn't dare go upstairs where I thought he must be. I didn't dare move away from my position.
The 911 operator stayed with me on the phone until they got there. She said there would be a knock on the door and If I felt safe enough I could go answer it. 
I heard the knock, but I didn't feel safe. However, I didn't know what else to do. Just sit there and wait? Wait for the cop to break in and find me in my position? I went upstairs. 
Going upstairs to answer that door was one of the scariest things I've ever done. I mean, I knew that when I went upstairs I would find a police officer at my door (or 5) but I didn't want to leave my children downstairs alone, and I didn't want to find anyone waiting for me between my bedroom and the front door.

I opened the front door to find the entire small-town police force. I guess they take these phone calls seriously, which is comforting and amazing to me. I told them to come in immediately and check every room in my house, which they did. We walked from room to room so I could see for myself that there was nobody here. 
They checked all my windows. No evidence of a break in. We walked around checking for missing valuables. Everything was there. 
Miraculously my children stayed asleep the entire time, which was good. I didn't want them to wake up to find a houseful of policemen in our home to scare the pants off of them.

Finally after we had reasoned that there was no one in my house, no evidence of a break-in, and no valuables missing, we concluded that there could  only be 3 explanations:
1. My son had been sleepwalking and I didn't see him turn around at the stairway and go back to his bed.
2. Since I might have left the doors unlocked, perhaps someone came in the house then quickly left when they saw I was home. 
3. I imagined the entire thing.

I said goodbye to the nice policemen and went back to my room. I was still really freaked out about the entire thing and knew I wouldn't be able to go to sleep until my husband came home. I couldn't stop rethinking over and over the scene in my head of the person walking past my doorway. Then I kept scaring myself even more by thinking that the cops hadn't checked the house good enough and he was probably hiding under the couch or behind a closet door. Any moment he was going to come down those stairs with a giant machete yelling, "Sucka! I got you now!" 

I knew it wasn't my son sleepwalking. When I went to his room to check on him he was tucked under his blankets exactly how I left him. And I knew it wasn't my imagination. I looked up and I saw what I saw. I saw a person walking. My imagination would not have prompted me to hold a gun (which I hate)  in my hands and call the police to assist me.
However, it's really hard for me to imagine that someone would come quietly into my home, walk around, and leave without taking anything. Not that we have any valuables, but I'm sure there's a few things here and there that could be pawned off.

Like I said in the beginning, something unexplainable happened last night that I may never have the answers to. 
What I do know, however, is that I proved to myself that when I am put in a position to protect my children, I'm not going to be messed with. Intruders beware. 

Rewind to yesterday morning: I got my first speeding ticket in close to twenty years. I was barreling down the road trying to get my kids to school on time, not paying any attention to the speed limit. I was going 45 in a 25 zone. Whoops! The policeman who pulled me over was not very happy with me. And I was not very happy with the policeman for citing a nice mama with a clean driving record who was accidentally going over the speed limit on a busy school morning. A big fat warning would've been enough to put me in my place! Instead, I have to go to court, do traffic school, watch my insurance go up, and wear the crown of shame on my head for being a supposed reckless driver. I was feeling pretty irritated with those darn cops, until of course they all showed up at my house in my desparate time of need.

Oh yesterday! I am so glad you are over. It was not a lovely day. Not a lovely day at all!
 But, I guess it was a lovely day for cops. 

Monday, September 5, 2016

August 2016 Calendar

August 1-Micah and Zadok headed out to hike Kings Peak, the tallest mountain peak in Utah. They planned to be gone for 5-6 days.

August 3- Grammie Barb Stokes flew in from Seattle for a visit.  We picked her up from the St.George shuttle at 7pm where she had come from Las Vegas airport. The boys hadn't seen her in over a year! before we picked her up we went to the St. George Children's museum. 
When we got home from St. george Micah and Zadok were already back from their trip. They didn't feel good about making the trek up to the top with Micah's hurt shoulder and some fires nearby,  so they camped a little then came home. 

August 4- Malachi fell down and hit his head really hard. Nobody saw it happen, but we knew something was wrong when he kept throwing up and acting strangely out of character. Micah took him to the ER while I ran Cub Scout Pack Meeting. Grammie Barb helped with the pack meeting activity of putting jokes together, and also helped with the boys. We had a fun Pack Meeting playing games and also a glow-in-the-dark-glow-stick dance party. Malachi turned out okay. No major head trauma or brain damage, thank goodness. 

August 5- La Leche League monthly support meeting. 

August 6- I ran the Parowan Half Marathon. I'm still waiting for them to put the results online. I think I ran it in about 2 1/2 hours. There was a lot of downhill and I ended up having a really sore foot the next few days after the race. I went to instacare and had some x-rays done to see if it was broken bones, but it was just tendinitis. I got some crutches at the thrift store and stayed off it for a couple days. I'm fine now, but no more downhill races--too hard on the body. Overall, the race was fun. My favorite part was looking at all the beautiful scenery while listening to my ipod for 2 1/2 hours straight!

August 8- Back to school night for Zadok. We got to meet his teacher and see his classroom. Exciting!

August 9-Grammie Barb left. We took her to St. George to catch her shuttle back to vegas to catch her plane back to Seattle. It was a fun week full of activities! We: went to see Mary Poppins at the Shakespear theatre, went to the lake on the hill, drove up to Yankee Meadows,  went to my half marathon, ate at Applebees (not really our kind of restaurant but we had a gift card), walked the Bristlecone Pine Trail, and had lots of fun down-time to play at the house. 

August 12- Birthday party at the Chavez home. Baby turned 1 with a Monster Truck themed party. I sewed him a Monster Truck pillowcase with a new pillow inside, and threw in a couple monster truck toys. The food was fantastic and we had a lot of fun visiting. I really like the Chavez family--some of my new favorite peoples around here. 

August 15- End of summer water-party at our backyard with friends. 

August 16- BACK TO SCHOOL: Odin (3rd grade), Jonah (1st grade), and Micah (teacher) !

August 17- Took Malachi to the dentist. He has 3 decayed teeth that need capped. Boo!
Odin's first soccer practice for the season at the Wilson's house.
Back to school night for O and J.

August 18-Grandma Sandy came up to visit!
Took dinner to a family in the ward that had a baby. 

August 19-Started my period after 26 months of no period. Sorry if that's Too much information but it was on my calendar so I had to include it. That's the longest break I've ever had while breastfeeding and it was reeeeeealllllly nice, by the way.

August 20-Odin's first soccer game. The "Polar Bears."
Sandy watched the boys so we could go out on a date that evening . First we ate Thai food then we attended the wedding reception for our friend's son and new bride. I was asked to make Cherry cheesecake Cakes, which I'd never made before. I thought they turned out pretty delicious but you can't really go wrong with a cream cheese, powdered sugar and whipped cream combo. By the way the Green Papaya Salad at the Thai restuarant was awful. Note to self: do not order that again.

August 21- Grandma Sandy left back to California with Aaron and the gang who had dropped her off and then picked her back up on their way back from Northern Utah. We had a fun week hanging out and talking, went to the Green Show, watched Odin's soccer game, ate some Mexiacan food, went to church, went to the river, and got Jonah hooked on online puzzles. 

August 22- Zadok's first soccer practice. His coach seems pretty good and willing to teach them technique and new skills. Z is so excited for soccer season to begin!

August 23-Heritage Park group book club meeting at the Jackson's house. We discussed the Book "Stargirl" by Jerry Spinelli. I made gingerbread stars with cream cheese frosting for refreshments. Great book! I loved the powerful message of non-conformity and being true to your uniquness. 

August 24- Malachi's first day of Pre-school, which is more like 3 days a week at our friend's house doing awesome stuff while I work on college. When I said goodbye to him he said "Bye mom!" and happily ran to  look at the caterpillars. I never could've done that with my other three shy, anxious, and attached boys. See? The timing is right to go back to school. 

August 25-Braces appointment. They attached a bracket to my descending tooth to help pull it forward and down into place! I'm making major progress here! They also attached a bracket to my lower tooth and are pulling it forward to be with the others. 

August 29,30,31- School, college, soccer practices, repeat, repeat and repeat.

And now here's some pictures not exactly  in order of events:
Micah and Z heading out on their camping trip:

Hiking along the Bristlecome Pine Trail:

Malachi at the St. George Children's Museum:

Parowan Half Marathon:

Lake on the Hill:

First Days of School:
 Not really Malachi's first day of school but he needed a photo by the tree:

Jonah doing morning work sometime the first week of school:

Mom and Sally at Mary Poppins. It was practically perfect in every way!

Odin and his Lake weed from Yankee Meadows. He still has some of it in his bedroom:

Z and one of our dogs Brownie who needs daily hugs and affection: