Friday, June 12, 2009

Heather's 6th grade graduation

I can't believe my little girl is going to be in 7th grade, its flown by. She did so well in 6th grade, she received the Presidential Award from president Obama, for excellence in academics. She had the best teacher ever this year. I was a little surprised that she received this award, because I wasn't given a heads up at all. When Tyler and Jordyn got this award, they called me ahead of time, to let us know... for the "Photo-op". So when they called her name, I wasn't ready with the camera.

Cute, sweet Heather

There she is (on the far left) with her entire 6th grade. Now next year, I'll have 1 in elem., 2 in Jr. High, and 1 is H.S. It blows my mind...


Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Adorable




Our tiny tiny little cat KIWI, had 6 kittens...They are oh, so adorable. They get a lot of attention from my 3 girls. They aren't going to be too happy when we have to sell them. She's the best mommy cat I've ever seen. She keeps them so clean, they smell like baby powder. The picture on top is a picture of the daddy cat, his name is SMOKEY, he's a lot bigger than KIWI.








Sunday, April 26, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY

HAPPY 68TH BIRTHDAY DAD...YOU'RE THE BEST DAD EVER AND GRANDPA AND WE LOVE YOU Sooooooooooo much!!
HAVING FUN WITH GRANDPA, TARGET SHOOTING IN THE DESERT.

GRANDPA AND KYLIE OUT IN THE DESERT IN ST. GEORGE A COUPLE WEEKS AGO.



Thursday, April 16, 2009

Jordyn Jordyn Jordyn

What are we going to do with that girl...today we got a call from her jr. high. It was the resource officer calling and I thought...My sweet Jordyn is in trouble??? See I'm used to phone calls for Ty, but never for Jordyn. But he was actually calling because she dislocated her knee again, right in the class room. All she was doing was hopping up on a stool. So we hurried over there and she was freaking out, it was still dislocated. She was shaking so hard that, I thought she was going to hyperventalate. We calmed her down and talked her into pulling her kneecap back on. Since I've had my knee dislocated, I totally know how bad it hurts and how she feels. But I also know that the longer the kneecap is off, the more rehab you need. When I dislocated mine, I was on crutches for 6 weeks, because me kneecap was off for at least an hour. Anyway, we took her up to the doctor, luckily we got her right in to a specialist. He said she has to wear a full knee immobilizer for 3 weeks, then a smaller one for 6 weeks. He wants to do surgery if it does it again. The surgery would only be kind-of a 1/2 surgery to tighten the side-to-side muscles. Or we can wait it out for 18 months until she's done growing to do the up and down muscles too. I don't know what we're going to do. Poor Girl

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

GOOD TIMES

After a very long day Monday...I thought I would tuck myself into bed and watch a little T.V....silly me.
Jordyn comes upstairs and said
"Hey Mom, do you want to come and help us clean up the water in the bathroom downstairs?"

What water? I say "Oh, Tyler "FORGOT" that he left the water on in the sink and it flooded all over the floor."

He says it was only on for about 20 minutes, but I don't know about that, it took about 10 towels, and my hoover water vac to suck it all up.

The drawers were filled with water and the stuff under the sink was all soaked. I amazed myself how calm I was...sometimes I think I do better with the bigger catastrophes.

Tyler's new nickname is "NOAH" Oh, and I'm glad he didn't "FORGET" and leave the water on before leaving the house for the Easter weekend. By the way, how come Mike is always at work when things happen???

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

A blustery Day

Wow, that was a crazy... windy trip to St. George! The wind tossed our van around like a toy.

The wind was blowing from the south and west, so we got super crappy gas mileage, and our lungs are full of dust...

now I know why in Arab lands, they wear their clothing over their faces. Then in a mountain pass just before Fillmore, we hit a huge bizzare blizzard that only lasted a few minutes.

And Kylie only asked "are we there yet" 37 times.

We're happy to be here

Thursday, March 26, 2009

KNOWING

WE just got home from our ThuRSday NIte DAte

We had a lot of fun...
We went to see the NEw MoVIe..... KNoWING

We thOught it wAs 90% good, really worth seeINg. It Was scary though, so i WOn'T
let my gIrls watch it. TOO bad... they reAlly wanted to SEe it. I'm gLad I saw it first. tHen we went to cArls Jr. and it just so hAppenED that we nOticed a siGn that said If you shOw a moVie stub fRom that day You can get B1G1 $6 Burger. I'm aLL aBouT the dEals, so That wAs a BoNuS

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Remembering the best Vacation Ever

Whenever I walk by the coffee grinder in Walmart or Target...I'm instantly
taken
back to the Vacation of all Vacations....I know you're not suppose to drink coffee, but It's okay to inhale deeply when walking by.
The best vacation ever was in 1988 or 1989, I can't recall which (without digging out the old pictures)
But the year isn't important.
My sisters and I were in "LOVE" with Johnny Depp on 21 Jumpstreet and we
knew they filmed the show in Vancouver British Columbia, so we decided to
take a road trip, like a bunch of groopies. Our Mom was so cool, instead of saying no, she said she would come with.
So we loaded up the tent and recorded some tunes off the radio onto cassette tapes
and headed off on an adventure.
We'd never been to Canada, and we had not idea what to expect or
where we would stay, but those vacations are always the best.
When we got there we found the coolest campgound, located right at the
base of the Lion's Gate Bridge, you could hear horns and clanking all night, but
it was awesome. The air was crystal clear, for being a pretty big city and the views
we're amazing.
Other vacations have come and gone, but this one will always remain with me.
Oh, and we never did see Johnny Depp, but that didn't matter either.


These are the gigantic totems at Stanley Park
This is Gastown, the oldest part of Vancouver

This is the Bridge we camped under


A view of the city



The clock at gastown