Ever since my kids were born, I have kept a Word document for each of them recording little things in their lives. "4 months - turned over; 8 months - first tooth" .... As they start talking, I record what words they say and exactly how they say them (Paige used to say 'aahpay' for airplane). As they get older, I record life events or achievements. The best part of their lists, though, are the funny things they say. The kids and I love to look back over them and laugh at some of the things they have said. Just thought I'd share a few of my favorites.
Christian:
* After saying his prayers and asking for the baby in mommy's tummy to be blessed, he added, "And please bless the boy in daddy's tummy."
* Looking at a picture of Jesus ascending to heaven on a cloud, he asked, “Is Jesus saying, ‘To infinity and beyond!’?”
* When he asked what daddy did at work, I told him that dad was an attorney. Later when Mike came home, Christian said, "Dad, you are an aturkey!"
* “Mom, is ‘What the hell’ a bad word?”
* “Paige is like a buffalo in a Chinese shop.” (a bull in a china shop)
Haley:
* Don’t worry, mom, I didn’t say ‘dumb.’ I said ‘damn.’”
* Took one look at mommy's outfit and said, "Mommy, I’m not sure that works.”
* “Christian, you always complain about eating your dinner. I don’t complain. Even if it’s disgusting, I just eat it!”
* While Mike was serving as bishop, Haley said, "Mom, we’re kind of the boss family of the ward, huh?"
* “So Nephi and his family sailed across the ocean and landed in Neverland.”
Paige:
* “We don’t call names, stupid Haley!”
* "This Diet Coke is tasty to me.”
* Paige was upset when mommy said she had to buckle her seat belt. She said, “Just because I don’t want to be in this family anymore! I want a new mommy.” I said, “Really? What kind of mommy do you want?” She said, “A mommy with prettier hair than you.”
* She tipped our Lladro Christus statue over onto herself, breaking his arm off in the process and scratching her own arm. She came crying to Mommy saying, “Jesus hurt me!”
* “What if pee pee and poo poo could talk? They would say, ‘Help! I’m trapped in this bum!'”
Elle:
* Loves to shout "Mom!!" at the top of her lungs.
* Walks around the house singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, except the words are "Up-a-bup-a-bup-a-high."
* Says "Beat!" (which means 'eat') the very minute we pick her up out of bed in the morning.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Back to school
See, this is the post where I'm supposed to have really cute pictures of my kids on their first day back to school. Cute pictures of their nice hair, new clothes, donning their new backpacks .... Did I remember to even take a picture? I wish. Who would know if I took a picture of them tomorrow, on their 4th day of school, and just told everyone it was taken on Monday? Well, now you all would .... I might just do it anyway. For the scrapbooks that I no longer keep.
I have a new tradition, for the last 2 years so far; an idea totally stolen from a friend of my sister's. It's a back-to-school breakfast for all of my girlfriends. On the first day back to school, we drop our kids off and then come back to my house for breakfast. Some people come high-five'ing everyone and giddy that school is back in session and others come in tears (you know who you are), sad to have their kids away from them all day long. Either way, we laugh and eat, offer a shoulder to cry on and just enjoy each others' company. In fact, we had moms of all ages and stages of life -- moms of babies and no school-aged kids, a mom whose youngest is a senior in high school and everyone in between. I'm so lucky to have such great friends. This breakfast has been a fun tradition and I plan to continue it for many years to come.
I have a new tradition, for the last 2 years so far; an idea totally stolen from a friend of my sister's. It's a back-to-school breakfast for all of my girlfriends. On the first day back to school, we drop our kids off and then come back to my house for breakfast. Some people come high-five'ing everyone and giddy that school is back in session and others come in tears (you know who you are), sad to have their kids away from them all day long. Either way, we laugh and eat, offer a shoulder to cry on and just enjoy each others' company. In fact, we had moms of all ages and stages of life -- moms of babies and no school-aged kids, a mom whose youngest is a senior in high school and everyone in between. I'm so lucky to have such great friends. This breakfast has been a fun tradition and I plan to continue it for many years to come.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Interview with my girls
1. What is something mom always says to you?
Haley (age 7): Love you.
Paige (age 4): I love you.
2. What makes mom happy?
Haley: Cleaning my room or making my bed when I'm not asked to do it.
Paige: Probably, me.
3. What makes mom sad?
Haley: If she has to tell you to do stuff 100 times.
Paige: That's a tough one....
4. How does mom make you laugh?
Haley: Funny jokes.
Paige: That silly voice that you do.
5. What was mom like as a child?
Haley: How am I supposed to know?
Paige: You were funny.
6. How old is your mom?
Haley: 35. 36? 35.
Paige: I know that there is a 6 in it, but I can't remember the rest of the numbers.
7. How tall is your mom?
Haley: About 5 1/2 feet.
Paige: You're about 80 pounds.
8. What is your mommy's favorite thing to do?
Haley: She loves to spend time with our family.
Paige: Play with Elle and me.
9. What does your mom do when you're not around?
Haley: She, like, reads a book.
Paige: You always tidy up the house and stuff.
10. If your mom becomes famous, what would it be for?
Haley: Probably for being the best mommy in the world.
Paige: Probably having the prettiest house.
11. What is your mom really good at?
Haley: Lots of things. I don't know - there's so many.
Paige: Drawing.
12. What is your mom not very good at?
Haley: Ummm, at acting like a baby?
Paige: Hip hop
13. What does your mom do for her job?
Haley: Well, she watches Elle and Paige during the day while we're at school.
Paige: To watch over Elle.
14. What is your mom's favorite food?
Haley: I'm just going to guess .... Indian food?
Paige: A 32 ounce Diet Coke.
15. What makes you proud of your mom?
Haley: When she wins an award or when she does something really good. For example, when she plays the piano. I could never do that for a kid my age.
Paige: When I make some popcorn and be so good at stuff.
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Haley: Emily Elizabeth from Clifford
Paige: iCarly or Diego
17. What do you and your mom do together?
Haley: We joke around with each other.
Paige: We go shopping sometimes.
18. How are you and your mom the same?
Haley: We both have the same color eyes and the same color hair.
Paige: We both are healthy and strong and brush our teeth.
19. How are you and your mom different?
Haley: Well, the age difference.
Paige: The colors of our eyes are a different color so they're not the same.
20. How do you know your mom loves you?
Haley: Because she acts like it.
Paige: The smile that you have.
Haley (age 7): Love you.
Paige (age 4): I love you.
2. What makes mom happy?
Haley: Cleaning my room or making my bed when I'm not asked to do it.
Paige: Probably, me.
3. What makes mom sad?
Haley: If she has to tell you to do stuff 100 times.
Paige: That's a tough one....
4. How does mom make you laugh?
Haley: Funny jokes.
Paige: That silly voice that you do.
5. What was mom like as a child?
Haley: How am I supposed to know?
Paige: You were funny.
6. How old is your mom?
Haley: 35. 36? 35.
Paige: I know that there is a 6 in it, but I can't remember the rest of the numbers.
7. How tall is your mom?
Haley: About 5 1/2 feet.
Paige: You're about 80 pounds.
8. What is your mommy's favorite thing to do?
Haley: She loves to spend time with our family.
Paige: Play with Elle and me.
9. What does your mom do when you're not around?
Haley: She, like, reads a book.
Paige: You always tidy up the house and stuff.
10. If your mom becomes famous, what would it be for?
Haley: Probably for being the best mommy in the world.
Paige: Probably having the prettiest house.
11. What is your mom really good at?
Haley: Lots of things. I don't know - there's so many.
Paige: Drawing.
12. What is your mom not very good at?
Haley: Ummm, at acting like a baby?
Paige: Hip hop
13. What does your mom do for her job?
Haley: Well, she watches Elle and Paige during the day while we're at school.
Paige: To watch over Elle.
14. What is your mom's favorite food?
Haley: I'm just going to guess .... Indian food?
Paige: A 32 ounce Diet Coke.
15. What makes you proud of your mom?
Haley: When she wins an award or when she does something really good. For example, when she plays the piano. I could never do that for a kid my age.
Paige: When I make some popcorn and be so good at stuff.
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Haley: Emily Elizabeth from Clifford
Paige: iCarly or Diego
17. What do you and your mom do together?
Haley: We joke around with each other.
Paige: We go shopping sometimes.
18. How are you and your mom the same?
Haley: We both have the same color eyes and the same color hair.
Paige: We both are healthy and strong and brush our teeth.
19. How are you and your mom different?
Haley: Well, the age difference.
Paige: The colors of our eyes are a different color so they're not the same.
20. How do you know your mom loves you?
Haley: Because she acts like it.
Paige: The smile that you have.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
With This Ring, I Thee Wed (Mike's View)
By Special Guest-blogger Mike
Since Misty recently blogged about how she and I met from her point of view, (With This Ring, I Thee Wed), I decided to write how we met from my point of view.
The first time I saw Misty was in the parking lot just south of Felt Hall at BYU. My new girlfriend, Erin, was almost giddy as she introduced me to her little sister, Misty. Besides experiencing the slight guilt of thinking that my girlfriend's little sister was remarkably hot, there was something about Misty that immediately caught my attention; something that I hadn't consciously experienced before. She was visibly unimpressed with me.
Intriguing. I mean, what was there not to like?
I quickly performed a self-inspection. Ocean Pacific corduroy pants—check. Izod shirt with flipped up collar—check. Worn in Converse Skid-grips—check. Drakkar cologne—check. The beginnings of a pretty decent mullet—check. And yet, inexplicably, it was clear that Misty was not nearly as impressed with me as I was with me. I had even already mentioned that I used to play football. What was wrong with this girl?
Not that it should have mattered to me. I was a big-time college man. I was taking off to live in Spain for a couple years. I wouldn't hold this poor girl’s lack of judgment against her. But in the back of my mind, her obvious lack of interest bugged me!
A couple of years later I was back at BYU and found myself walking down the stairs of the HFAC (oh my gosh--I sound like such a zoobie!) when I nearly ran smack into Misty.
She was a knockout in her Guess jeans and sweatshirt. We smiled at each other and reached out for a friendly, platonic hug. Now (to paraphrase "The Princess Bride'), in the history of mankind there have been several noteworthy hugs: There was Adam and Eve’s first post-expulsion-from-the-garden hug. There was Antony’s embrace of Cleopatra as they strolled the beaches of the Nile. Then there was the pre-Bollywood cuddling between Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal--which lead, of course, to the construction of the Taj Mahal. And finally, there was the devine snuggle-fest between Zeus and Juno on top of Mount Olympus. All of these hugs paled in comparison to my first hug with Misty, on the stairs, in the HFAC. The girl who clearly was not impressed with me two years earlier had given me a hug for the ages. (Misty has just read this paragraph over my shoulder and is rolling her eyes at me…whatever!)
Notwithstanding the "Hug," I didn't run into Misty again for nearly four years. I had transferred to the University of Utah and was about to graduate. In fact, I had already finished all of my course work and had no reason to be up on campus. I was supposed to meet another girl at the LDS institute building. I walked into the class—and there she was. No, not the other girl…but Misty, the great huger who didn't like me.
I sat a few desks away from her and gave my peripheral vision a serious workout. Honestly, I didn't know what to do. She had to like me a little--the "Hug" was proof of that. But, I had already been “Dear John’d” by her sister and dumped by her roommate. Could I really stand yet another rejection from the Farley family? Then there was the sticky issue of the other girl, who would be arriving soon.
I quickly performed a self-inspection. Forest green Girbaud jeans with the cool tag in front—check; wannabe grunge flannel shirt—check; Doc Martin shoes—check; Eternity for Men cologne—check. Hair---well, there was nothing I could do about that now.
I decided to go for it.
Looking over at her, I smiled sheepishly and said, “Hey. We should grab a root-beer down at Hires after class so I can hear what’s going on with your … people.” Somehow the absolute confidence I had when I was 18 was nowhere to be found. The other girl, who had come in the back of the room and was now watching me, walked out of the class as I slid into the chair next to Misty.
Misty blushed awkwardly and gave me a resounding and heart-felt, “Uh...why not?”
And that, my friends, was all the encouragement I needed.
Since Misty recently blogged about how she and I met from her point of view, (With This Ring, I Thee Wed), I decided to write how we met from my point of view.
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| Felt Hall, BYU |
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| Mike-Summer of 1988 (a few weeks before meeting Misty) |
Intriguing. I mean, what was there not to like?
I quickly performed a self-inspection. Ocean Pacific corduroy pants—check. Izod shirt with flipped up collar—check. Worn in Converse Skid-grips—check. Drakkar cologne—check. The beginnings of a pretty decent mullet—check. And yet, inexplicably, it was clear that Misty was not nearly as impressed with me as I was with me. I had even already mentioned that I used to play football. What was wrong with this girl?
Not that it should have mattered to me. I was a big-time college man. I was taking off to live in Spain for a couple years. I wouldn't hold this poor girl’s lack of judgment against her. But in the back of my mind, her obvious lack of interest bugged me!
A couple of years later I was back at BYU and found myself walking down the stairs of the HFAC (oh my gosh--I sound like such a zoobie!) when I nearly ran smack into Misty.
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| HFAC Staircase |
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| This picture of Misty was taken within weeks of the "Hug." |
I sat a few desks away from her and gave my peripheral vision a serious workout. Honestly, I didn't know what to do. She had to like me a little--the "Hug" was proof of that. But, I had already been “Dear John’d” by her sister and dumped by her roommate. Could I really stand yet another rejection from the Farley family? Then there was the sticky issue of the other girl, who would be arriving soon.
I quickly performed a self-inspection. Forest green Girbaud jeans with the cool tag in front—check; wannabe grunge flannel shirt—check; Doc Martin shoes—check; Eternity for Men cologne—check. Hair---well, there was nothing I could do about that now.
I decided to go for it.
Looking over at her, I smiled sheepishly and said, “Hey. We should grab a root-beer down at Hires after class so I can hear what’s going on with your … people.” Somehow the absolute confidence I had when I was 18 was nowhere to be found. The other girl, who had come in the back of the room and was now watching me, walked out of the class as I slid into the chair next to Misty.
Misty blushed awkwardly and gave me a resounding and heart-felt, “Uh...why not?”
And that, my friends, was all the encouragement I needed.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Great Olympic moments
Here are videos of my two favorite Olympic moments so far ....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tu-YAMiS5wA
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http://sendables.jibjab.com/view/BMvvESkxwNVFw4g8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tu-YAMiS5wA
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http://sendables.jibjab.com/view/BMvvESkxwNVFw4g8
Week in review
It's been a crazy, busy week ... Hence, the dearth of blogging. In fact, there was very little productive happening around here this past week. We had 2 cousins here all week, ages 2 and 4, which made for lots of fun, chaos, laughter, crying, diaper changes, lost shoes, lost toys, lost children, chasing after, short tempers, cleaning up, bedtime mayhem, helping, clothes washing, whining ... you name it, and that was all just from me. I told a friend that I am not cut out to handle 6 kids. But then I remembered how often I've had my older nieces over night and decided that it isn't the number of children but the closeness of ages that was crazy this week. We had some fun, though, and I think their parents appreciated the R&R.
My sister-in-law then turned right around the next day and took our 4 kids overnight so I could surprise Mike with a night at the Anniversary Inn for a belated anniversary celebration. We stayed there on our wedding night and haven't been back since so we had fun reminiscing and laughing about how different the two nights were from each other. I remember being so embarrassed when we checked in the first time, having just been married and knowing that the girl at the front desk knew exactly what we would be doing that night. This time, we laughed when we saw a new bride and groom come in looking a little embarrassed themselves.
After we picked the kids back up, we went up to the Alpine Slide in Park City. Elle wasn't quite old enough but no one said anything when we took her on. Christian and Haley cruised down in their own carts, Mike took a timid Paige who wanted to go slow and I took a fearless Elle who wanted to go "fast!"
No, Mike and I didn't dress like twins on purpose. I absentmindedly packed both of our bags and just didn't pay attention to the fact that I dressed us in exactly the same clothes. Duh! Anyway, this was kind of our last hurrah before school starts on Monday. Mike pointed out that we've had plenty of "hurrahs" this summer, to which I replied, "Yes, but this is the last one." I rarely need an excuse to get out and do something fun.
My sister-in-law then turned right around the next day and took our 4 kids overnight so I could surprise Mike with a night at the Anniversary Inn for a belated anniversary celebration. We stayed there on our wedding night and haven't been back since so we had fun reminiscing and laughing about how different the two nights were from each other. I remember being so embarrassed when we checked in the first time, having just been married and knowing that the girl at the front desk knew exactly what we would be doing that night. This time, we laughed when we saw a new bride and groom come in looking a little embarrassed themselves.
After we picked the kids back up, we went up to the Alpine Slide in Park City. Elle wasn't quite old enough but no one said anything when we took her on. Christian and Haley cruised down in their own carts, Mike took a timid Paige who wanted to go slow and I took a fearless Elle who wanted to go "fast!"
No, Mike and I didn't dress like twins on purpose. I absentmindedly packed both of our bags and just didn't pay attention to the fact that I dressed us in exactly the same clothes. Duh! Anyway, this was kind of our last hurrah before school starts on Monday. Mike pointed out that we've had plenty of "hurrahs" this summer, to which I replied, "Yes, but this is the last one." I rarely need an excuse to get out and do something fun.
Monday, August 18, 2008
High school reunion
Mike had his 20 year high school reunion this weekend. Seriously -- 20 years. How does that happen? Mike had/has a great group of high school guy friends that we still keep in frequent contact with (some more than others). I've been trying (in vain) to find a high school picture of them all together so if any of you others have one, please send it my way. Here's a current picture of most of them...
These are such great guys ... Dave, Chris, Dave, Craig, Mike and Troy. I really like them, but I like their wives even more.
I love these ladies. I tease Mike that I'm better friends with some of them than he is with their husbands anymore.
I definitely had more fun at his reunion than he will have at mine in a couple of years. I knew quite a few people, which is more than he'll be able to say about my high school friends. I just haven't kept in touch with many of them. I've reconnected with a couple via blogging and I have fond memories of many but we haven't stayed in touch as much as we should have. I guess that's why we have reunions, huh?
These are such great guys ... Dave, Chris, Dave, Craig, Mike and Troy. I really like them, but I like their wives even more.
I love these ladies. I tease Mike that I'm better friends with some of them than he is with their husbands anymore.I definitely had more fun at his reunion than he will have at mine in a couple of years. I knew quite a few people, which is more than he'll be able to say about my high school friends. I just haven't kept in touch with many of them. I've reconnected with a couple via blogging and I have fond memories of many but we haven't stayed in touch as much as we should have. I guess that's why we have reunions, huh?
Thursday, August 14, 2008
My favorite so far ....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dompotjTeIA&eurl=http://twilightmomsforums.unrealblogs.com/
Check out the newest Twilight trailer.
Check out the newest Twilight trailer.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Pardon her french
OK, I know this woman is crass but she is dang funny and I laugh out loud many times while reading her blog. This one is a classic, especially for any of you parents who have ever had a picky eater. There is one choice word but look over it and laugh at the rest. http://www.dooce.com/2008/08/12/short-stack
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Scattegories
Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following... they have to be real places, names, things... nothing made-up. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.
What's your name? Misty
4 letter word: mung
City: Murray (my hometown)
Boy Name: Morris
Girl Name: Marsha! Marsha! Marsha!
Occupation: Molar extractor (a.k.a. dentist)
Something you wear: mumu (well, not me personally ....)
Celebrity: Mandy Moore
Food: marshmallows
Reason for being late: many children to get ready
Cartoon Character: Martian Manhunter
Something You Shout: Moron! (only to bad referees)
What's your name? Misty
4 letter word: mung
City: Murray (my hometown)
Boy Name: Morris
Girl Name: Marsha! Marsha! Marsha!
Occupation: Molar extractor (a.k.a. dentist)
Something you wear: mumu (well, not me personally ....)
Celebrity: Mandy Moore
Food: marshmallows
Reason for being late: many children to get ready
Cartoon Character: Martian Manhunter
Something You Shout: Moron! (only to bad referees)
Thursday, August 7, 2008
With this ring, I thee wed
13 years ago today, Mike & I were married. Several people have asked me how we met so I figure today is a great day to give our history.
We actually met when I was 16 and Mike was 18. He was a freshman at BYU and started dating a cute girl named Erin Farley. Yep - my older sister. They dated for a semester and then Mike went on his mission to Spain. In the meantime, I finished high school and one year at BYU. Erin met Brett and they were married a few months before Mike got home. Mike returned to the Y and we saw each other a few times on campus. He went out a few times with my roommate, Amy, but that was about it. We joke that he kept taking out the wrong girls. Maybe our kids were in heaven shouting, "No dad! Not that one. Her little sister! (or) Her roommate!" But timing is everything and I'm convinced it wouldn't have worked at that point.
After I came home from my mission, I decided to take an Institute class at the UofU .... and who should walk in but Mike. He was now 25 and was finishing up his undergrad before heading to law school that fall. He recognized me as Erin's sister but couldn't remember my first name, so he said, "You gotta love the Farleys!" After class, he asked me how Erin and Amy were -- my two best friends and two of his ex-girlfriends. Tiniest bit awkward. :} We went to Hires Big H and talked and caught up. I remember being very impressed with him this time around :) and loved hearing about what he was doing .... graduating, heading to law school, leaving soon for India with a humanitarian group. We both felt an interest in the other but we each wondered if our shared history was too weird for us to date.
Once Mike asked me out (here's that story again), we had such a great time. I remember being amazed at how comfortable everything felt and what great chemistry we had. We saw each other almost every day after that. He was heading back east to law school, though, so that was always looming. That deadline of him leaving sped up our courtship and we ended up getting engaged 6 months after we "met".
We were married in the Salt Lake temple by Harman Rector, Jr. and we both remember it being a fun/humorous ceremony. Kind of fit our personalities, I guess. 
We had a luncheon and ring ceremony at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building and a reception at The Old Meeting House. We went on our honeymoon to San Francisco and returned just in time for Mike to start law school the next day. We lived downtown for a couple of years while we both finished school and then started having kids, etc., etc..... And here we are, four great kids and 13 years later!
Marrying you was the best decision I ever made, Mike. I love you and love our life together. You make my life fun and I can't wait for many more years together. Happy Anniversary!
We actually met when I was 16 and Mike was 18. He was a freshman at BYU and started dating a cute girl named Erin Farley. Yep - my older sister. They dated for a semester and then Mike went on his mission to Spain. In the meantime, I finished high school and one year at BYU. Erin met Brett and they were married a few months before Mike got home. Mike returned to the Y and we saw each other a few times on campus. He went out a few times with my roommate, Amy, but that was about it. We joke that he kept taking out the wrong girls. Maybe our kids were in heaven shouting, "No dad! Not that one. Her little sister! (or) Her roommate!" But timing is everything and I'm convinced it wouldn't have worked at that point.
After I came home from my mission, I decided to take an Institute class at the UofU .... and who should walk in but Mike. He was now 25 and was finishing up his undergrad before heading to law school that fall. He recognized me as Erin's sister but couldn't remember my first name, so he said, "You gotta love the Farleys!" After class, he asked me how Erin and Amy were -- my two best friends and two of his ex-girlfriends. Tiniest bit awkward. :} We went to Hires Big H and talked and caught up. I remember being very impressed with him this time around :) and loved hearing about what he was doing .... graduating, heading to law school, leaving soon for India with a humanitarian group. We both felt an interest in the other but we each wondered if our shared history was too weird for us to date.
Once Mike asked me out (here's that story again), we had such a great time. I remember being amazed at how comfortable everything felt and what great chemistry we had. We saw each other almost every day after that. He was heading back east to law school, though, so that was always looming. That deadline of him leaving sped up our courtship and we ended up getting engaged 6 months after we "met".
We were married in the Salt Lake temple by Harman Rector, Jr. and we both remember it being a fun/humorous ceremony. Kind of fit our personalities, I guess. 
We had a luncheon and ring ceremony at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building and a reception at The Old Meeting House. We went on our honeymoon to San Francisco and returned just in time for Mike to start law school the next day. We lived downtown for a couple of years while we both finished school and then started having kids, etc., etc..... And here we are, four great kids and 13 years later!Marrying you was the best decision I ever made, Mike. I love you and love our life together. You make my life fun and I can't wait for many more years together. Happy Anniversary!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Catch up
We're in the last few weeks before school starts and we've been playing hard and living up the time the kids have left before the routine starts back in. Here are some of our activities as of late:
* The release of Breaking Dawn is my highlight for the month. The anticipation of the book release, speculation as to the storyline and laughing at ourselves for being so obsessed has given my friends and me plenty of entertainment this summer. On the night of the big release, 7 of my girlfriends and I went to dinner together (Biaggi's always comes through with amazing food - definitely try the lobster pasta or butternut squash ravioli) and then went to my favorite book store, All Tucked In, and waited for midnight. They had food, games and lots of crazy women (us included, of course). It was fun to run into other friends there and laugh at our shared obsession.
There was even a picture in our local newspaper. (And yes, that girl on the right is wearing a prom dress -- a little tribute to the prom scene in the first book.) Here's the article.
Over the next several days, I spent every spare moment reading and enjoying the book. And I really did enjoy it. I turned the last page and gave a little satisfied sigh. If you've already read it, feel free to call me and we can discuss. :)
* The release of Breaking Dawn is my highlight for the month. The anticipation of the book release, speculation as to the storyline and laughing at ourselves for being so obsessed has given my friends and me plenty of entertainment this summer. On the night of the big release, 7 of my girlfriends and I went to dinner together (Biaggi's always comes through with amazing food - definitely try the lobster pasta or butternut squash ravioli) and then went to my favorite book store, All Tucked In, and waited for midnight. They had food, games and lots of crazy women (us included, of course). It was fun to run into other friends there and laugh at our shared obsession.
There was even a picture in our local newspaper. (And yes, that girl on the right is wearing a prom dress -- a little tribute to the prom scene in the first book.) Here's the article.Over the next several days, I spent every spare moment reading and enjoying the book. And I really did enjoy it. I turned the last page and gave a little satisfied sigh. If you've already read it, feel free to call me and we can discuss. :)
* The last few weeks have been interesting around our house because daddy has been non-existent, but for good reason. Mike is involved in a jury-trial and has been working crazy hours. He's tired but he comes home excited about the days in court and seeing how it's all unfolding. Here's hoping they win!
* Because Mike has been gone so much, I've tried to get out occasionally for some "me" time so I won't go crazy with kids all day every day. I had a mani/pedi (thanks to my mother-in-law!), went to a home boutique with my sister and nieces (great jewelry, Lisa!), saw Mamma Mia with some friends and laughed probably more than the director would have liked (I liked parts but didn't quite buy Meryl Streep rolling around and singing on the roof), and am having lunch with more girlfriends tomorrow.
* The kids and I are keeping each other entertained, too, by swimming lots, going to movies, going to Kangaroo Zoo today (big blow-up jumping things) and chillin' at home. We're enjoying the last few weeks of no real schedule (although it will be nice to have a clean house again once school starts).
That's us, these days. Call us if you want to play, too!
Friday, August 1, 2008
Not for the faint-hearted
I have to warn you before you read this story that it's pretty nasty and disgusting. So if you have a weak stomach, just scroll down and read something else. That said, here goes .... Paige had a cavity filled at the dentist a few days ago. We go to a pediatric dentist because he's amazing with kids so Paige thought the whole experience was a walk in the park. She didn't even realize that he had given her a shot. (Don't anyone tell her -- or any of my kids, for that matter. None of them realize that's part of the process of having cavities filled.) Afterwards, mouth still numb, we went to Paige's preschool orientation. The kids went into the next room to play computer games while the parents met with the teacher. Forty-five minutes later when the kids came back in, I took one look at Paige's mouth and almost gagged. She had been biting/chewing on her lip the entire time since she couldn't feel anything. I warned you it was gross.
You can hardly see anything in this picture but I couldn't bring myself to post a picture of how bad the lip really is. Trust me, this doesn't show 90% of the damage. Nasty. The poor thing has had a huge, fat lip ever since and an ugly looking wound. Paige looked at herself in the mirror this morning and said, "I look weally gwoss." She's on an antibiotic to ward off infection and seems to be doing o.k. with eating and talking but I want her pretty smile back. :{
You can hardly see anything in this picture but I couldn't bring myself to post a picture of how bad the lip really is. Trust me, this doesn't show 90% of the damage. Nasty. The poor thing has had a huge, fat lip ever since and an ugly looking wound. Paige looked at herself in the mirror this morning and said, "I look weally gwoss." She's on an antibiotic to ward off infection and seems to be doing o.k. with eating and talking but I want her pretty smile back. :{
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