Watch Party!

Have you seen the beaded watches that everyone is wearing? I am going to be having a watch party next Saturday, June 26th. There are tons and tons of faces and bands to choose from as well as other jewelry. I get so many compliments when I wear mine, you need one, I swear! It is going to be at Rikki's house in Shumway, come and go from 12 noon til 2. We will have some kind of food.... not sure what yet, but it will be good! Call or comment if you need directions. We will have our jeans there too for those of you who have been wanting to try some on.

And I know, this isn't a real post, and I haven't posted anything decent for months, but one of these days....

Snow Day!

My 2 sisters-in-law, in Heber, had been snowed into their driveway with about 2 feet of snow for the past two days when we decided to go shovel them out yesterday. Moroni didn't think it would take too long so we strapped a couple of tubes to the top of the tahoe and thought we might have some fun while we were at it. When we got there Moroni used the car like a snow plow and cleared it out enough to where they could at least get onto the road if needed. We all got bundled up and decided to go tubing. Someone said, "We should go to the church ranch, they have an awesome hill we used to go on." So we started the trek. The road wasn't as bad as it could have been, but it had obviously not been traveled since the snow hit. We got about 1/2 mile down the road when we could see that the road had been fenced off. We were having trouble turning around in the 3+ feet of snow, in a very small area to maneuver in, even with the 4-wheel drive. I thought it would be easier to just back up following our tracks in, so we tried. Not good, that is all I can say. We made it about 3/4 of the way before getting stuck. We probably could have pushed the car out, but my wonderful manly man insisted he could get us out using his mad 4-wheel driving skill. Well, not soon after we were sinking in some serious mud on the driver's side. Moroni couldn't get out the drivers door since the snow was at the level of our window so he slid out the window and started shoveling with his hands of course since he had opted out of bringing the shovel that was sitting by the door in Heber.
We ended up calling one of Moroni's old friends to come pull us out. We were delayed more than an hour, but found a fun place to go tubing anyway. More could have gone wrong besides getting stuck, Ezra being unable to pee out the window from inside the car because we couldn't open the doors, faulty snow boots/gloves/hats, snot frozen to 2 kids faces, constant rainish snow during the whole event, and a melted pair of snow pants after trying to warm them by the fireplace. We still had a blast, and the hot chocolate and Vao's famous homemade fried chicken made it all better!

Velma and Vao enjoying watching Moroni kick snow around outside and say cuss words under his breathe, and Ezra peeking from behind their seat.

The view from the driver's seat. (The snow is only inches from the top of the door!)

Ezra being his cheesy self

So happy to be out of the car

Moroni assisting Ez with his pants after his unsuccessful attempt to pee out the window

Chandler waiting patiently in the car for Dad to get us unstuck!

Finally outside!

My second turn with the terrible 2's

I seriously cannot believe Chandler is 2 years old. I feel like we have had her forever, but it seems like I was just barely pregnant with her at the same time. She is such a funny little girl. She has quite a personality. She is what I call "stuck up" a lot of the time. She is starting to warm up to some people, but only when she wants to. I am afraid the terrible 2's are going to be extra terrible this time around. With Ezra it was more like the terrible 3's, but it has already started with Miss Chan. Yesterday was day one, only 364 more to come. She can be so loving and cute, but she has such a stingy, naughty side too! We already knew this but it was confirmed at the birthday party. She got a playset for her "babies" that included a stroller, high chair, playpen, and some other stuff that she would not let any of the other kids play with. She didn't necessarily want to play with it, but she was not going to let anyone else either. She would have a baby in the stroller, then see Mylee or someone else playing with another baby and accessory, scream, run steal whatever she had, throw it, then go back to her baby and stroller. It was somewhat of a nightmare, having several, 1-2 year old girls fighting/pinching/biting/hairpulling over babies, strollers, and princess chairs. We did have a surprise guest, Santa! After the initial shock and 90% of the kids crying we took turns sitting on his lap. Mylee loved Santa, in fact, she would not get off his lap. She would just touch his beard, or rub his belly and repeat,"Sata" over and over. She is in most of the pictures with the other kids. Thanks Velma and Vee for grilling in the cold wind for your favorite neice's birthday party. It was "Delish" as Kiara would say.

Anyway, wish me luck everyone. I will need it for at least the next 364 days.
Pictures to come...

I am thankful...

I am thankful for the ridiculous amount of taxes that come from my paycheck because that means I have a job

I am thankful for my huge stack of laundry that needs put away and the dishes in my sink because that means my family is close by

I am thankful for my jeans that are a bit too tight because it means I have enough food on the table

I am thankful for my electric/gas bill because it means I am warm

I am thankful for my busy, sometimes hectic days because that means I am getting something accomplished

I am thankful for my sore feet because that means I am able to work

I am thankful for my extra clingy daughter because that means I am loved

I am thankful for my children's forever runny noses... approximately 50 cold viruses down/200 to go.

I am thankful for Ezra's smart alyk comments and 12 year old attitude because that means he is learning and growing {just not all good}

I am thankful I can't sleep and am awake with a headache at 5 AM because that means I can blog in peace and quiet.

Missing the "E dog"...

Elder Michael Levi and Uncle Billy

We spent most of last week in Provo with Moroni's family. Michael, our nephew just got home from his mission in the Philippines. We drove up Thursday evening. We left home about 4:00 pm so the kids would sleep most of the way (wishful thinking). We arrived about 2 in the morning. The kids did okay on the drive, not terrible, but definitely not good. We were all there, about 40 of us, to meet Michael at the airport. It was crazy fun that night. The next day we had a big luau for him. We stayed Sunday and planned on leaving Monday morning. Well, long story short we didn't come home until Thursday night. And we came home one short! Ezra stayed there. He was having such a blast with all of his cousins. As soon as he woke up everyday he wanted to go see if his "boy cousins" were awake. He was stuck to Michael like glue as well. I don't know why, maybe it had something to do with the fact that he took Ezra to Chuck E. Cheeses everyday we were there just about! Next weekend we will be going to Vegas to another nephew's eagle scout court of honor. We are going to meet the Provo Tenney's there and see if our son wants to come home! Probably not, but we are taking him anyway. Me and Chan don't know what to do with ourselves without him, surprisingly enough. Moroni is dying without him too.

I am sure he is having a great time. I was a little worried because he usually has a breakdown about midnight whenever he sleeps anywhere but home. Every time I call he will basically say hi, then bye because he is too busy to talk. Man, he is getting big and I am getting so old!

These are pictures from Ezra's preschool class field trip to Thunder Raceway during transportation week. Ezra said this was "the funnest day ever!" Ezra sat with the boys at the very top and cheered as the car went round and round the track.

Sixth Street Preschool

Today was the first day of my 2.5 hr/3 day per week break. Sixth Street preschool started today. Ezra's 2.5hr/3 day per week "best day ever" began today. It is "All about me" week. Snack for the first day consisted of a human paperdoll. Sounds delicious doesn't it?

Thankfully, this year we have someone to carpool with. Ezra's new best girl friend, Desi, gets to ride in our car every other week. This week Ezra gets to ride in her car. Chandler gets to spend 'me and mommy' time, which she doesn't need because she already doesn't leave my side for more than 2 seconds unless she is sleeping. Maybe she will get enough of me with this new adventure of having me all to herself. Probably not.

Chandler, or Princess, as she already thinks she should be called, can't get enough of clothes, shoes, and "pretties." The mirror is the girl's best friend. I have learned not to interfere with the choosing of shoes in the morning unless I am prepared for a major meltdown. "What have I done?" I sometimes ask myself. I thought it was so cute when she wanted to carry a purse around, or when we had to spend 15 minutes looking at the shoes at Wal-Mart. Now I think I am in trouble. "Pretty?" she'll ask, as she puts lip gloss on in the mirror after watching me put on my makeup. I'm afraid I have created 2 monsters between the princess and her brother.

Ezra pouting on the tramp because he has to wait to ride the 4-wheeler after preschool.

Chandler being her girly self.