Swiss Daze

Who doesn't love Swiss Days in Midway Utah? Michelle, my squeeky shoe girlfriend (shamelss plug for "The Squeeky Shoe") shared a booth with the "Bows and Bobbies" girls. Michelle invited me up to stay at her family cabin and hang out with her on Saturday to get my fix of the mass humanity. I felt like Templeton the Rat from Charlotte's Web. I glutted my way through a "Swiss (navajo) Taco", cookies made with love from the dedicated R.S. booth, warm cinnamon sugar almonds, and half a box of whoppers that I ate all by myself on the way there. Oh, and lets not forget the taco salad from Don Julio's fine mexican eatery late, late Friday night. (That was a seriously bad choice!) Its no wonder I couldn't fit into my Sunday best today. (burp!) So, it was a great weekend in the world of boutiques, shopping and good friends. I think I might work on some hand woven handicrafts of my own so I can get a piece of the excitement, and maybe a little more carnie food...

The proudest new Auntie!!!

Sophie and Finn arrived at 9:34 and 9:36 on Tuesday morning. After a scare with Ashlee's liver (H.E.L.L.P. Hypertension, Elevated Liver enzymes, Low Platelets, its really scary, and can be fatal), and an emergency c-section S&F made their debut at 33 weeks. Sophie weighed in at a whopping 4lbs 4oz and Finn was 4lbs 11oz. Sophie was a little champ breathing and doing everything all by her big girl self, Finn needed a little oxygen help 'til he pulled his breathing tube off yesterday morning announcing that he too was big, and didn't need help. They are still in ICU learning to "suck, swallow, breath" and working on keeping their temperatures up. Other than that everyone is doing awesome, and in case your are wondering, I have pretty much dropped all my baby weight and am ready for swimsuit season ;). I am in baby bliss, loving every peek I've gotten at them, and counting the time til I can hold them, and kiss their faces off! Congrats Ash and Audy we love those babies!!!

Holes in our head

Written in sharpie on the outside of a ziplock sandwich baggie, with a microscopic front tooth inside...



Dear Tooth Fairy,

Please do not take this object.

Love,
Aspen



After reasoning with me that she has already given the tooth fairy 2 of her teeth, which justifies her getting the cash, and keeping the tooth Aspen stashed the pearly treasure in the baggie under her pillow and said to me, "Mom, please tell the toothfairy to leave me a dollar. No wait, tell the toothfairy to leave me a credit card."


As much as I love my neighborhood and the life style we enjoy I will be putting our house on the market today. We are moving to a one room shack with a leaky roof, and a dirt floor. Each of my children will have two sets of clothes. They will wear 1 set for 3 days, then swap out for the clean set. At which time they will use whatever rain water we've collected to swish out the dirty set. And now that Aspen is officially in 1st grade she is old enough to get a job, and instead of the dance lessons she plans to attend after school she will be walking the streets collecting old soda cans to recycle. I feel like this is the only chance I have to save my children.

Please Pray for Ali

After reading Amy's blog I thought I would also send out a plea for prayers. My friend's little 3 year old daughter was kicked by a horse in the back of the head on Monday night (11th). She is currently in the pediatric ICU at Primary Children's. She is holding on, but is still in very critical condition. She needs our prayers, and I know that God hears, and answers us. So on behalf of Codee, and her family please remember little Ali in your thoughts and prayers.

Should I worry?

I'm not sure that this is what the toy makers had in mind when they invented splash balls, or when excercise balls were invented that this is what it would come to. However, trust Aspen to shove anything she can find up her shirt, or down her swimsuit, which ever the case may be. My little Aspen has been looking forward to the day when her body begins to "blossom" since she realized boys were boys, and girls were girls. Soooo opposite of me. I was pretty much mortified when my body betrayed me and started "growing" without my permission. My entire pre teen, and most of my teenage life was spent behind the protective covering of an extra large t shirt over my swimsuit. I'm thinking about taking her a convent, where they will first cleanse the demons from her soul, then lock her up until she is 25.

Two Face

So if you've seen the new Batman movie, you've seen Two Face. Well, last night I had my own Two Face accident. Only thankfully, mine only involved water, no gasoline. I was making 7 minute frosting on the stove, using a pan and a metal bowl as my double boiler. Five minutes into my 7 minute frosting I hear a loud BOOM! and it takes me a second to realize that boiling water just popped all over the left side of my face. After gaining a little composure and checking it out in the mirror I decided an ER visit was the way to go. The ER visit resulted in some high adventure fun too. They gave me a drug called Delodin (sp?) for pain in my I.V. and as he was administering it he said that I might feel a little pressure or heaviness in my chest. Well, no sooner did he say that than I couldn't breath. No not a little pressure of heaviness in my chest, I was drowning. I scrambled off the table, and started pawing my way up Gregs arm to try and stretch my body long enough to have a decent lung capacity, and finally after about 2 minutes the effect started to wear off, and I could breath easily again. The drug actually worked really well, after it tried to kill me ;). Soo, half a burned face, a drug reaction, and pound of salve later I was on my way back home. Harvey Dent + Sunni White forever!!!