Merry Christmas!

I am happy to report that this years Christmas photo's went MUCH more smoothly than last year. Jonathan was not happy to be there, yet he did not scream! I am sure it was due to the fact that our friends took these pictures at their photo studio, and Jonathan was able to sit on Mrs. Claus and not on some man- stranger with white gloves and a beard. And it also helped that he got candy after the picture. The whole drive over Jonathan kept saying, 'I not want Santa! No Santa".

Whatever it was that made this year flow...it was a success. The picture is adorable, and my nerves were not as frazzled. Halla-freakin-lujah!

Halloweens of ancient past

I am sitting here wasting time on the computer, and I run across these photos from Halloween of 2004. What a cute kid. These brought a smile to my face. Time is flyin by.

Eeeewwww Stinker!

As Jonathan and I are in the shampoo aisle of Walmart, my toddler says (yells) to me:
"Eeewwww...Mama...stinker!" "Mama STINK-er.....Eeeeewwwwww!" "stinky mama!" Over and Over again he is chanting this down the aisles. Huh...wish I would have actually let a big ole stinker so I could at least bask in the pride of such praise!

As we got to the front to pay, he changed his chant (thank goodness!) to:
"Need choc-o-late mama pleeeeeeeease" over and over. Now that's my boy!

Not one, Not two, but three touchdowns! with a side of Pepsi

The first touch down of the game! Run Forest...Run!


I'd like to title this next video, "Turn on the burners!" You'll hear Trents dad continually repeating that as Nathan is running to the end zone. What...a..riot! We keep playing it over and over to just listen to him. And then at the end of the run, you hear my crazy cackle again...Nathan commented that I have never laughed like that before. He is right...because not only was I ecstatic about his run, but Chris knocked over my pepsi soaking my backside. Note to self...do not...I repeat...do NOT wear khaki's to a game. Pepsi+khacki's=nightmare. Looked like I had some diarrhea. Not a pretty sight having to walk around with Pepsi Crack. :) Say NO to Pepsi Crack.


This one is hard to see, but Nathan caught this pass in the end zone.

Toddler + photo = crazy mom!

Here is a picture of Jonathan at his one year pictures sitting, and holding his favorite Maisy book in the red chair. It is now a year later, and time for the 2 year old picture session. I have to say that there is a major bonus to having your good friends be your photographer...they love your child and are willing to do three....yes I said three different photo sessions because your child is being a stinker and not cooperating...what..so...ever! grrrrr. The next picture is in the same red chair...can you even believe how much he has grown in one year? Holy moly! (this is a rough cut picture because they hurried and printed it off for me on their computer and I scanned it into mine...the more "professional" ones will be printed later)
And for this last one...I clapped my hands and shouted with glee when I saw this. Carol actually captured Jonathan's smile! They were playing peek-a-boo around a tree. Phew! It is nice to have those pictures done. Maybe when he is three, it'll only take ONE photo session to get a good picture. :)

Football-Game 2

Nathan had another exciting football game. He was movin and groovin...and jukin and jivin...it was just really fun to watch. Here is my favorite highlight of the day. Nathan is #30 (Trents number was always 31...pretty cool)

Touchdown! That...was....awesome!! This next video is a great catch...which at this age, no other team does. It is rare that we have a quarterback that can throw so well in 4th grade, and then a kid (my kid! yeah!) that can catch so well. They call him "sticky fingers". At the beginning of the year each player picks out a nickname that they want to be called. Nathan picked T.D. short for touchdown...thank heavens he is living up to his nickname for never having played football before! WAY fun!!!

In this next one...Nathan runs all the way across the field to make this tackle. Some of the kids on the team told Trent, "Your sons got some wheels!" (meaning he is very fast in kid lingo)

End score 27-6. Winning is fun, but I find myself when we start getting too far ahead I want the other team to score, so we all feel warm and fuzzy. Guess my competitive heart isn't so hard and crusted anymore. :)

I still got it goin on!

Each year as I get older and wider....um...I mean wiser...I wonder if "I still got it goin on". There is one thing that I do each summer to make sure that I am still movin and groovin. I figure if I can still do this one activity, I am OK. Those extra pounds that accumulate each year have not hindered my ability to perform. The second that I am not able to accomplish this task...it is time to re-evaluate and figure out what changes I need to make for the coming year...possibly a fat farm admittance. :) What might this task be that could possibly evaluate my whole year and what is to become of my future? Take a looksie and you'll see something profound and life changing in this video. Make sure you are sitting down to take it all in.

Yeah...I still got it going on. If I can still hoist my body up out of the water being pulled by a boat, and actually enjoy it? It is all good. Hand me another brownie for I have proven myself worthy. It doesn't matter that for a week I literally felt as if I shredded every...single...muscle...in my body. But hey....that's what ibuprofen is for right? Bring...it...on!

Nathan the waterskiing whizz

Watching Nathan learn to water ski this summer brought back memories of when I was his age learning to water ski. Boy oh boy, was it quite the process. Back then, we had training ski's that my dad held the end of the rope in the boat so if I fell down he could let go of the rope so I wouldn't be dragged all over the lake. Well...let's just say that my dad was not the best at remembering to let go of the rope after I fell down. I drank a ton of the American Falls Reservoir while learning to ski, and that water is nasty. *shiver*

The videos downloaded wierd and I can't figure out how to move them around...so Nathan's first try is actually the second video down. He almost got up on his first try! And then it went downhill from there. A week later, we went out again and he gave it another go around. Those are the next videos. Enjoy!

Getting closer.....

7 attempts later...we have a winner! Good job Nathan!

Idaho Boatin...gotta love it!

Me and the boys made our annual trek to Idaho this summer. We had a great time. This post is dedicated to our boating adventures! I absolutely loved boating while we were growing up. Here are a bunch of pictures...My brother Rob wakeboarding

Wipe-out!

Brayden learning how to ski....he's up

and then he's down

My sister in law Sue...ummm...yeah...need I say more?

Aaron showing off in the Air-chair

Aaron wipin out in style

Justin wakeboarding

Rob and Justin and Da boat!

Jonathan "loving" the rocks on his feet

Jordan all decked out for tubing...Aaron along for the ride

Nathan and Aaron...getting ready to hold on for dear life. Nathan ended up with a bloody lip at the end of this ride. Good times.....Goooood times.

I "heart" Garage Sales

I have never been much of a garage saler type of gal. I have seen many "professional" garage salers in my neighborhood. I have always wondered what makes them get up early every Friday morning to go and scrounge the neighborhoods for sales so they can dig through someone's "junk" (the really serious ones check the newspaper beforehand!). Well my friends, I am not quite the "professional" garage saler, but my oponions have changed. My friend Robin has introduced me to this secret world of goodness and delight. There is nothing quite as thrilling as going to a garage sale and finding a kid treasure that is only 25 cents. "You'll sell me the whole bin of hot wheels cars for 5 bucks?" You bet. "Every book is only 50 cents each?" Hook me up! "My goodness...kids clothes for a quarter each?" Back my car up and I'll buy the whole table. Wow...I am no longer blind....for now I see. Garage Sales are a gift from heaven. I hit the jackpot one day last week and now Jonathan's (and part of Nathans) christmas is complete...all for under 20 bucks. I am feeling the garage sale love people. Here is a video of one of my purchases. I've already gotten my money's worth out of it. Five bucks for endless hours of entertainment? Priceless people...absolutely priceless!

Marriage on the horizon

Trent's dad has been dating a gal for a few weeks now, and he informed us last week that they are getting married. pause...shock... Wow...that is so...well...so.....fast. I swear it just feels like we just finished planning Brenda's funeral, and now we are on to a wedding. (it's only been 5 months) Sheesh!. Talk about switching gears. Her name is Debbie, and she is a really nice gal. (her ring is gorgeous!) We got together tonight with 4 of Debbies kids (youngest one just graduated highschool) to have dinner and meet each other. It was really odd/hard for me to be over at Brenda's house and not have her there with us, and to have another woman there. It's just....different. Not necessarily bad....just different. Her kids are a crack up and very nice, we did a lot of laughing. I found myself having to hold back a gush of tears several times throughout the night. It was just hard not having Brenda there, and I am still grieving. Just two days before Chris introduced us to Debbie, Nathan had my family go to Peach Tree, the restaurant that he went with grandma to, two days before she died for their "grandma" day. He ate the same meal, and we laughed and talked about Brenda. It was a special time. He wanted to play Five Crowns tonight like we always did with grandma, and he even asked to spend the night and play games with Gramps, but Chris and Debbie had some things they needed to do. I felt so bad for Nathan. He got in the van and mentioned how that was the first time in a long time (since Brenda died) that he wanted to spend the night and he probably wouldn't be able to for a very long time. (school starts this week)

Debbie's family seems to be tickled pink that she is remarrying. She has been divorced for 5 years, so they have had five years to prepare...we have had five months. We are excited for Chris, and we don't want him to be alone, and we are happy that he has found someone so great. He is blissfully happy and can think of nothing else other then spending every waking moment being with her, they are so huggy and kissy. He can not wait to get married. They had to push the wedding back to October 10th so her family can come to town. It has been an interesting experience watching a parent go through the dating process...there are some real "special" women out there...yikes!! I pray that I never have to go through that experience of having to date again. I think I'd rather be alone...at least for a good long while. Trent is so awesome...how would I ever find anyone as awesome as him? :)

*deep breath* Life is truly an emotional rollercoaster isn't it? I am so emotional tonight...thus typing this at 1:00 am. At least I had a good long gut wrenching sobbing session...that is good for the soul every now and then right? :) I am contemplating cleaning my carpets while everyone sleeps...might as well do something useful right?

Talking Toddlers...a time bomb

joy riding through the garden

Jonathan turned two in June, and since then he has taken off with talking. He went to saying a few words, and animal sounds to complete sentences. It is so amazing...he has also started repeating everything I say. Huh...never a good thing. I never realized how many times I call people an "idiot" while I am driving. Now I am painfully aware when Jonathan repeats it in the same excited tone. "ID-iot!" A while back I went to a drive thru to get a Coke (I KNOW! Sinner I am...headache coming on...give me the caffeine!). Now any time I get a drink, Jonathan says..."Coke mama?" "Want coke mama?" I especially love it when he talks about it at church...all the time. Nothing like being in sacrament meeting and the little water trays come and Jonathan spits out that little ditty, in such a loud voice. humbling...very humbling.

So...we went to his 2 year old checkup last week, and the doctor is listening to his heartbeat and Jonathan says, "Annie hit me!" (as he slaps his own face for emphasis) And then he repeats it, "Annie HIT me!!" The doctor proceeds to look concerned and ask me who Annie was. Annie is his friend who is 18 months old. We chuckled, but I find myself wondering when the Social services are going to swing by to check out if Annie really is an 18 month old or not.

This stage has been really fun. It is always interesting to see how he puts words together to make a sentence. I sure love this kid...even if he tattles on me for drinking bad things and saying somewhat bad words. :)

Fooooooot-ballllll!

Nathan has started football this year. His buddies have been playing for 3 years now, but we just could not stomach him playing football at age 5, so he is the "new" guy. We had our first game on Saturday, and the first time Nathan touched the ball this is what happened...Check it out.



Yeah...could you tell that I was excited...my giddy laugh at the end is quite something. We all make fun of it at the house. It was SO fun to watch that. Nathan is a natural...just like Trent was. I didn't think I would get so into this football stuff. I love watching Nathan play all his sports, but I have to say that when I walked into that huge stadium with all the people cheering, I got all excited. It was quite a rush. It should be an exciting season.

Just Fortin around

Trent and Jonathan having some "fort" time. This is their version of building forts. Trent would tell Jonathan stories in the fort, and every now and then Jonathan would poke his head out to tell me what they were talking about. It is a very exciting time I tell ya. It is just so cute to watch.

Helloooo Concrete

Jonathan likes to run full speed down our neighbors steep driveway. Can we say....Road rash? Ouch! Has it stopped his sprinting down the driveway? No...not even one bit. He is my dare devil. I predict broken bones and stitches will be in our future.

Matchy Match

A few years ago, Trent and I were able to go on a cruise to Hawaii! We had a great time, even though I was 3 months pregnant, and still pretty nauseous! We saw these outfits and fell in love with them. Of course, everything seems like a good idea when you're on vacation right? We have never had the "opportunity" to wear them until recently. Trent's friend was having a big 30th birthday Hawaiian Luau, with a DJ, dinner and everything. Huh...I didn't know that people did cool stuff like that unless you have been married 50 years or something.

So...here is the perfect opportunity to don our Hawaiian apparel. We were feeling so festive in our outfits. As we arrived, people started making comments to us. "Cute...you guys match". "Hey, you guys are matching", "You both have the same Hawaiian print on....cool." "Where'd you find matching outfits?" And so on...and so on...and so on. It was then that I realized that I had turned into one of "those" married couples. Ya know...the ones that wear matching shirts, and outfits? The ones that I swore I would never become. How did this happen without even realizing that it is not cool to be matchy matchy? I guess 15 years of marriage clouds your "coolness"....besides...who cares anyways? As much as I love our outfits, I think we will refrain from wearing them at the same time from now on. :)

Spaaaaaaah Day

I have always "dreamed" about having a spa day. Ya know...where you go and get to hang out at the spa in a white fluffy robe, and the only movement you do is to go to your next spa treatment. Well folks, that dream has come true! As part of our 15 year anniversary celebration, Trent purchased a day at the spa for me. And let me say....it...was...heaven.

I was there for five hours people...man...I sure love my hubbie. I did indeed get a fluffy white robe, and I "endured" a facial, a hot stone massage, lunch (that was to die for) in a gucci leather recliner, and then to finish it off, I had a pedicure complete with my feet being dipped in hot wax. Yeah...can we say absolute heaven? I was so relaxed, that on the drive home I didn't even realize that I was driving 20 mph in a 40mph zone. I happened to look in my rear view mirror and saw the long line of cars behind me. Oops...I sped up, at least what I felt like was speeding up, to a whopping 30 mph. Good thing I lived close to home...I bet some people were feeling some serious road rage. I, on the other hand, felt nothing but goodness in my heart for all mankind. Life was good my friends. That was the best gift I have ever received.

Nathan's wedding day

Anytime we attend a wedding reception, Nathan cracks me up. He just makes himself at home hitting all the food tables. That kid LOVES going to those things...especially when they have a chocolate fountain...jackpot! The groom at this reception wanted to sing to his new bride. The dad joked that his son didn't have that good of a voice, but it came from the heart. He sang the song by George Strait, "Cross my Heart". Very sweet. In the middle of it, Nathan leans over to me and says...
"Man...he's not very good"
Me: "That doesn't really matter, it is very sweet that he is singing to her. Just think...on your wedding day, you can sing to your wife."
Nathan: "I am NOT going to do that"
Me: "Yes you will, and your new wife will LOVE it!. It'd be so sweet"
Nathan: "I'm totally not doing that" rolling his eyes, and feeling disgusted. Girls still have cooties don't ya know? :)
Me: "We'll see. It would sure be sweet"
Nathan: "Well..I'm singing "Eye of the Tiger" then." He busts into the song with gusto...'risin up...back on the streets...did my time...took my chances....'

What can I say? He's 9. Serenading his new bride with with the Rocky theme song? Why not.

My New Career

While we were driving in the car, Nathan asked me if I could have any career in the world what would it be. I first said, "Being a stay home mom, that's the best job in the world" (What can I say?, I was feeling all warm and fuzzy, the kids were pretty good today)

Nathan then said that the best job for me would be one that is from 10:00 am - 1:00 pm. (We joke all the time that I am a day person. Not a night or an early morning person...but a day person. My best hours are from 10:00am -1:00pm...after that it is all down hill...heh heh)

Then he had an idea that he was tickled about. He said, "Mom...I got it...your perfect career would be taking naps!" (that immediately got my undivided attention) "You could be a bed tester and take naps on them" (That's my boy) "And then Jonathan could be a crib tester, and he could nap when you nap"

I never thought I would find a perfect career, but I have to admit, that would pretty much be THE perfect career. Getting to take naps everyday....AND getting paid for doing it. My kid is so stinkin smart. So if you see me in your local home department store, and I am snoozing and drooling all over the bed...don't disturb me...I'm working.

Easter Egg-stravaganza!

Easter time has come and gone...so what does that mean? It is time to blog about it....after the fact. The problem with doing this by "memory" is that I can't remember all that much about it. It was practically TWO months ago. So...since my memory is not that great...I shall post many pictures documenting the day. The above picture is our Easter "baskets". A couple years ago I opted out of the whole basket thing (mainly because I cleaned the garage and threw away the baskets) and instead throwing some piles of fake grass down. Works beautifully.

My Peanut Butter "basket"

Nathan's bundle of nugget/sugar goodness AND a yo-yo, there has been a lot of "Around the worlds" and "Walking the Dog" moves goin on around here

Jonathan's shake and go car...Easter bunny had no idea how loud this thing is...and just how much Jonathan loves to shake it and watch it go...Excedrin anyone?

Trent's basket...nuggets and marshmallow eggs...he is easy to please

The Easter bunny left some hazelnut thingies and marshmallow eggs for Gramps at our house

This little egg opens...what is this I see in here?

Hmmm...something new...something sugary...

I Like it!! Jelly Beans are my new friends

Gramps brought stuff for us that the Easter Bunny left at his house. See's Candy. His Easter Bunny is wealthy. He brought "real" chocolate

Me and Da boyz

8 pictures later, Jonathan finally smiles!

My handsome boys

There ya have it. It looks like it was a good day. It must've been. Good thing I take pictures since I suffer from CRS. (Can't remember......Crap)

Summer Time

How does one know when Summer has "officially" arrived? Is it when you pull out the pool?
When you dust off those capri's and pray to the almighty that they still fit? And then you realize that you have to actually shave your legs on a more regular basis? Yuck!

The sure way that I know that Summer time is here is this:


The constant skinning of the knees...over and over and over again. Summer has officially arrived my friends. Oh yeah....OH yeah!

Anniversary The big 1-5

Wow...we have actually been married 15 years today. I don't know why that sounds so.....grown up to have been married that long, but it does. I am officially an old married gal today. Fifteen years?! Wow...that's pretty cool, AND I not only love the guy, but I still really like him too. :) Trent sent me some gorgeous flowers today...daisies...my favorite. Trent teaches at the college on Wednesday nights, so I called my friend Robin and we went out to eat to celebrate my anniversary. Any excuse to go out to eat is gladly welcomed. That call was funny to make,
"Hey Robin...it's my 15 year anniversary tonight...you want to go out to dinner tonight?"
"ummm...don't you want to go out with Trent?" she says
"yeah...but he can't go out tonight...you wanna go celebrate?"
And off we went after the kids were in bed (she has older kids that can come sit at my house and watch tv...the best part is, is that it is FREE!!)

What can I say that has not already been said in my last years Anniversary Post? I am truly blessed to have married such an awesome guy. Here's to another 15 more!

Care for a shovel anyone?

I love watching toddlers in their whole discovery process. Every day they are learning something new and experiencing new things. Jonathan has recently learned something that he is utterly and completely fascinated with. It is rare that you don't see him fine tuning this new skill. I think from his personality he is very detail oriented, because once he learns something, he practices it over and over and over again. What is this new skill? What is my brilliant toddler doing these days to delight us? This picture speaks for itself.
Yeah...ain't he brilliant? I swear he is a stinkin genius. At least he lovingly brings each nasty gooey booger to me instead of eating them. That has to be a sign of brilliant-ness right? Care for a shovel anyone? The Digging for gold has begun.
A picture with his cousin Shayla...the finger rarely strays from the nostril these days.

Utah or bust

I...am...outta here! Well at least Jonathan and I are. I am heading to Utah for a family reunion. It should be fun since I haven't seen some of these cousins since I was in middle school. They are hilarious. So...you all hold tight for a week or so and I'll catch ya later!

New Family Picture

As you can see, I posted a new family picture on the blog. Well...new if you count it was taken at Christmas. You can see that it is very similar to the year before because Jonathan is smiling up at Trent again. What a funny thing. A year in between, and the picture is basically the same. Too cute. I kept the old one on there too, because it is so precious how Jonathan loves sitting on his dads lap. Priceless.

Care to dust anyone?

My friend was over a while back and we were sitting in the living room talking. She was telling me of this wonderful place that she likes to go. She was describing where it was at, but I just could not wrap my brain around it. I am so geographically challenged. So she leans forward, puts her finger on my coffee table and begins to trace out the directions.....in the layer of dust. As she is talking, I am thinking to myself, "Man...how did there get that much dust on my table? And when is the last time I dusted? A few days?....no...A week? Possibly a couple of weeks? I can not even remember the last time I dusted". She keeps drawing, and drawing a pretty detailed map. I can see it perfectly because my table is dark, and there is so much....dust! Wow...that is embarrassing. She finishes her sketch, and we keep talking as if nothing happened.

After she left, did I immediately go and dust that table? No. I thought about it a lot though...does that count? I did learn a few things though. 1.) I have a cool friend who didn't even bat an eye at the thick layer of dust on the table and 2.) If I know that someone is coming over, just swipe a little cloth over that one table to freshen up the room a little and make it look as if I am the Happy Homemaker. :)

Drama

Every morning on the way out the door to the school bus, Nathan gives us a hug. Well...we lovingly make him give us a hug. As he was giving me his hug he says,
"Now I pause........for dramatic effect"
Huh...I thought I had to have girls to get the "drama". Guess I was wrong. At least we don't have to endure the whole menstrating thing. Phew...dodged that emotional bullet. I barely survived all my sisters. I love having boys.

This! Is Toddler Idol

I'll admit it, I am an American Idol junkie. I love watching that show. It's the true American Dream. The dream that anyone can have a shot at making it big. Too bad I am too old...it would be fun to just go try out for something like that. I wonder if they have Geriatric Idol...or AAI (Average American Idol)..WBI (Wanna be Idol). Just something to think about.

Anyways...my boys love to sing around the house. I love listening to them sing. Jonathan really gets going at night while he lays in his crib. Here's a sample of my very own Toddler Idol.

I am Woman

Sometimes in life I am blown away at the things one can accomplish in a day. Women are amazing at their ability to just get things done. Without women, this world would be lost wouldn't it? With that said, I am proud at what I accomplished. In fact, I am so proud, that I rewarded myself with a nap from the pure exhaustive-ness of it all. What was this task that I accomplished? This picture tells all.
Yes... I am Woman. I changed the wreath on the front of my door. I KNOW!! You are all blown away at my awesome-ness aren't' you? (if you read my post yesterday, you'll know what I'm talking about) Sometimes, it is hard to be humble when I accomplish such amazing things on a daily basis. :)

Christmas Over?

Curious...when is the holiday season "officially" over? I bet my neighbors are wondering the same thing. "When is she going to take that fire hazard down off her door?" I have to say though, that I sure got my 20 bucks worth out of this thing. (I wish I could say that this is an April Fools joke, that I surely still don't have a dead christmas wreath on my door...heaven forbid that I actually lift it off the nail and throw it in the garbage! That is just too much work! heh heh)

Tender Moments

Wow...it has been quite the week. I have a lot to tell you all about, but I haven't quite had the time or energy yet to do it. Nathan had a "Grandma Day" with Brenda two days before she passed away. I'll write more about that later, but one of the things they did was play Monopoly. They loved that game. I, on the other hand, can do without that blasted game. WAY too long to play a round of that game. Give me Uno, Give me Sorry, give me any other game than that. Those two however, loved that game. Brenda went into the hospital that night, after a fun "grandma day", and they were never able to finish the game. In fact, after we came home from the hospital after Brenda passed away...there...on the table...was the unfinished Monopoly game. I have to say, that that was much harder for me to see, than seeing Brenda's body after she passed. It literally ripped my heart out to see that.

Anyways, since then, Nathan has been nagging us to play monopoly. Trent started a game with him on Sunday, until family showed up and they were never able to finish. Last night, at Nathan's game, while Nathan was in the dugout with Trent (it was Nathan's turn to sit out that inning, and Trent helps out in the dugout), Nathan became upset and cried, telling Trent something like, "You said you would play a game of monopoly, but we never finished it". yeah...stab us in the heart. This poor kid is grieving his grandma...big time. She has been a HUGE part of his life...his whole life. We even lived with them for 2 1/2 years. She has gone to every game, in every sport, yelling at the top of her lungs for Nathan.

So today, all of us took a "mental" health day and went and bought a monopoly game. While Jonathan napped, Trent, Nathan, and I played monopoly for 2 1/2 hours. Oh...my! It was kindof fun I have to admit, and Nathan is one sneaky fella talking me into things that I thought were good choices, but he was conning me the whole time! It was fun. The game is still on our table until we "officially" finish it.

Tonight as Nathan was going to bed, I walked in his room, and he was on his bed tacking up his crumpled up program from Brenda's memorial service up on his wall, right next to his head where he sleeps. That just about ripped my heart out. I found a new non-crumpled one and he hung that up. (just like the picture up on top) I have to say, that I have held it together pretty well, but after everyone was in bed tonight, I could not hold back the gut wrenching tears. My heart aches for my kids losing a grandma. A grandma that was such a HUGE part of their everyday lives. We all have great memories, and we will keep those alive. It just stinks...ya know? I can't get that picture out of my head, of Nathan lovingly hanging the program by the side of his bed. He has his sports heroes on the wall, he has many posters of his Book of Mormon heroes on the wall, and now he has his most favorite hero of all. His grandma. And because of that, Brenda...you are my hero too.

The Fah-bulous Four Generations

Brenda Kunz, Trent's mother, passed away on March 14, 2009. I'll write more about that after we get all the funeral preparations and things done. The funeral is on Saturday, so I'll fill you in next week. This picture was taken 5 days before she passed away. Trent and Brenda both have March birthdays, so GG (great grandma) came up for all the celebrations. We lived it up, and I am so grateful that we did. I am SO glad that I got them together to take this picture. It is just priceless now.