Sunday, October 26, 2008

So long Soccer!


It's the end of a successful season.

No they didn't take state or even win all of their games (They finished 2-7)

But it was Kirsten's first season playing soccer, she played in every game and loved every minute of it.

We are so proud of her and her true grit. It was awesome watching her run up and down that field with a look that would scare any opponent. She was fabulous and she has even mentioned doing it again next year.


A few days ago, her coach had a party at Classic Skate. It was Kirsten's first time on roller skates and so I went to skate around with her. Well wouldn't ya know, it was the first time for practically every girl there. Everyone was falling on their backsides and laughing out loud (after letting out a small yell and moan of course)A tear found it's way to my eye as two of her soccer buddies came up, took her by each hand and said "come on Kirst, let's skate and fall together!" That was my cue to leave.

She had a blast with all of her soccer buddies that night.
She had a blast with all of her soccer buddies on the field.
She made new friends who just adore her.
She didn't make a goal or much less kick the ball.
But, soccer was a success this year and man did she score!

Monday, October 20, 2008

last day of UEA

Just a little shout out to dad who after getting himself ready for work this morning made sure to get the girls up for school too-at 6:45 A.M. asking who was showering and who was practicing.

The girls quickly let him know exactly who was doing what. . . "DAD!!!!!!"

No school today :)

Hon- you're the best! I just love that you help out by getting the girls up in the morning while I take care of the baby. Love your guts!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

UEA Weekend



Being the FUN MOM that I am, I decided to take the girls down to sunny, warm St George to frolic in the sun and swim to their hearts content.

After packing the car and praying for safety we headed off for what was to be the best UEA break ever. Just the girls and me. I was even in cool mom mode too: candy gallore, movies to watch, fun music, and I had plans to eat out every night and say yes to Kirsten when she asked if she could get a coke. Yes this was it and we were so excited.

Well about 2 hours into the trip as we were ascending the gigantic hill past Scipio, the burb died. The engine just stopped and the irony is that I was just thinking "hmmmm I wonder if this is the hill Elder Holland talks about in his talk 'An High Priets of Good Things to Come' (super good talk BTW) and then nothing-it turned off and I coasted as far to the top of that hill as I could and piled off at Exit 184.

I had no idea what to do and in an attempt to find my purse and call AAA I realized that my wallet was missing. So I call my dear husband Jim who incidentally was at home sick with the flu. While he spent the next 30 minutes making arrangements I had a bonding moment or two doing the following:

*We said a prayer together asking that everything would be all right

*We said another prayer asking for help

*I taught the girls how to pee off of the side rail of a suburban

*We waved at the many cars that had the audacity to pass a pregnant mom holding a baby with 2 girls by her side

*We cheered as Larry the tow truck guy came to save us


* We laughed again as we crammed into the front of his tow truck all the way back to Draper (roughly a 2 hour drive)
*Seeing Jim/dad at the repair garage and being elated at his presence

*Finding my wallet that had fallen out of my purse at home

I had a moment today as I sat in the front seat of that tow truck holding Lilly on my lap with Kirst asleep on my side and Anna resting on Kirst. I was mom in the full sense of the word. I was responsible for these girls -how overwhelming is that? There we were stranded on the freeway, just the four of us and everything turned out ok. No freak outs-but there were few disappointed hearts (including mine) at the thought of going back to Draper. But we did manage to laugh about it and in the words of Elder Wirthlin's mother: "Come what may and love it" were resounding in my head. At least we are all alive and the one creepy guy who stopped to help us didn't kill us.

Creepy guy gets out of the car wearing glasses and has a notepad and pen in his front pocket (probably with a list of names of people he's killed)
Guy:"you girls ok?"
Me: We're ok thanks for stopping though
Guy: Are you all alone? No husband?
Me: Ummm the tow truck guy just called and is only a few miles away
Guy: ohhh ok (stands there for a bit)
Me: well thanks anyway-you are so kind. Come on girls let's get our bags and get ready for the tow truck

The Burb died 5 miles outside of a city that happened to have Triple A. Lilly didn't sleep at all which is weird since the ride down was during her nap time yet she slept the entire time in the tow truck back to Draper. Triple A only covers 100 miles of towing and from Scipio to Draper which is roughly that so we only had to pay $40 for the tow.

Monday, October 13, 2008


Well we spent the evening at the ER last night. Our dear, kind, doctor of a home teacher recommended Jim go in after looking at his right calf.

Last week Jim's leg was feeling a bit sore and by Friday it was swollen, red and warm to the touch. He tried some antibiotics and nothing changed so off the the ER we went.

Here are some of the highlights of the evening:

*We had been bottling salsa all day and we really wreaked of it! I was kinda grossing myself out/craving mexican food. When the Tech came in to take Jim's blood pressure/temp the first thing he said was: "Wow it smells like Salsa in here! Does anyone have chips? It smells good." (we shamefully admitted to being the cause of the stench-later the 9 week pregnant nurse will notice the smell and not appreciate it as much.)

Jim got wheeled to his private room (cubicle with a curtain) and a lovely gown where he sat and waited for the following visits: Nurse, admin lady, doctor, ultrasound guy, etc.

*After the ultrasound guy did his thing the nurse came in and informed us that: "Well I spoke with the the tech and I have a verbal diagnosis which I am to give to the doctor. He has to come in and talk to you about it, I can't. . . but you do have a couple of blood clots in your leg. They will probably start you on Coumadin but I hope they don't since I personally think it is RAT POISON. It's better if they just give you the shots that you will administer to yourself everyday for the next 6 months or so. But you didn't hear it from me so act surprised when the doctor comes in."

15 minutes later nurse enters the room (doctor never came)

*Nurse: "OK so the doctor wants to go ahead and start you on Coumadin"
Jim: "You mean the RAT POISON?!"
Nurse: "Well it's not THAT bad. But he also wants you to do the shots for a few days. I am going to go ahead and show you how to do it. It's not that hard I promise. Now the best thing to do is to give yourself the shot in the fattiest part of the body-so go ahead and grab a chunk of your belly. Now all you have to do is stick it in and punch the medicine through. In my skinny patients I have them put it in at at 45 degree angle but it looks like you have enough flesh to just stick it in. Go ahead now-the medicine going in hurts way worse than the needle."

20 minutes later the Doctor comes in

Doctor: "well you have a few blood clots but since they are in the leg we are going to go ahead and treat it as an outpatient. If it were in your arm we would have you stay. You will need to be on the blood thinner for about 6 months and the shots for roughly 5 days.
Jim: "Are there any side effects?"
Doctor: "If your Coumadin levels get to high you can bleed internally and ultimately die. Just be sure to see your physician and get your blood checked regularly. Ok you are good to go we will get you your discharge papers and send you home."


Good times! My saint of a mother came over and sat with the kids while we were there. We got home around midnight, Jim got his prescription filled and this morning began with a show and tell to the kids of Daddy putting the needle in the "fattiest part of his body". I'm just glad it was him instead of me, it would have been really hard to find a fatty part of my body! :)