Red cups

 Here's what 2 four year old girls, 20 minutes and a lot of red cups will get you:

 

And they did it all by themselves!

cast away

In an effort to get Kirsten ready to DRIVE and go on TREK, we are trying to stretch out the muscle in her  right leg. She had her leg put at an awkward angle and then hard cast in that position. She will have to wear the cast for a week and then the Physical Therapist will measure the angle to see if it worked.
If it doesn't work then she will have to get Botox shots in both legs and recast for 4 weeks.
Yes, both legs.
In hard casts.
For 4 weeks.
The PT seems to think it is "no big deal" and that she will "be fine".
Fingers crossed!

 

Oh and she can't get it wet or even try to cover it with plastic. Thank goodness there is a shower head in the bath tub. 

Beard-be-gone

It all began as a healthy "non-competitive" No Shave November with his brother Dave. And....2 1/2 months of growth and many compliments from the (older) ladies in the ward, Jim was ready to shave it off.
 I loved it and was sad to see it go.
Luckily he looks good either way!

 

 

Grandpa Mel

Last Saturday we said goodbye to our Grandpa Mel.

Back in November he fell and hit his head and never fully recovered from the fall.

Grandma Annette arranged for him to come home and to receive hospice care.

On January 7th She called and asked if I would meet her at the house at 3:30 to help her get ready for Mel's arrival.  I got to her home at 3:00 and did paperwork with the Hospice nurse. Annette arranged for a transportation company to bring Mel from the Care Facility where he had been staying. He arrived at 3:40 and they carefully moved him from the gurney to the hospital bed. Annette, Jake, Julie, the Hospice nurse  the transportation guys and me were all in the room and Annette said "I don't think he is breathing. His chest usually moves up and down." The nurse listened with her stethoscope and checked for a pulse. Annette looked at the 2 transport guys and jokingly said "What kind of drive did you take over here?" We giggled and then we all watched and waited.

The nurse put the stethoscope back around her neck and said "He's home." Annette began to sob. Julie put her arms around her mom and cried with her. I walked over to Jake and put my arm in his arm. We all just cried.

I called Jim and he left work to come down to the house. Julie began calling her siblings. I was asked to call Mel's kids. I was also asked to go over to Grandma Fugal's house and tell her. I shared an intimate and tender moment with grandma Fugal.

She was in the middle of watching Dr. Phil with the volume at full capacity. She couldn't hear me knock of come in. I startled her a bit but she did know who I was. I sat by her side and told her the news. She began to cry and she repeated over and over again, "Oh how wonderful! It's just so wonderful!"

I went back to Annette's and stayed there for the duration of the evening.  Family came over and we all mourned with each other. It was both a sad and happy time. At 8:00 we called the mortuary and they came to get Grandpa. Jim and 2 of Mel's sons helped them move Mel and put him into the hearse.

The Funeral was 4 days later and it was a beautiful service. One of the best parts was seeing all of the scouts in uniform standing at salute and holding American Flags. Mel was a huge scouter and had even been the last person to ever receive a college degree in scouting from BYU.

We will miss that loving, kind, mild mannered and even tempered grandpa. He was a great man who did a lot for Annette and her family. There are so many stories of his goodness and the miracles that were wrought by the workings of his hands. So grateful we were blessed to have him in our lives. We will love him and miss him.

Selfie

When Lilly steals my phone:

Black Friday

"Mom- it's black friday. Do we have to wear black all day?" ~Sophia

"Mom, on Black Friday are we supposed to help blind people? ~Lilly

Officer Johnson

Sergeant Derek Johnson  Draper Police Department, Utah

   End of Watch: Sunday, September 1, 2013

 

Anna, Jim and I had the opportunity of getting to know Officer Johnson via Peer Court. We were grief stricken by this tragic news. Sergeant Derek Johnson was shot and killed when he stopped to check on a vehicle parked on the side of South Fort Street shortly before 6:00 am. We were awakened that morning by hearing a helicopter flying low over our home. After receiving many texts, phone calls and watching the local news we were informed that we were to stay in our home and that church had been cancelled.

Investigators determined that a man and woman had been in an accident at 900 East and 13800 South, striking fixed objects, and kept going until they came to a stop at 13200 S. Fort St., where Johnson came across them. As he drove up, Johnson, 32, was "ambushed" by the man in a silver Volvo, who also shot the 34-year-old woman with him. After shooting at Johnson, the man turned the gun on himself. The man and woman survived the gun shots and have been sentenced to jail. 

The above pictures are of Kirsten helping put up flags the day before the funeral. On the day of, starting in Draper, Flags and people lined the entire procession.