You wouldn't know it to look at them, but these kids are related.What cute kids we make in our family.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Cousins
You wouldn't know it to look at them, but these kids are related.What cute kids we make in our family.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wired....
So, our fantastic friends Scott and Tina gave us a laptop! We are now connected. Woo hoo! I feel like not such an outcast anymore. Thank you Scott and Tina. You guys are the best!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
For Those Who Haven't Heard...
We received some surprising news a little over a month ago. We are expecting another little one towards the end of this year. We heard the heart beat a couple of weeks ago during the ultrasound to determine the due date. November 2. Wow. We are excited and nervous all at the same time. Two kids seems so much bigger than one. (This coming from a girl with 7 other siblings. Go figure.)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Matty's Homecoming
He's been home for a month but I have been slacking. He asked me why I hadn't even mentioned on my blog that he's home. So here ya are Matty. He got home on January 22. That was the day that I killed my parents' car. The one I was borrowing while our car was being fixed. Their car had a leaky radiator so we just put fluid in it before we drove it. That morning I hurried and filled the radiator, strapped Korbin in and headed off. The car wouldn't heat up at all through the canyon and I called my dad and asked if that was a problem. He didn't know what to tell me. I made it out of the canyon and turned to head towards Orem when every light on the dash went off and the car died and a cloud of smoke came puffing out. I drifted to the side of the road. I jumped out the car and grabbed Korbin as fast as I could afraid the car would blow at any moment. A young man pulled up behind me and took a look under the hood. He said "I used to be a mechanic and I was going to see if there was something I could do for you but this needs a tow truck." Jubilation! I accepted a ride from said young man up to Will's Canyon Stop and chased Korbin around while I waited to be rescued. Andrew, Julie and Joel arrived, we went back to the car to get the car seat (I know, I know but the ride to the gas station was only about 50 feet) and we were back on our way to the airport. We arrived just before he got there, unfortunately I was in the bathroom changing a diaper when he made his grand entrance. We did get to see our cousin Lisa, and her son Ryan at the airport. Ryan was leaving that day to enter boot camp. We are proud of you Ryan. Keep up the good work!
So there you have it. Matty's home.
So there you have it. Matty's home.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
7even Random Facts
Ok, so I was tagged by my friend Raya back in November to do this. Three months later...
1. I broke my front left tooth while playing Ultimate Frisbee in the pool a few years ago. Someone threw the Frisbee to me from the other end of the pool, vertically, and I caught it with my mouth. The bottom half and entire backside of my left tooth is veneered. If you look closely you can see a line.
2. My husband and I drew each others blood before we ever even talked. We were in hematology class together. He really intimidated me and made me nervous. (He had this goatee that was more like a soul patch I guess. It grew in a triangle from his bottom lip and it was really long. After we started kissing I made him shave it.) In fact we never really talked until a mutual friend of ours invited him to come ice skating with the singles ward. He helped me around the rink and the rest is history...
3. I have a disorder called trichotelamania, which means I pull my hair out. When I was little, I once pulled all of my eyelashes out. I look startled in all the pictures from that period in time. I'm not as bad as I was when I was little, but I still do it.
4. I like to sleep with the blinds open. I like being able to see outside if I wake up in the middle of the night and I like the sun shining down on me in the morning. Incidentally, I have discovered that my back yard neighbors keep a light in every room (at least the ones I can see from the back) of their house all night long.
5. I went to Japan when I was sixteen. The only things I remember how to say in Japanese are: My name is Jessica, and I am sixteen years old.
6. I am the oldest of eight children. In Utah that is not too uncommon. But when we lived in Seattle we got stares. I remember when my parents' took us down town to tour the Seattle Underground. I was ten. We were waiting to cross the street and someone drove by and yelled out their window "you have too many kids!" I think that was the first time it really dawned on me that our family was bigger than most. I was so embarrassed.
7. My first car was a 1983 VW Scirocco. My car looked exactly like this, same color and everything. When I moved back home from Washington my dad flew up to drive down with me. He was too tall for the car so we had to drive the entire way to Utah with the sun roof open so his head could stick out the top. This is one of my favorite memories of my dad.
I tag:
Daffany
Tina
Heather
Chrissy
Jessica W.
Julie
Vita
Carolyn
Nicky
And anyone else who wants to do it. It's a lot easier than doing that 25 random things going around on Facebook. (I'm still working on that one.)
1. I broke my front left tooth while playing Ultimate Frisbee in the pool a few years ago. Someone threw the Frisbee to me from the other end of the pool, vertically, and I caught it with my mouth. The bottom half and entire backside of my left tooth is veneered. If you look closely you can see a line.
2. My husband and I drew each others blood before we ever even talked. We were in hematology class together. He really intimidated me and made me nervous. (He had this goatee that was more like a soul patch I guess. It grew in a triangle from his bottom lip and it was really long. After we started kissing I made him shave it.) In fact we never really talked until a mutual friend of ours invited him to come ice skating with the singles ward. He helped me around the rink and the rest is history...
3. I have a disorder called trichotelamania, which means I pull my hair out. When I was little, I once pulled all of my eyelashes out. I look startled in all the pictures from that period in time. I'm not as bad as I was when I was little, but I still do it.
4. I like to sleep with the blinds open. I like being able to see outside if I wake up in the middle of the night and I like the sun shining down on me in the morning. Incidentally, I have discovered that my back yard neighbors keep a light in every room (at least the ones I can see from the back) of their house all night long.
5. I went to Japan when I was sixteen. The only things I remember how to say in Japanese are: My name is Jessica, and I am sixteen years old.
6. I am the oldest of eight children. In Utah that is not too uncommon. But when we lived in Seattle we got stares. I remember when my parents' took us down town to tour the Seattle Underground. I was ten. We were waiting to cross the street and someone drove by and yelled out their window "you have too many kids!" I think that was the first time it really dawned on me that our family was bigger than most. I was so embarrassed.
7. My first car was a 1983 VW Scirocco. My car looked exactly like this, same color and everything. When I moved back home from Washington my dad flew up to drive down with me. He was too tall for the car so we had to drive the entire way to Utah with the sun roof open so his head could stick out the top. This is one of my favorite memories of my dad.
I tag:
Daffany
Tina
Heather
Chrissy
Jessica W.
Julie
Vita
Carolyn
Nicky
And anyone else who wants to do it. It's a lot easier than doing that 25 random things going around on Facebook. (I'm still working on that one.)
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Oh BOY!
What is the mother of a VERY active boy to do when it's cold and yucky outside? Here are just a few the things that Korbin has discovered he likes to do:
* Open the dishwasher and take out sharp objects (i.e. spin a pizza cutter by the blade with his little hands)
* Open the oven and say "hot"
* Climb on to the back of the couch and sit there
* Open the door to the utility closet in the bathroom (when mommy is going potty - only time he is in the bathroom) and touch wires
* Stand on the bottom shelf of the changing table as it wobbles forward (I am going to put this way, but it has the humidifier on it and I have no idea what to do with it if the changing table is gone)
* Turn on the gas fireplace (which is usually barricaded by a gate, but I used the gate to barricade him in the family room the other day as to stop him from doing the first item mentioned on this list)
* Pull on the stand the microwave is on so it wobbles precariously
Ahhhhhhh! Needless to say we are both very ready for Spring to come so we can run around outside. Korbin is not crazy about the snow and neither am I. But what do I do in the mean time? We are going to be the death of each other if he keeps finding things like this to do. We go to the library on Wednesdays but it is obviously not enough. What do I do to entertain him? Seriously, tell me!
* Open the dishwasher and take out sharp objects (i.e. spin a pizza cutter by the blade with his little hands)
* Open the oven and say "hot"
* Climb on to the back of the couch and sit there
* Open the door to the utility closet in the bathroom (when mommy is going potty - only time he is in the bathroom) and touch wires
* Stand on the bottom shelf of the changing table as it wobbles forward (I am going to put this way, but it has the humidifier on it and I have no idea what to do with it if the changing table is gone)
* Turn on the gas fireplace (which is usually barricaded by a gate, but I used the gate to barricade him in the family room the other day as to stop him from doing the first item mentioned on this list)
* Pull on the stand the microwave is on so it wobbles precariously
Ahhhhhhh! Needless to say we are both very ready for Spring to come so we can run around outside. Korbin is not crazy about the snow and neither am I. But what do I do in the mean time? We are going to be the death of each other if he keeps finding things like this to do. We go to the library on Wednesdays but it is obviously not enough. What do I do to entertain him? Seriously, tell me!
Monday, January 26, 2009
A Little WD-40 Please!
Ok, so I am hanging at my parents and decided to steal a moment at the computer to update our blog. And now I don't know what to write! I feel so rusty at this. I guess I can relay the story of how our Christmas went for those who haven't heard yet. It is a wonderful story that we will retell year after year just to remind ourselves Christmas can only get better ;o).
READY? OK!
So Tucker had to start his work week on Christmas day (I know! Sucky right? Well it just so happens that he is going to have to work like the next seven Christmases or something. Whatever, don't even get me started.) Ok I am focused again, Tucker had to work Christmas so he brought Korbin and me down to my parents' house to spend the night on Christmas eve. The plan was for us to go back home on Christmas day so we could spend time with Tucker when he got home from work at 7:00pm. You know, there have been many years when I have wished for snow and been disappointed, why couldn't the tons of snow have come on one of those Christmases? Well the snow meant that Korbin and I had to spend another night at my parents' house (good thing we made a run to Family Dollar on Christmas eve to buy some undies for me. I forgot to pack them. Oops.)
Tucker on the other hand tried to brave the snow and drive home. He didn't make it. The car lodged itself in a snow bank somewhere around six miles out of the canyon. Good Samaritans did pull over and worked with Tucker for an hour or two to get it unstuck. Success! Tucker promptly called and canceled the tow truck that was on it's way. It might have been a good idea to see if the car started before canceling it, but he didn't and it wouldn't. And wouldn't ya know? the insurance company could no longer find a tow truck in the area. So Tucker and one of the Good Samaritans (a UDOT plow driver) undid their hours of work and pushed the car back where it had been. Mr. G.S. then gave Tucker a ride home and told him he would call the Sheriff's office and let them know about the trouble.
Ok, 10:00 a.m. next morning: Tucker has a tow truck pick him up and head back to the scene of the crime. The car is gone. So they go back in to town and somehow find the car. It was impounded at 8 a.m. by the Sheriff. Go figure. No problem, Tucker has already taken the day off so he will just bail the car out and go home. Only, the state of Utah offices are now closed on Fridays (whose brilliant idea was that?!) and so the car has to sit in the impound over the weekend and rack up daily fees. Fantastic! Tucker has the tow truck take him home. Have you ever wondered how much it would cost to joy ride with a tow truck driver? For an hour it's about $174.
Monday: I wake up early, shower, send positive vibes out into the universe. I get dressed and do my hair and makeup (I want the impound lot to see me at my finest) and then get Korbin up and ready to go. A family friend picks Korbin and me up. We struggle with the car seat, get Korbin buckled in, and we're off! We first have to go to the car and get the license and registration and then to the state building. Positive vibrations, positive vibrations-they must have not quite made it to the universe. They wouldn't release the car to me because my name was not on the title cue the tears. I needed a notarized letter from Tucker saying I could free our heap from the impound (Tucker was gone from 3am-7pm that week working, where were we supposed to get a letter notarized?.) When the clerk told me he was sorry I muttered something very intelligent like "Yeah, sure you are" and turned to make my grand exit. Only, the title fell out of my purse as I left and the clerk had to call me back to retrieve it. A proud moment for me.
Ok, this is getting lengthy so I'll try and wrap it up. So our family friend (Thanks John!) went home after dropping us off and he and his wife called the state office back and explained our situation to them. They said that a signed letter with a copy of Tucker's license would be good enough. Tucker made it to the copy place at 6:59 that night. They closed at 7:00. So we finally got the car out on Tuesday and it has been sitting at the mechanics for several weeks now (which is another story all its own). Andrew and Julie came and helped me tow it down to a mechanic in Provo today. Hopefully they will be able to get to it sometime this year and we will once again be riding in style.
Oh, did I mention that car we were borrowing from my parents died in a huge cloud of smoke as we were trying to go the airport the other day? Ah well, that story will have to wait for another time. Dinner's ready...
READY? OK!
So Tucker had to start his work week on Christmas day (I know! Sucky right? Well it just so happens that he is going to have to work like the next seven Christmases or something. Whatever, don't even get me started.) Ok I am focused again, Tucker had to work Christmas so he brought Korbin and me down to my parents' house to spend the night on Christmas eve. The plan was for us to go back home on Christmas day so we could spend time with Tucker when he got home from work at 7:00pm. You know, there have been many years when I have wished for snow and been disappointed, why couldn't the tons of snow have come on one of those Christmases? Well the snow meant that Korbin and I had to spend another night at my parents' house (good thing we made a run to Family Dollar on Christmas eve to buy some undies for me. I forgot to pack them. Oops.)
Tucker on the other hand tried to brave the snow and drive home. He didn't make it. The car lodged itself in a snow bank somewhere around six miles out of the canyon. Good Samaritans did pull over and worked with Tucker for an hour or two to get it unstuck. Success! Tucker promptly called and canceled the tow truck that was on it's way. It might have been a good idea to see if the car started before canceling it, but he didn't and it wouldn't. And wouldn't ya know? the insurance company could no longer find a tow truck in the area. So Tucker and one of the Good Samaritans (a UDOT plow driver) undid their hours of work and pushed the car back where it had been. Mr. G.S. then gave Tucker a ride home and told him he would call the Sheriff's office and let them know about the trouble.
Ok, 10:00 a.m. next morning: Tucker has a tow truck pick him up and head back to the scene of the crime. The car is gone. So they go back in to town and somehow find the car. It was impounded at 8 a.m. by the Sheriff. Go figure. No problem, Tucker has already taken the day off so he will just bail the car out and go home. Only, the state of Utah offices are now closed on Fridays (whose brilliant idea was that?!) and so the car has to sit in the impound over the weekend and rack up daily fees. Fantastic! Tucker has the tow truck take him home. Have you ever wondered how much it would cost to joy ride with a tow truck driver? For an hour it's about $174.
Monday: I wake up early, shower, send positive vibes out into the universe. I get dressed and do my hair and makeup (I want the impound lot to see me at my finest) and then get Korbin up and ready to go. A family friend picks Korbin and me up. We struggle with the car seat, get Korbin buckled in, and we're off! We first have to go to the car and get the license and registration and then to the state building. Positive vibrations, positive vibrations-they must have not quite made it to the universe. They wouldn't release the car to me because my name was not on the title cue the tears. I needed a notarized letter from Tucker saying I could free our heap from the impound (Tucker was gone from 3am-7pm that week working, where were we supposed to get a letter notarized?.) When the clerk told me he was sorry I muttered something very intelligent like "Yeah, sure you are" and turned to make my grand exit. Only, the title fell out of my purse as I left and the clerk had to call me back to retrieve it. A proud moment for me.
Ok, this is getting lengthy so I'll try and wrap it up. So our family friend (Thanks John!) went home after dropping us off and he and his wife called the state office back and explained our situation to them. They said that a signed letter with a copy of Tucker's license would be good enough. Tucker made it to the copy place at 6:59 that night. They closed at 7:00. So we finally got the car out on Tuesday and it has been sitting at the mechanics for several weeks now (which is another story all its own). Andrew and Julie came and helped me tow it down to a mechanic in Provo today. Hopefully they will be able to get to it sometime this year and we will once again be riding in style.
Oh, did I mention that car we were borrowing from my parents died in a huge cloud of smoke as we were trying to go the airport the other day? Ah well, that story will have to wait for another time. Dinner's ready...
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