Saturday, October 3, 2009

...and in Other News...

Middle School Football is in full swing, which means that Lexi has many half-time dances to perform.





And, soccer season has begun, which means that that we get to enjoy this new cool Fall weather once a week as we watch Samuel displaying his skills on the field.



Not to mention the rest of the kids.







Sage, however, thinks this makes for very long Saturdays.





Utah Friends

Chad and I went to Utah last weekend to visit friends and have some fun. Chad mountain biked, played golf, and, the reason for the trip, went to the BYU football game. I, however, had other plans. First, I went shopping with my friend, Annette, here:

at Gardner Village. What a fun place! The shops are all in restored old houses, and they sell things like linens and quilting supplies and old fashioned candy. I bought a pumpkin tree for my entryway, a butterfly charm for my camera, and rhinestones for my eyelids. (Holloween is coming up.) Oh, and an orange shirt that says "Peace, love, LUCKY MOM", that sort of makes me look like a pumpkin. But that's ok. Shortly after Halloween's over I won't be so round anymore, and the pumpkinesque-ness will go away. I hope.
(Good heavens, I look like a pumpkin and you can't even see my belly! It's all just swelling, right?!?) Then Annette and I hooked up with the third member of our BYU-roommates trio, Lyndy. Our husbands were the roommates. We are the wives. We just really lucked out and like each other lots and lots and lots! We got pedicures and shopped a tiny bit and Annette bought us matching necklaces. Thanks Annette! Love them!!

Our husbands eventually caught up with us, and we went out to eat at Olive Garden, then came back to Lyndy and Shawn's so we could visit till our eyelids could barely stay up.


The next day, Annette and I shopped here, at the Sundance Harvest Festival...



...amid this scenery. Does shopping get any better than that?
Then we met up with my sister-in-law, Katrina, and went to the General Relief Society broadcast with her. We'd gotten to meet her new little Ryan earlier in the weekend. What a handsome guy! After the broadcast, we loaded up and headed home. What a wonderful weekend! Short, but oh, very sweet. :)





Monday, September 28, 2009

Mind the Gap

Barbara Thompson spoke at the Genreal Relief Society meeting Saturday night about "Minding the Gap." I didn't think this would be the first gap I would be minding.
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Sorry, I know that was a little graphic. But this picture...

just doesn't show you what we went through. She fell, face first (obviously!) onto the corner of our stone hearth, and was bleeding so much that Lexi asked, when we got back from the dentist, if she'd had to have a blood transfusion. I retrieved the tooth from her mouth and put it in some milk, Chad got a hold of one of our local dentists, and we headed to his home. Between calls to Aunt Paula, and Dr. Dalley's advice, we decided to not try to put her tooth back in. It just would most likely be a lot of pain and trauma for nothing. The other front tooth is loose too, and I just hope it rights itself.

We'd been to Dr. Dalley's home on another Sunday night, two or three years ago, when Samuel knocked his front two teeth out on the trampoline. When we left, Dr. Dalley gave us the code to his front gate just, you know, in case. We do have 4 other children who still have front teeth.

We put a net up around the trampoline shortly after Samuel's incident. Do they sell bumpers for hearths? I think I remember seeing one on Trading Spaces once, but it was made of Weight Watchers Hungry orange fur. Doesn't really go with the decor, but if it saves my children's teeth, I s'pose I'm willing.

Things For Which I Am Glad:

Sage still likes baby cereal.
My kitchen tea towels were already red.
That Sage has big blue eyes and pretty blond curls that will distract from her dental imperfections for the next five, six years.
A sister-in-law and a mother-in-law who came at a second's notice to take my children so we could leave.
A father-in-law who combed his resources for our dentist's cell phone number.
An aunt who knows teeth and could give us direction before we could even get a hold of a dentist.

That Sagey is Motrin'd up and for the moment has quit saying "Owie," and opening up her mouth for me to kiss it better.
And especially, for a dentist who is willing to let us interrupt his Sunday evening, again, and attend to our mishaps.

At least Sagey has good timing. Whatever she is for Halloween, it will be scary.



Monday, September 21, 2009

A Day On the Lake

For many reasons, (meetings, budgeoning bellies, babies who don't like to travel...) we decided not to go to San Diego for the annual Lewis family weekend on the beach. Instead, we had a "stay-cation", and did fun things closer to home. Thursday evening started our fun as we cooked up four different kinds of shrimp and pretended we were at Joe's Crab Shack, a tradition in San Diego. Friday night we did "Movie and pizza night", and went to see "Cloudy, With a Chance of Meatballs." Saturday was the day we'd all waited for! We were taking the boat out on Lake Mead, for our first solo run. We've been out before, but never without another, more experienced boatman along. Chad, however, did fabulously, and the kids had a great time. As you can see.
Sage was the only one who didn't try out the tube.

Our fearless pilot and his co-pilot


The brave ones got an extra wild ride.



What are those wooden women that are carved onto the front of huge ships called?... I can't remember, but Eden was ours.




The younger ones got back on for another ride, and Lex and Lil were slightly bored with the slower speed.





We parked in Cathedral Cove and dove in for a swim. Samuel wanted to climb the rock. So he did. The water was blissful, and being weightless, for me, was just a little bit o' heaven.





Gary was fearless, and jumped again and again into that bottomless water.







Eden, with Lily, swam back and forth between the boat and the shore, gathereing mussel shells and piling them on the back of the boat.
Then it was time to head home. Chad was nervous to dock, as he'd never done it before. On the second try, I jumped onto the dock and we clumsily tried to tie the boat alongside the pier. Samuel said, "You don't have to be emberassed, Dad. There's noone here to see." Just then, another boat puttered up, and the wife of its pilot tried to jump onto the pier, but she face-planted onto it instead. I felt so sorry for her, especially as I knew, because my dancing feet were telling me, that the surface of the pier was about 1000 degrees. She was ok, and Chad and I relaxed a little, knowing we weren't the only greenies on the lake. Anyway, a fun day, and maybe, with a little experience under our belts, it will be something we do more often.