...STOP THE PRESSES......

I know! Can you believe it? I am actually going to update my blog!!!!! Miracles never cease. So, we have been very busy and I need to catch up on a LOT of things, but today's post is going to be just about GAVIN and his first day of school. He kept telling me that he wasn't excited to go to school. I was beginning to believe him, until this morning. He got up with out a fight, got dressed, ate breakfast, and at 8:10 said, "So, can I go yet?" I said, "NO." But then every few minutes he kept asking me and I finally said, "For someone who doesn't want to go to school, you are awfully anxious to get there." He got a big grin on his face and said, "Fine, I am excited for school, I just didn't want to tell you."


He is in the 3rd grade this year with Miss Andrews, whom is thinks is the BOMB. I'm hoping for another great year, and big achievements. He is growing up so fast and I can't believe he is already in the third grade. He amazes me daily on how smart witted he is, and cleaver! I'm so proud to be his mom and so glad that he is part of our family. LOVE YA G!

Yes, We are alive!

I just got done reading everyone's blogs and it's so much fun to see/hear what you all are up to. Half the people on my blog list are pregnant, and I love reading your updates! I'm so excited for you it's crazy!!! We are still alive and doing great. I need to update some photos and give you low down on our lives, but for now, just know we are great and loving life. Maybe when track season is over I will be better at posting.

He is 8!

I can't believe that 8 years ago I was sitting in Salt Lake Regional watching Apollo win his first Olympic medal while holding a beautiful 9 lb baby boy! It was an amazing day and I am forever grateful for the opportunity to be this fine boys mother. He has been such a joy in our life. Phil and I can't imagine where our lives would be if we had waited to have Gavin. He is full of personality, attitude, and stubbornness, just like his parents. He is so excited about starting Cubs and gets to do his first pack meeting, Blue and Gold, on Tuesday. I remember how grateful I was that he was over 9 lbs, because I needed an excuse for my tubbiness. He was so perfect and smiled. He still has the same smile. I remember when he was about 3 and in my bathroom sitting on the counter, staring at himself in the mirror. He was talking to himself and said, very proudly, "I am a Child of God!" It was so humorous and precious all in one moment. He has had many of those moments over the years. Like at the Idaho Falls Temple visitor center as he looked at the picture of the crucifix, "Dad, Mom, Jesus is nakey-nakey!" I thought the senior missionaries were going to die! He has always kept us on our toes and is FULL of lots of energy. I love him to death and I can't believe how time flies. He is a great addition to our family and I can't wait to watch him grow and become an amazing young man. (I know I will have to beat the girls off of him sooner or later.) Happy Birthday G! You will always be my handsomeness boo and bunzer boy!

FIRE!

Since I use this blog as a semi journal, I felt I needed to post about the fire. I don't have any pics so just use your imagination. In the month of January we had 2 fires in our home. Now, before I go into more detail I want to clarify something. I LOVE my pellet stove.
The first fire started when I needed to clean the stove out. I started to suck out the ash with the shop vac and there were still hot embers burning. They got sucked into the vacuum and lit the filter on fire. Smoke was coming out all over. I opened the basement window and through the filter out. It was smooltering so much I threw snow on top, but that only made it worse. I then grabbed an empty ice cream bucket put the filter in it, through it out on the lawn, ran upstairs, told Phil I lit the house on fire. He ran outside and by that time, the plastic bucket was toast, smoke was ragging in the front yard and Ky was laughing. Biggest concern, smoke alarms did not go off. It was crazy, but we made it through with a little smell and no major damage. I'll be more careful next time I clean out the stove. We also checked all the smoke alarms and changed the batteries, just in case.

Second fire came at 4:00 a.m. about a week later. Phil woke up to the smell of campfire, I was dead to the world that night. He went downstairs to a basement full of smog. The auger got clogged in the stove and the pellets started to back up. The fire was so hot it started burning the pellets up inside the hopper. He "fixed" it (shut it off), but didn't dare go back to sleep. I got up around 7:45 and could smell it, but thought it was the stove burning out. He proceeded to tell me what had happened and once again, BIG concern, smoke alarms didn't go off. My house reeks of campfire, which is Ok when your outdoors, but not inside your house. That same morning we had to go clean the temple and I was embarrassed that we smelt like we just came off the mountain from cooking our smore's . It has been almost 2 weeks now, and my house smells a little better after an entire can of oust and carpet odor eliminator. We have yet to turn the stove back on because we need a part that has to be shipped from the manufacturer. I hope it is still useable, because it cuts down on my gas bill and I love how warm it is in the basement. However, I'm still a little concerned about the smoke detectors. I'm wondering if the company miss labeled them instead of smoke detectors they are really flame detectors. I mean I boil water on the stove and my they go off. What is the deal? Anyway, we survived and I hope that we don't have to do THAT again!

Uh -Oh!

Ky loves this word its amazing how they use it correctly. Here is the latest and greatest in his use of this word.....



I must say that I moved pretty fast to get that cleaned up before the "animal vaccuum" came a runnin'.

Christmas

A little behind, but I needed to post. We had a great Christmas. Our two oldest are getting to the stage of open up every present as fast as you possible can, get it out, play a whole 3 seconds with in and move on. Needless to say, we got through Christmas REALLY fast. I felt blessed that our kids went to bed at 9:45 and didn't wake up until 8:15! I know it is so crazy. Phil was dying. He was awake at 5 wondering when they were going to wake up. He loves Christmas. All the grandparents made their traditional stop by the house to see what we got. In the evening we got together with my family and exchanged gifts. It was lots of fun and I feel truly blessed that we live so close to all of my family. I'm SPOILED! Here are a few pics of our Christmas!
Waiting on the steps....


Gavin got lots of Legos, movies, a couple DS games, a bakugan trap and clothes.


Jaycee got a pink DS, DS games, barbies, Polly Chop-Chops (LPS), dress ups and movies


Ky got a FP Chair, some big trucks, little people bus, jammies, and clothes.


Phil got a new shower head and Santa was extra nice and got him a Laptop! (What a nice Santa.)


My pride and joy this year for Christmas came from my Mom and Dad. It is a blanket made from some of the t-shirts I have acquired over the years coaching. I LOVE IT! My mom is the best!


We had a great Christmas and hoped everyone else did too!

Frostbite

Yes, Frostbite. I was diagnosed with this lovely injury last Friday. We really don't know how it all came to be, but on Dec. 22 I shoveled my driveway, in winter boots, came inside took off my boots and 1 hour later, I was dying. My foot was white and it was cold. It hurt really bad that day and I called my sis to ask if the Dr. might know what it was. Without seeing me they thought I might have popped a blood vessel because of the discoloration. I put a rice pack on them, warmed them up and went on with life. Unfortunately, last Friday the pain was back, I couldn't walk. My crocs were the only shoe I could put on my foot without sending me over the edge. I broke down and went to the Doc. Frostbite. I can't believe it. I must not have gotten my fill on Trek for the pioneer experience, so I'm going "all out." I don't know how they continued walking. My foot hurt so bad I was literally in tears. The cure: keep your feet dry and warm AND, get rid of your NIKE shoes. They don't help with breath-ability. Best yet, to make me feel so much better he told me that they have a saying in Podiatry school, "January's frostbite equals July's amputations." Lets just hope THAT doesn't have to happen.
This pics aren't the best, but I tried. So, if your toes look like this, then maybe you have frostbite.....