Fridge of Fame

Congratulations kiddos! 

Your efforts and hard work sure have paid off.

We are so proud of all of you!

Four is a fabulous number

Just as the sun is starting to illuminate the blinds in my bedroom windows, I hear the pat-pat-pat of little feet descend the stairs and scamper across the floor. Next to my ear I hear the sweetest little voice bidding me “Dood mornin.” I feel a little body slide under the blankets and snuggle into me. Still warm from their own bed, I turn to nuzzle the softest neck. In return, I get a pat on the cheek from a chubby, little hand as it gets wrapped around my shoulders. If I lie still enough, and match the rhythm of the breathing next to me, we will both drift off again to dreamland. But today I feel differently. Today I’m interested in the hopes and dreams of this little person. What will they do in the future? Who will they become? I softly ask questions. I respond to answers with more inquiries. In between replies, I get little kisses on my nose, forehead and chin. I receive honey-filled compliments about being the “bestest mama ever” and promises that they will never “drow up” and leave me.


Oh how I love four year olds! Don’t you think they are just fabulous? All three of my children have been gloriously lovey at four and I would give anything to freeze them all in time at this very stage of their lives. If it was possible to give birth to a four year old, I would seriously consider having ten or more. But, just as his sisters did before him, Jace will soon be leaving this adorable era.

I will miss it.

(Although, it will help to remember his past offenses!)

Jace's surgery

This little boy had surgery

This little boy came home

This little boy wouldn’t sit still

This little boy didn’t groan

This little boy showed that recovery from a hernia

is faster than a gall stone!

Lessons Learned From Florida #6

Couldn't get on the flight home to SLC

Flew to Long Beach,CA instead

Stuck at LGB rest of day

Missed multiple flights

Paid a cab driver to take us to the scariest part of town

Stayed in a flea-bag hotel

Bed looked like someone had recently been in it

Gangsters congregated outside our door

Tenants next to us blasted Telemundo all night

Giant, disgusting hot tub in room

Nervous Break Down!



Lesson Learned: Never travel without your OCD husband!

Lessons Learned From Florida #5

Lisa after our community shower on the beach

Sanibel Island is absolutely lovely! It made all the other ugly, nasty stuff worth our while. We enjoyed the sand and the surf as well as all the seashells. Because the island lies east and west (different than most islands which lie north and south, it catches an abundance of sea shells from the Gulf of Mexico. If you wade out into the water, the surf brings up thousands of shells and dumps them all around your feet! (It feels really weird to be pelted with shells) We enjoyed browsing through some of the quaintest shops I’ve ever seen and devoured the freshest seafood I’ve ever had. Lovely, lovely, lovely! We even managed to take a shower. Granted, it was freezing cold ocean water but that didn’t stop us. After a few days of not showering, we were willing to do anything! FYI: nudity was not involved!


Lesson Learned: Good things come to those who wait.