My mom had an opportunity to move back into her old house in Orem. This is where she has been wanting to live, and where she will be once we leave.
Ace and I have decided to build a home in Lehi…Literally, the last place I thought we’d live in Utah, (no offense Lehi people, but when I was growing up, Lehi was a little bit of a joke) but I guess is started to grow on us!
I also didn’t think that we’d be building again. But the builders are letting Ace do all of the exterior of the home, which will be saving us a lot of moola. So we are building.
Problem is, they just started to dig. They say it takes them 90 days from the time they dig to finish the house. I am planning on 120 days, because I feel a little jinxed when it comes to things like that. Plus, if it is shorter than 120 days, I will be pleasantly surprised. So, because of timing, we had to move to Orem with my mom. My poor, poor mother!
And so, we put all of our things in storage and here we are, waiting for the day when we finally have our own house again! Here’s what they have done so far:Just a whole lot of dirt!
Happy, healthy, innocent enough....
This picture was taken when Easton came over to me randomly and said, "Mommy, me and Ty are being nice and happy to each other, so you should take a picture."
Cute.
But don't let them fool you. These two have been on some crazy rampage lately. Here's just some of the damage that has been documented...
This is my pillow. Thanks to Easton for making it a little less 'blah'.
This is my other pillow. Apparently, Ty didn't want to be left out.
(This was done on a separate day)
This is a headrest from my car. Easton sits in the very back of our van, and somehow smuggled a pen into the car to create this masterpiece. I have reason to believe this was done over the course of multiple car rides before he was caught. (He is ridiculously sneaky)
And this one, this is the back of a shirt that Ace is wearing. And if you can't tell, that would be crayon, everywhere. How could Easton manage to color the back of Ace's shirt while he is wearing it without him noticing, you ask?? Ace sometimes has Easton scratch his back. Generally, Easton isn't the best back scratcher...but this day, Ace kept thinking, "Wow, he's really getting good at this...." ..Well, now Ace knows better.
Ty's weakness is the pantry. If Ty goes missing at any point during the day, he's in the pantry. He sneaks in there, closes the door, and quietly rummages/nibbles through the good food. (I'm guessing, very similar to a mouse)
Needless to say, all markers, pens, pencils have been hidden, very well. (although I'm not going to lie, I have been real tempted to burn all art supplies)
Today is Ace's 30th birthday! {Woot. Woot.} Ace is on a crazy job right now and has been working really long hours. I had been wanting to do something really great for the big 3-0, but I realized very quickly once he started this job that the last thing Ace would want on his b-day is a big birthday bash, because he was coming home from work so exhausted. And since he has been working a lot I knew he would want to spend time with the kiddlets and not have them at a babysitter....So for the last, forever, I have been trying to think of something that would be a fun kids/family thing AND calming and relaxing and stress free for Ace. (Can those two things even go into the same sentence?) Then, I came up with a plan that I thought could work. I thought it would be fun to go down to the Strip as a family, stay in a nice hotel, swim, relax and have none of the house/work worries...
We got to the hotel around noon on Saturday. Things started off smoothly enough.
This was the view from our room...
So obviously, we headed straight to the pool.
We were having such a great time we didn't even notice our very wrinkly feet...
After swimming, we hung out in our room, watched TV, had some bagels. Then we decided it would be fun to go bowling. This is where things started to take a downward spin...I realized after swimming that in my rush to pack my family's clothing and supplies I completely forgot to pack myself any pants. Yep. I wore a knee-high dress to the hotel and didn't really think it would be appropriate to go bowling in. But I wasn't going to let this little set back ruin our weekend of fun...so I grabbed a pair of Ace's basketball shorts, sinched them up nice and tight, rolled them up a few times and called it good (I am not making this up, people). When I walked out of the bathroom to ask the fam "how do I look?" Easton saw me and let out a bellowing laugh and said, "You look so funny, Mommy!" Nice. I also realized I brought zero pairs of socks to wear inside of those nasty, sweaty bowling shoes. Perfect. But never fear, the bowling alley had a vending machine filled with socks... $4.00 later I had my ONE pair of socks. Awesome.
But bowling was super fun...
The birthday boy showing off his professional bowling skills.
Easton, checking to see if there is any possibility cracking the floor in half.
Ty, showing us what he can do...
{Not the best picture but, see that manly looking creeper hunched over Ty, that would be me in my awesome, perfectly matching I might add, outfit}
Easton after getting his first strike.
First round scores...
Second Round Scores...
Okay, first I have a theory about any sport/game that I have ever played I start off at my best and gradually get worse and worse as we continue to play. None of this practice makes perfect junk. Second, Easton had bumpers and I did not. Third, it's Ace's birthday so of course I am going to let him win. :)
While we were bowling I caught a glimpse of what was to come. I noticed Easton's eye was reddish. I didn't think much of it because we had been swimming...
After bowling, we went to eat at the Cafe
Then back off to the room for a movie and sleep time.
Easton was real excited about sleeping on his very own couch.
So, we all went to bed thinking it was going to be a very peaceful night. But, about 2:30 am I woke up to Easton wheezing and coughing (like the deep croup sounding cough) he could barely breathe. Ace gave him a blessing, which made things so much better. Then I sat with him in the bathroom, with the hot shower running to help him breathe better. Then, I noticed his eye. Goopy, red, grossness...pink eye. Fabulous. At this point, Ty is awake, happy, and ready to play, and Ace says we should just leave and take Easton to a Quick Care. He went down stairs to check out and I start packing up.
Ty literally was as happy as ever.
Poor Easton, on the other hand, was not.
So at 4:00 am we left the comfort of the hotel, and off to spend the rest of the night in a quick care. Until suddenly, as I am carrying Easton to the car he sits up and smiles at me and says, "Mommy, I'm not sick anymore! I am all better!" I looked at him. His eye was totally cleared up. His voice was a little raspy, but he was breathing fine and there was no cough. What? Did we just dream this up? Ace and I just thought we were completely delusional. (This just sounds even crazier as I am writing it, by the way.)
So, we drove home. Listening to Easton chat about bad guys and batman the whole way.
Just feeling grateful. Grateful that he was okay. Grateful for a Priesthood Holder Hubby. Grateful for the fun that we did have together. And Grateful that at 5:00 in the morning we can all be happy and laugh about how weird/baffling/such a blessing the situation is.
So Happy Birthday Ace! Even though our weekend didn't go just as planned, we hope you enjoyed it a little!! :) Maybe we will try again next year... ha.
And here are the boys wishing you a happy happy birthday! Nose picking and all!
This weekend we were running some errands. Ace had to return something to Office Max, so I waited in the car with the kids while he ran in to the store. (Side note: The Office Max that we went to is on Craig Road. I tend to avoid this area because it is slightly...trashy.) I just happened to have my camera in my bag so I started looking through all of my pictures.. While I was doing this, a cop car parked sideways in two handicap parking spots. I may have said something like, "what a jerk." So with my bad attitude, I took a picture of this rude cop's car.
But then, he hopped out of his car (about 3 feet away from me) and then pulled out his gun and started messing with his laser pointer. (and then I said, "oh, okay park where you want") Then about 5 other police cars pull up all around my car all with guns blazing, at which point I locked my doors and grabbed the keys out of the ignition, thinking that if there is some 'bad guy' hiding out in the parking lot, I don't want him to just hop into my car. The cops all started running towards the store, "Leslie's Pool Supplies" (of all places...REALLY?) and they were hiding outside the doors. Then they just started running inside...
I didn't get a good picture of them hiding out in front, these two are of them storming the place...
The guy came out a different way, and started running, but never you fear, our good Police men & women (whom, in times of danger may, if the need arises, park wherever they please without civilians who don't know any better being upset with them) caught the guy and I followed through and got a picture of the enemy of Leslie's Pool Supplies
So, I will continue to avoid shopping on Craig Road if at all possible, because as I said before, it is slightly trashy.
I made muffins the other morning for breakfast. I left them on top of the stove and later that day I left Easton alone for a minute and came out to my living room to find this....
There was muffin on both couches, all over the floor, and tile....
I had no idea that Easton was able to reach the top of the stove, the muffin tin looked undisturbed...except all the muffins were gone! Needless to say, Easton was smart enough to make sure all of the muffin cups made it to the trash...
