One Year Later

Holy Cow!!! It has been a year since my last post. I can't believe how fast time flys. I was going to go back the last year and post what we have done but that was going to take too much time. I will just sum it up. Dylan played football for the first time last summer. He was pretty awesome and his team came in 3rd in the playoffs. McKenzie went gliding for the first time with Grandpa Ross and loved it. She now can't wait until the next time she gets to go up. Samantha is 14 and a typical teenager, always texting and on facebook with friends. The kids are all getting excited for their trip with Nana at the end of this month. I will post pictures when they get back. This last week Dylan went to BYU football camp and had a blast. He learned a lot and had the opportunity to be coached by some of the best.

Coach Mendenhall with one of the BYU players

Dylan warming up

Cosmo

Playing a scrimmage game.

Coach Mendenhall and Coach Grant

Jamie Hill- BYU Defensive Coordinator

Finally A New Post

I have had a crazy few days. McKenzie woke up Wednesday morning with a fever and throwing up. I took her to Primary Childrens to get the great news that she has Swine Flu. YUCK!!!!!!! I have spent the last couple of days trying to make her comfortable while trying not to get it myself. Her fever has broke but she still doesn't feel great. She is starting to get bored and wants to be out playing with her friends.

Memorial weekend Ryan and I went to California to visit his family. We went with Brynn, Chad, and Trevor. We drove through Lake Tahoe on our way there. We stopped at Uncle Roy and Aunt Leslie's house in Roseville before we went to Santa Rosa. We went to Armstrong grove and then froze our butts off at the beach. We had a great time visiting with all the family. Thanks Uncle Dale and Aunt Janice for letting us stay with you.

Saturday At The Range

I think I found a new hobby. We took Dylan shooting at Lee Kay with Grandpa Ross. We shot the new AR15 and Grandpa's 308 Varmint. I must say I was a pretty good shot. I shot a 3 shot group under a dime size with the varmint at a 100 yards.

Ryan and Dylan shooting the AR15

Ryan

Me

Maybe a little room for improvement

WOW!! What Can I Say...

Sleigh Riding

We decided to take the kids sleigh riding on Saturday. I think we picked the coldest day of the year. We froze our butts off.

Feliz Navidad

We had the annual Andrew Christmas party at our house on the 22nd. I had to work all day so I left all the preparations to Ryan and Cadie. Ryan made sure the house was ready and Cadie cooked all the food. I should work every time we have a party. All I had to do was show up. We had everyone show up. Ryan's Uncle Darrin and Aunt Melissa and their kids, Uncle Dean, Ross and Kerlyn, Brynn and Chad, and Cadie. Cadie made an awesome Mexican dinner. After dinner we played American Idol karaoke revolution on the Wii. We had a lot of fun seeing everyone and was glad that you all could make it.

Grandpa Ross and Trevor

Chad, Cadie, Ross, and Trevor

Darrin and Melissa

McKenzie

Darrin and Dean (Blue Steel and Magnum)

Dean, Ross, and Trevor

Myra, she loved dancing to the singing.


Brynn and Chad trying to sing.


You will have to check out Brynn and Chad's blog to see video of Ryan singing. I promised him I wouldn't post it but I never said that I wouldn't say where it is posted. www.brynnandchad.blogspot.com

Dear Santa

I stole this from an email I got. I thought it was way cute.

Dear Santa,

I've been a good Mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children
on demand, visited the pediatrician's office more than my own doctor,
and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade
tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out
over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's
red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room, between
cycles.... and who knows when I'll find any more free time in the next
18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes: I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache,
(in any color, except purple--I already have purple) and arms that don't
hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming
child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I'd also like a
waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last
pregnancy.

If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like shatter/fingerprint/drool-resistant windows and a radio that only plays
adult music, a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing
talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the
crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, 'Yes,
Mommy' to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't
fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the
use of power tools. I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks
chanting 'Don't eat in the living room' and 'Take your hands off your
brother,' because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing
range and can only be heard by the dog. If it's too late to find any of
these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my
hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room
temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten
the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare chocolate a
vegetable? It would clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful
if you could coerce my children to help around the house without
demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime
family.

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet
under the laundry room door. I think he wants fed or hauled somewhere.

Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and
come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to the
cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the
carpet. (BTW, you promised me last year you would lose some weight with
me so next year you and I could be a cute size six... Okay, some
requests go too far.....)

Yours Always,
MOM

P.S. One more thing...you can c ancel all my requests if you can keep my
children, healthy, safe, and of course, young enough to always believe
in Santa.