Yeah .... baby!

SCORE!!! Do you know how long I've wanted one of these? My AWESOME husband, whom I love VERY much and works SO hard, was offered this air hockey table from a person he was doing a side-job for. They had no need for it anymore since their children where grown and left home. Air hockey has a history with Scott and me. It was something we would play all the time when we were first dating and married. I would challenge him and be convinced that I would WOOP him. Ummmm no, I think I've beat him maybe once out of the countless numbers of times we've competed. I would get so into it after a handful of games, that the next day I would be so sore.

Now, the challenge is finding where to put this thing. It will be stored in our garage until we figure it out!! Thanks Honey for all your hard work....... Like you say "Good things come to those who wait."

{Splish-Splash}

Yeah, I guess you could say my kids are independent....all of them. I was in the other room paying bills when I heard the water running in the kitchen. Savana came into my room and I said "Who's in the water?" She said "Not me." So, as I go into the kitchen I see Luke lounging in the sink giving himself a bath. I had filled the sink earlier with a teeny bit of dish water to wash off the countertops. He decided to jump in, fill it up, and give himself a bubble bath. As much as I wanted to be angry that there was water everywhere, I couldn't. I decided to take up this opportunity to capture this moment and be able to really laugh at what he had done. Thankfully he hasn't done it since and everytime I hear that kitchen water running I dash into the kitchen to make sure he's not watering the counters and floors.

"Little Girls..................."

Little girls are made of daisies and butterflies and soft kitty cat purrs
And all the precious memories of times that once were.

Little girls are made of angel's wings and giggles and a firefly's glow
And all the happy feelings deep inside that we all know.

Little girls are made of cinnamon and bubbles and fancy white pearls
And snowflakes and rainbows and ballerina twirls.

Author: Karen Barnes

Scattegories.....TAG

Well, Here's another TAG. I know you love 'em

The RULES:

You are supposed to come up with a word for each of these scattergories that begins with the same letter as our first name....

Your name: Megan
4-letter word: Moon
Pro sports team: Mets
Celebrity/band: Metallica
Vehicle: Malibu
TV shows: Matlock
City: Maui
Boy name: Max
Girl name: Makayla
Occupation: Musician
Something you wear: Moo-Moo
Something you throw away: Milk jug
Food: Meatballs
Something you find in a bathroom: Mirror
Reason for being late: Mad
Something you shout: MOVE


I tag:
Mom
Amy
Jen
Shayla

TAG for FIVE

Five things I was doing 10 years ago:
1. I was getting ready to go to New York to be a nanny.
2. Getting really sick of my Quantitative Business Analysis class in college.
3. I decided to get my patriarchal blessing because I had not received it yet.
4. I was worrying about boys......too much.
5. Lovin' the college life.

Five things to do on my list today:
1. Clean.
2. Take and pick up kids from school.
3. Edit photos.
4. Stop being tired.
5. Try to get my kids to bed on time tonight.

Five snacks I enjoy:

1. any kind of sweetened nuts.
2. caramel corn mini rice cakes.
3. fruit leather strips.
4. juice.
5. deli style pretzel crisps.

Five things I would do if I were a millionaire:
1. Definetely pay off all my debt.
2. Pay off my parents debt and a few bills for siblings.
3. Buy a few homes.
4. Disappear for awhile.
5. Donate to my neighbor who has twin ten year old boys and lost her husband a few months ago.

Five places I've lived:
1. Kearns, UT
2. Provo, UT
3. Huntington-Long Island, New York
4. Park City, UT
5. Anthem, AZ

Five jobs I've had:
1. Francesco's Italian Restaurant
2. Hogi Yogi
3. Food 4 Less
4. Timp Rental
5. Nighttime Pediatrics

Rules: Each player answers the question themselves. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment letting them know that they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person that tagged you know when you’ve answered the questions on your blog

Five People I'm tagging:

1. Chelsea Brown
2. Sarah Brown
3. Sally Wright
4. Sarah Epps
5. Mom

When it's a 106 degrees outside, we GET to stay in and be creative!

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"Blantet".....formerly known as "ba-ba"

We received this blanket as a gift at my baby-shower for Luke when he was still in my belly. For some reason I got 'gads' of blankets for this baby, who was due in July. It's all good, we loved EVERYONE of them. So, as the days went on and Luke became older he became attached to this blanket in particular. My niece was a HUGE blanket baby too. She was also only interested in one blanket. My older sister, the wise woman she is, gave me the advice to stock up on the blankets while you can. She had to go on a gargantuan hunt for another blanket when her daughters became a bit destroyed. She had a pretty hard time finding one because there were many criteria that needed to be met.
Anyway, I took her up on her advice and bought a blanket here and there. I ended up with four blankets total. I tried very hard to keep them up on the top shelf in his closet for safe keeping and "emergency" situations. Well, that didn't last. If he even got a peek of one up there he had to have it. Even if he already had two in hand. He's not so completely addicted that it has to go everywhere with him or that he wouldn't be able to sleep without it. The times that make me laugh though are when in the very early a.m. hours he comes into our bed and my squinty tired eyes barely open to see him struggling to carry all four blankets. Then, one by one he throws each blanket up on the bed as his little stumpy body follows behind.
They're all born with their own personalities, that's for sure. I love that he's just him and no one can ever take that away. He's so sweet and innocent and I wish they would stay that way forever!

Don't Blink!!!

I came across this while looking for all the pictures I need to get printed. We went to the Hinckley Rodeo in Utah while we were up there in July. We wanted to get there early because we wanted to sign Scottie up for the calf run. Well, I think anyone would pay a million dollars to see the look on my face when I found out exactly what it was. I had never seen it before, but I guess I had imagined it to be something like the mutton chase, like I had seen in the past. You know, that cute little portion of the rodeo they do to pass the time. The little kids jump on the back of the sheep and see how far they can ride. Well, Savana got her name drawn to do that, but Scottie's name got pulled for a calf. The first rider, who was at least 11 or 12, got bucked off, limped away and started crying. The second one also got bucked and just about got the wind knocked out of him. With a look of terror I looked at my mom and said "I didn't know this was what he'd be doing." She then replied, "well, if you don't want him to do it you can pull him out." My response was "you know, Scottie's a tough kid. He can see what's going on here and if he doesn't want to do it then he'll come running over to me." He didn't let his place in line get lost. He stayed with the other boys and patiently waited for his turn. I only had my point and shoot camera with me and so in turn this is the footage I captured. Don't blink it goes by fast:


He cried about as hard as he could when he found his way over to me. I'm not sure what was hurt more....his pride or his backside. He didn't complain much about his body, more about the announcer who said " Let's see that one in slow motion."

Yes, that is Scottie flying in the air
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No, I don't abuse my children