5 Years and counting!

Five years ago today Steve and I were married. Time has just flown by. I am sure you know what I mean. I thought I would take you all back with me while I reminisce about when Steve and I met.

It was July 12th, 2003. I had gone country swing dancing with Andrea Lowe (now Jones) and I had lost track of her during a dance. While I was looking around for her I realized that some guy was walking straight at me. My first thought was " totally not my type. Just a dumb jock." He asked me to slow dance and by the end of the song he had completely changed my mind. I didn't know much about him but I knew I wanted to get to know him better.

Just a few minutes later I was standing to the side (again looking for Andrea!) and a couple of random guys started talking to me. They said they were from Orem (like Steve had) and I said something about there being a lot of people from Orem here tonight. One of them proceeded to ask me to go to a bonfire after the dance and I said no. I made up several excuses as to why I couldn't go. He asked for my number and I didn't feel comfortable giving it to him so I told him that I didn't give my number out to people I don't know.

As I am in the process of turning this guy down Steve comes over. These were his friends. The ones that had dragged him to the dance. Once I realized that he was going to be at the bonfire I tried to backtrack and figure out a way that I could still go. But, it was too hard. Steve had overheard me refuse my number to his friend so he didn't even ask me.

I was so bummed. I totally thought we had a connection during our dance and then he didn't even ask for my number???

The next week I was there again, but I think this time my sister Jen and her then-boyfriend-now-husband Ben were there. Steve was there too and he asked me to dance again. But he DIDN'T REMEMBER my name. I still tease him about that.

The rest is history. We dated long distance for about 4 months before getting engaged on November 25th and we were married six months later on May 19th, 2004.

He is a sweetheart, and I love him so much. He is so patient with my health issues and gets up with the boys most days so I can sleep in. He takes great care of our family and works so hard at everything he does. I love you, honey!

Deep thoughts from "Beauty and the Beast"

My boys' favorite show right now is "Beauty and the Beast". So I have been watching this show A LOT, and I have noticed several things that I have never thought much of before.

For one, the picture of the Beast, that he claws through, does not look like that of an eleven year old. It looks just like him at 21 when the spell is broken. I don't know about you, but I looked much different at 21 than I did at 11.

And the 'west wing' that Beast tells Belle not to go to. He has torn it to shreds, yet left the rest of the castle in perfect order. Why is that? So that it is presentable for guests??!

And also, when Belle comes to the castle to take her father home, is she not also trespassing? Why doesn't Beast just make them both stay, why make a deal?

When Belle leaves to rescue her father, wouldn't it have been easier if Beast had just gotten him himself? That way Belle would not have left in the first place. And the village would never have attacked. seems simpler to me. though i guess that could be the problem right there.

Also, have you ever noticed the little teacup, Chip? Ten years are supposed to have passed and yet when he returns to human he is probably only 6. Isn't Mrs. Potts kinda old to have such a young child? Was he not born yet, when the spell was cast? if so, how does that work? Who is "Mr. Potts"? I have a theory about this. I think that the only logical solution must be that the furniture/trinkets/former humans don't age while they are under the spell. Thus Chip was 6 when he became a teacup and remained 6 when he became a human again.

On the subject of Chip, have you ever noticed that when his mom, Mrs. Potts, sends him "into the cupboard with your brothers and sisters" there are 20 or 30 of them? how did that happen? Mrs. Potts supposedly has 2 dozen kids? and if so where are they at the end when everyone changes back? after being a teacup for ten years you would think they would be running around like crazy.

Finally, Belle's sleeves change lengths several times during the show. Sometimes they are full length other times only to her elbow.

I am sure there are more inconsistencies. These are just off the top of my head. What are you theories? I would just like to add that I LOVE this movie, I do.

Perfect Day

I think I had the most perfect Mother's Day that I have ever had. It wasn't that We did anything special, we just spent all day together. The boys were as near to angels as they could be, what more could I ask for? We went to church for the first time since we came out here and it was so refreshing. Then we came home and took naps. ( I actually didn't take a nap, simply because I couldn't sleep, but I had a chance to.)

Later we went to a nearby park and just played. The guy who did the 'beanie babies' is from Westmont and he built this amazing park here. Seriously. Crazy. Awesome. There are two playgrounds and a splash park. At least two baseball diamonds. A little stream. miles of walking trails. And that is just what we saw. I think we just saw a small portion.

We had a great time playing on the little kid playground. I loved it. It was perfect age for my boys. I knew that they weren't going to try something too hard and get hurt. It was huge. I cannot explain how 'wow' it was. I think we will be spending most of our days there. Logan keeps talking about the diggers. next time I go I will try to remember my camera.

After the park we just came back here, we watched 'Beauty and the Beast' (the current favorite show) and just snuggled together. Just perfect.

Very low-key day. Loved every second of it. When I was putting Logan to bed I told him 'Thank you for the nice Mother's Day.' and he said, "Happy Mother's Day, Mama. I love you."

Melt my heart. I hope you all had great Mother's Days too!

morning report

It is right now 7:17am. Logan is still asleep! Bronson is awake, but just barely. I actually got some sleep! yay for sleep!

As I am writing this Logan woke up. I am okay with 7:17, no comparision to 5:30.

white trash

We are so white trash.

In order to try and combat the boys waking up at 5:30 we have put tinfoil up in our windows.

It will be SO worth it. . . . . . . . if it works!

Don't ask me about this. I will deny it!

Trip to Chicago

I know you probably came on here and thought, "oh wow, Erin actually updated!" And you would sorta be right. I am updating but I don't actually have anything specific I want to tell you. I just felt like I ought to update because it has been so long.

Let's see. We have been in Chicago nearly 2 weeks. For anyone who doesn't know, Steve is doing the summer sales thing, selling security systems. He is doing well so far, so hopefully he will continue to improve and we will make enough so that he doesn't have to work while in school this next year. *fingers crossed*

The trip out here wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. It was over 24 hours and we drove straight through (by 'we' I mean 'Steve'). We left St. George at 9:30am on Friday and arrived in Chicago at 12:30pm on Saturday. We certainly had some issues, but they weren't at all related to children's behavior, like I was expecting. I made a point of buying tons of cheap toys for the trip, and the novelty of the new toys combined with the portable DVD player made for REALLY well behaved children. Shocked? I was too.

It wasn't perfect. Believe me. Logan was car sick the entire first day and throwing up constantly. It was so sad. My car still stinks. We actually had to stop and buy him something else to wear.

It poured almost the entire second day. Our suitcases were on the top of the car. awesome. There was nothing we could do about it so we just kept driving.

We have a cute little 2 bedroom apartment here. I wish it was a cute little 3 bedroom. The boys are killing us off. I don't know what the reason is but they seem to think that they can't sleep past 5:30. You would think with the time difference they would be sleeping later. Alas, this is not the case.

All in all we are enjoying ourselves here. Still trying to work out some kinks, but overall things are back to normal. We will be out here till the end of August, so if anyone wants to stay at our apartment in St George this summer let me know and we will set you up.

Guess I'll go make some lunch. What do you think, hot dogs or PB&J?

vulture boy

Bronson climbed up on the arm of the couch and I told him to get down and he said, "No, I a vulture!"

Seriously? A vulture? YOU ARE TWO!!!