Alex Tracie and the Wee Ones

Neighborhood Watch

2012-03-02T17:21:00.000-07:00

This morning I received the following Facebook post:

Hey everyone in South Weber, be aware of a highly suspicious man driving around South Weber. He has been driving around the many areas in South Weber multiple times a day, he has been asked to pull over by a neighbor and sped off, he pulled off the side of the road when a teenager was walking home from school. The police ran his plates and he lives in Marriott/Slaterville not South Weber. This has been going on for several months now!! He drives a silver Hyundai, accent hatchback, license plate #LMSCB4E. He has brown hair, in his 40's, glasses and sometimes wears his hat. Call the sheriffs office if u see him. 801-451-4150. This is real, my friend Jim just called me after I texted this and said he's been hanging out on their street lately.

I was shocked that this was happening in our little town, but was very happy to see these posts a little later:

Thank you, thank you, thank you Law Enforcement!!! Also, thanks Kelly for calling it in! There are three cops cars and sniff dog there right now.

Here's a close up photo of Creepy guy and his car so we know exactly what to watch out for.

Update: Jeni and I went and talked to the cop after the creeper left. The cops said they didn't have anything to book him on, but they are going to pull records from other counties and states. Officer said he couldn't say alot, but his exact words were, "Creepy guy IS creepy." He said they asked him to stay out of So.Weber but legally can't keep him from entering. He also said to call them again if we see him anywhere in So. Weber. Officer also said they told him that most of this community is aware and watching him, told him we've all posted on fb and texted about him so it's not wise for him to return. Cop commended us for posting on fb and getting the word out. Cop also said always call if you suspect anyone, that we can never be too protective our kids. Loved him.

So my dear friends, especially those in the Utah area:

Please be on the look out for him. They think he will be moving on to a new community. Band together, follow your gut, and help keep our kids safe! Don't be afraid to use social media to get the word out! Watchful neighbors most likely saved someones life. AND we will still be watching, if he decides to come back.

Please be safe, and keep our children safe.

The Story of Us: Engagements and Bridals

2012-03-02T11:41:00.000-07:00

The Story of Us: The Proposal

2012-02-29T21:05:00.001-07:00

I think we left off where I was headed to my other date and Alex was off to save the world.

The date was okay, but he wasn't my prince charming. This guy planned dinner a movie and then wanted to take me bowling. I was able to talk him into just dinner and a movie because I had plans with my girlfriends that evening.

Alex came home from Idaho and we went to Temple square to see the lights....my cousin convinced me that he was going to propose and to tell you the truth I was kinda liking that idea. We had the best time, the lights were beautiful and we had alot of fun. We stopped at Burger King on the way home and I even convinced him to let me take a picture of him in a Burger King crown. But no proposal. I was okay with that too because we had only been dating less than a month.

We went to a Stake sing a long for Christmas the first Sunday in December. On the drive up there he took my hand and asked if I had thought about marrying him. I told him I had and asked him the same question. He responded that he too had thought about it. He then asked if I knew what my answer would be, when I told him it would be a yes he told me he had already bought a ring. And that he had it with him but wanted to speak with my Dad first. He wouldn't even let me take a peek at it.

He will tell you that he planned on asking my Christmas Day but that didn't happen. That Wednesday he took me to dinner and told me he was going to ask my parents that night. I was excited and nervous. I don't think that I was as nervous as Alex was though. But they immediately gave their blessing.

He took my hand and asked me to walk with him to the new fire station that was under construction. He wanted to show me the details and explain to me why it was important to him. He said to me "this community has given me so much, they accepted me in my youth and helped raise me and I feel the need to give back." Here is a link to a news story they did on him a year ago.
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=14962572&pid=0

As we walked to the Fire station and the park next to it, it was almost midnight, it was dark and the drizzle of falling rain was slowly turning into snow. He helped me through the unfinished fire station showing me where the gear would go, the trucks, and the training rooms. He explained that alot of the work was being done by the fireman on their days off, like the tiling and the heating ducts. I was amazed at his courage, and his willingness to give. I wanted to be apart of it. I decided then that I would join the fire department too. (Betcha didn't know that about me did ya?)

In our city our fire department is also our first responders. So my medical training would be a benefit. And not to brag but I can say I have "caught" a hydrant at least once. Unfortunately for me it only lasted about 4 months then we found out I was pregnant with Lydia and since then someone has to stay with the little ones. But one day I will go back, they always ask me when I am. Anyway enough about me back to the story.

Once we were done with the tour he walked me to the pine trees that lined the park to get out of the rain/snow. He got down on one knee and asked if I would be his wife. I joyfully said yes! He put the ring on my finger and I held out my hand. "It is so beautiful!" I told him. He laughed. It was so dark that I honestly had no idea what my ring looked like and he knew it. But that didn't matter to me. It was mine, from the one I love and want to spend my life here and in eternity with.

And when I got home and saw it in the light, it was everything I had hoped for and more.

My beautiful ring

Our Tree

Our Family Tree.

I never thought I would hear my child say.....100 years.

2012-02-25T00:01:00.003-07:00

Our school district is celebrating 100 years of being a district. They had a big party last week on the 100th day of school. Lydia came home and was telling me about her day and mentioned that they had them draw a picture of what they would look like in 100 years. My daughter is very grown up in personality and very analytical (she made a picture for her teacher out of buttons and when asked to tell her about the picture she looked at her teacher like she was stupid and said "It is a piece of paper with buttons on it) Get the idea? Curious I asked what hers looked like she responded with:

I drew a picture of my headstone with my birthday on it because that is really old. Seriously mom, I will be dead before I am 100.

I haven't received a call yet from the school.....

Fundraiser or Extortion?

2012-02-22T22:04:00.000-07:00

I received the following email from the Principal at our school today (underlining is my addition):

Hello Families;
Our "Change the Rules Day" is coming up on Friday, February 24th. This idea has been tried in other schools as a quick fundraiser with proceeds going directly to the child's classroom for math manipulatives or reading materials. This, of course, is optional. Your child's teacher will send home a list of small activities which a child can participate in during that day. Most of the activities are similar to what we would do on a spirit day or other activity day. Families can donate the amount of money for an activity or choose not to participate at all. It is only one day (short day) so it will move quickly.

We have had great response so far and just wanted to make families aware that the day is coming up on Friday and that perhaps the money could come in on Thursday if possible so that the kids can enjoy their activities. As always, we appreciate your support of our school.

Sincerely,
Principal

Copy of the letter sent home by the school with the kids.

I am all for supporting my children's schools. I am fine with the taxes and registration fees, I am even fine with the fees that are for extra curricular activities. But to have an activities day were they are allowed to wear hats, crazy hair, pajamas, be principal for 5 minutes, or extra minutes at recess and treats. But if the student (or their parents) don't pay the price allotted then they are not allowed to participate and enjoy the activities is wrong. It sets the children up for harassment by their peers. Some families can't afford their own bills let alone pay money to allow their child to wear their pajamas to school.

I know they are trying to raise money for classroom supplies, books and math manipulatives but I believe there is better ways to do this. Ask for donations. Have classrooms compete together to see who can raise the most of an item and them reward the whole class. They have fall festivals, so why
not a spring festival? Something that will not segregate the children.

This really upsets me. My husband does construction work and winters are bad for us. I will be keeping my child home from school Friday so she doesn't get her feelings hurt or is disappointed that she can't participate in these activities that cost the school no money at all. I feel like the email from the Principal was like an ultimatum pay up or else your child suffers.

So I want opinions people, one from everyone who reads this post please! Am I being overly sensitive or do you think that there is something wrong with this fundraising tactic.

Love Bugs......Happy Valentine's Day

2012-02-20T20:37:00.001-07:00

Our Valentines day started extra early. 3 am Austin made his way to our bed and tossed and turned for about half of an hour. When he finally ended up on my head I told him to lay still or he would need to go back to his own bed. To which he responded by saying "Mommy I think I am going to be sick" He vomited until about 8am. I crossed my fingers nobody else would get sick and groggily headed off to work for a half day.

I pulled into the parking stall, locked the doors, and made my way to the hospital. When someone just starts honking their horn at me. I was like what the heck is the problem? I turned around to see my Daddy getting out of his car with a rose for me. He had followed me from my house trying to get me to stop. It was so sweet. I loved telling everyone who asked about it who it was from.

When I got home we opened our valentines with the kids. It was alot of fun. I made some fun crafts that I found on Pintrest ( I LOVE pintrest!) It was fun and cost very little money.

Made this for my kids and Hubby.

And from this blog

Made this for my Hubby but changed the words to You Da Bomb!

And from this blog I found these,

Made this for hubby too.

We also got the kids candy hearts and marshmallow cupcake suckers. It was alot of fun. I was given chocolates and jewelery.

We went up to my moms and helped the kids decorate sugar cookies, and then brought the little ones home for a nap. My parents had agreed to watch the kids so Alex and I could have a romantic dinner.

We dropped them off and headed to Ruby River. We enjoyed the hour wait time chatting, and eating our appetizers. My stomach started to feel uneasy, but I wasn't about to let it ruin our date. I tried so hard to enjoy the night but as soon as they set my steak in front of me I told Alex I had to be excused.

By the time I rejoined him he had almost finished his meal and had lovingly cut my meat for me. I was able to take a few bites and we ordered to go boxes and also a dessert to go. I felt so bad missing our dinner. But the stomach "love bug" from Austin had found me. And like Austin after about 4 hours I felt fine.

All in all it was a great day. I want to leave you with a something else I found on pintrest. I framed this for my family. I hope you all had a wonderful valentines or Single Awareness day and that you only were bit by the good love bugs.

I found this here.

Things I never thought I would hear from my children:

2012-02-11T01:57:00.000-07:00

2am as I help Austin to the bathroom and get him a drink:

Mommy you look so beautiful.

Things I Never thought I would say to my children:

2012-02-11T01:06:00.000-07:00

Stop running that piece of pizza through your hair!

To AJ at dinner tonight.

On the day that you were born.......

2012-02-09T00:11:00.000-07:00

My Dad would sing this song to me every year on my Birthday.

My mom would make me a heart shaped caked.

And my Brothers have a competition to see who can get me the funniest card.

(Well maybe not, but it seems that way)

Now I look forward to hugs and kisses and homemade cards from my little ones,

and my Hubby is the best gift buyer anyone could ask for.

My mom still makes my cake,

for the last 2 years my request has been Rice Krispie treats

because by the time the boys and Taylie's parties are over

I am caked out.

Last night I had a pre birthday celebration with one of my most awesome friends in the whole world!

I am 29 today.

I am not letting it bother me that it is my last year in my twenties.

I am not.

Really.

I have been thinking about making a list of 29 things I would like to accomplish this year before I celebrate the 1st anniversary of my 29th Birthday.

Any ideas?

Anyone?

Birth to 20

New blog........Lifes Honest Moments

2012-02-08T01:49:00.001-07:00

I have felt lately that I have been blogging about all the happy moments in my life, which is okay. But life sometimes isn't always happy, sometimes I just need a place to write down my thoughts of events or the day that sometimes aren't always happy. Sort of as a therapy. Or confession blog. I am making this blog for me mainly. But I realize that there might be others who might be going through the same things that I am. So it will be open by invitation only. If you would like an invite please feel free to leave your email address below, or you can send it to me personally at tftolman@yahoo.com

I will still be blogging at Alex Tracie and the wee ones. This other will be when I just need to clear my mind and get my feelings out and on paper so I can sort them out. And maybe get feed back from you!

Happy Birthday dear AJ, Happy Birthday dear Austin, Happy Birthday dear Taylie!

2012-02-04T22:29:00.000-07:00

Amazing what 2 years can do.

Happy Birthday guys!

We love you!

Taylie Hope: Our Party Girl

2012-02-04T01:11:00.003-07:00

After the twins people would assume we were done having children. We always knew that we were not but the discussion of when we should have another one was one of great concern. It took almost a year to have the twins but Lydia was our honeymoon baby. We finally decided that we would start trying for another baby when the boys were about 16 months. They would at least be two years apart but we were hoping that it would take a little longer so that the space between them would be greater. I learned that when you plan, God laughs.

June 6, 2009 Alex's 26th Birthday

A positive pregnancy test.

After only one month of trying.

Surprise!

Alex made me take 2 more tests just to be sure. We did the math and by our calculations our baby would be born February 11, 2010. Just a week after the twins and 2 days after my birthday. Wow, not quite what we were expecting but we were happy none the less. I thought it would be fun if she was born on my birthday or Valentines day. Just not on the boys birthday, they already had to share.

We decided that we would wait to tell family until we knew what the sex was and how many just in case. My pregnancy went like my others, very sick in the first trimester. So sick that I wasn't able to hide it from my coworkers. That and I was so emotional they knew something was up, and I finally had to confess. I was so tired with this pregnancy that instead of taking my 1/2 hour lunch break, I would go into an exam room, set an alarm on my phone and would take a nap.

We were nervous for our first appointment with Dr N. Would their be one baby or two? As we reviewed my history he asked about my other deliveries. I told him about Lydia and when I got to the twins and mentioned the emergency c section his response was. "Oh I remember that, it is never a good thing if a Doctor remembers your delivery." I wasn't sure if I should be proud or worried.

He started the ultrasound and we were excited to find that we were just having one, and I just knew it would be a girl. We hadn't even told our children but I soon found Lydia asking me when we were going to have another baby, she said my belly was growing like it did when we had the boys.

I found her telling my parents that mommy's belly is getting bigger. I had to lie when they asked if I was pregnant. But soon enough we told the kids we were going to have a baby and that we were taking them with us to find out if it was a boy or girl. The verdict a GIRL!!!. We bought pink balloons and announced it to my family. It was Alex's Dads birthday so we decided that we would sign the card and baby girl . It took a few reads but they were so excited.

This pregnancy was different than the twins, I was working full time again. It was fun being with my friends, having them feel the baby kick and showing them my ultrasound pictures. I soon found out though that as much as they love me they wouldn't be willing to deliver my baby for me.

February 2010

Dr N. is concerned about my blood pressure and wants to induce me on February 4th, I was able to talk him out of that day as it was the twins birthday but he made me promise to come in that night to be induced and deliver on the 5th. I took what I could get and promised I would.

February 3, 2010

The night before the boys birthday we decorated the house so that they would be surprised when they woke up the next morning. My job as I was much too big to do anything else was to blow up a pack of balloons. A pack of 72 balloons. It mimicked pushing, so I thought it was a good idea to keep it up. To remind myself how it was, prepare by body. Bad idea.

February 4, 2010 the Boys 2nd Birthday

I woke up to my last day of work, I was excited and nervous to be started. I had gone into labor by myself with my others so this would be something new. I remember brushing my teeth and feeling the most painful cramp in my life. It only lasted about a minute and then stopped. I was surprised at the intensity of the pain as my other contractions had always happened in my back. Let me tell you abdominal contractions hurt MUCH worse. It happened twice on my way to work. Oh Crap, I though please not yet I have a party to go to tonight. As I walked from my car into my office at the hospital I thought I was going to have to flag a passerby to get me wheelchair because they were so bad I was doubled over in pain unable to walk. Somehow I made it, I put on a brave face and said hi to my lovely friends. And headed to my office next to theirs. Luckily it was just me and the doctor and because he is a specialist his appointments lasted about an hour. I was able to sit and track my contractions. Every 3-5 minutes and would last about 2 minutes. Oh no, this is really happening. I wonder if I can make it until the end of the day.

Another contraction and I am doubled over my desk eyes closed counting when I hear my dear friend Jamece yell "OMG! I am getting Ruth!" I am not I yelled at her retreating foot steps. Ruth came and looked at my numbers, she said to give it a little more time. I was soon greeted by my other nurse friends Faith and Kelly who told me to get my but to labor and delivery because they didn't want to have to deliver me in the office. They even told me they would take me there in a wheelchair if necessary. I told them I would go as soon as I could tell the Doctor.

I called Alex and told him I was in labor, he thought I was joking with him. He said do you know what today is? I told him of course I did I was doing the same thing two years ago, but trying to stop a baby from coming when they want to is like trying to stop a train at full force. He told me to go to labor and delivery and see what they said and then call him back.

As I made my way to labor and delivery I instantly regretted not taking them up on the offer for the wheelchair. It probably took me 20 minutes to walk there. Once I got their and the nurses examined me they said I wasn't going anywhere that the baby was on her way today.

I pulled my cell phone out to call Alex and just as I did I got a text from my office manager with a picture of a cake and telling me they were having a surprise shower for me in the lunch room and to come join them. I told her I would love to but that the nurses weren't letting me leave labor and delivery. She was so excited! I guess in the commotion I forgot or assumed the others would tell her they made me leave so they wouldn't have to deliver me. (You know I love you ladies)

I called Alex and told him to call my mom to watch the kids and cancel the party because we were gonna have a baby. It was just after this that the nurse decided to inform me that Dr N was in a surgery and so they couldn't admit me and get me a room until they spoke with him. This was about noon. This also meant that I couldn't have my epidural, even though I was at 5 almost 6cm. I decided to chat with the nurses to take my mind off my contractions. And mentioned to them about the shower I was missing on the 3rd floor. And to my surprise they pulled some strings and got me a room so that my work could bring the shower to me. She also was able to give me a morphine shot to help relieve some of the pain from the contractions. It was great except when I had a contraction I could still feel them but I was very relaxed in between. My office came and brought my presents and balloons and we had a great time in my little private room. Alex arrived and I could see the look of disbelief. We were going to have 3 kids with the same birthday. WOW!

Dr N finally got out of surgery at 4:30 and came in an broke my water and okayed the epidural. Alex had always wanted me to try and have her at home because it would be cool if he could deliver her. Thankfully Dr N said he would let Alex help him and 2 hours after my water broke we were ready to have a baby! Almost. She was posterior like her older sister. But Dr N worked miracles and was able to turn her and at 6:51pm Taylie Hope Turner entered the world with the help of her Daddy.

She weighed in at 7 lbs 1oz and was 20 inches long.

She has been loved from the moment she arrived by everyone.

Our Little Family

She stole our hearts from the moment she has arrived. I remember when we brought her home I had to have her nap in the bassinet in the room the kids were playing because the boys were worried about "their baby" they always had to know where she was and even if Alex or I left the room with her they would cry for their baby. It was so cute. And Lydia she loves having a little sister to dote on Taylie loves each one of them. She never wants to miss anything. Especially a party.

I am sure many wonder if we are done now that we have 2 of each.

Only time will tell.

Oh and if you are ever in need of inducing labor try blowing up balloons, it worked for me!

Super Bowl Baby #2: Austin Olegovich

2012-02-02T00:26:00.000-07:00

Again as in with some previous posts, this will contain some very emotional and spiritual experiences for me that I feel need to be documented for my posterity. Please be respectful of them.

**June 2005 Alex: What will we name this baby (Lydia) if it is a boy?
                       Me: How about Austin?
                      Silence.... I can see that he is deep in thought.
                      Alex: No, that is to be our 3rd child's name.

Austin Olegovich 2/4/08

February 4, 2008

Nurse: We still can't locate him.

Dr N: Well find someone, we have 5 minutes to get this baby out or we lose him.

My heart sank, please don't let anything happen to my baby I prayed. Please. In my mind (or maybe out loud I couldn't tell you for sure) I would pray, Please don't let them cut me open, I am still awake, Please let the baby be okay. Over and over. I am sure the nurses probably thought I was going crazy. I was beginning to feel weak, dizzy even though I was lying down, I felt like I wanted to slip into unconsciousness but was unable to because of the overwhelming fear and commotion around me.

Dr N: Tracie, Baby A's placenta is trying to deliver before Baby B. You are hemorrhaging (bleeding) quite a bit, I know your epidural has worn off and that you can feel everything. We don't have time to wait until it makes you numb again so we are going to have to put you to sleep. It will be best for you and the baby.

Hemorrhage, Oh please heavenly father let them get him our in time. Please let him be okay and let me be able to have more children.

I am still awake, I am still awake, I am still awake. I remember repeating. I felt like I was going to die. My heart was racing, I was in a cold sweat. I remember thinking that this is more than I can bear. And then I remembered being taught in Church that we would never be given more than we could bear. I turned to my Father in Heaven and had probably the most humble sincere talk with him. I told him that I have born this burden, my heart is heavy and I can no longer bear this burden so I would be turning it over to him. Matthew 11:28 ^aCome unto me, all ye that ^blabour and are heavy laden, and I will give you ^crest.

It was the most amazing peaceful feeling that I can't even begin to describe. I was at peace, he took my burden and gave me rest. I knew He loved me, was there with me and that though I felt alone in the chaos I wasn't. I have often heard that a women is never closer to heaven than when she is bringing Gods children into this world. And I have a testimony of that. For the next thing I knew the veil was thin, looking to my left were Alex and AJ had been earlier I saw the figure of man. He was leaning against the counter and was looking at me with a smile on his face, I could feel the love for me, I could see it in his eyes. I could feel his excitement. And I could here him say "I love you Mom, you are doing great. Everything is going to be fine."

I looked back to the ceiling only to see the face of a new doctor. He introduced him self as the anesthesiologist and told me he would be putting me to sleep and that he would be with me the whole time. My response, don't let them cut me open while I am still awake. As he promised he wouldn't I drifted off into unconsciousness.

Austin Olegovich 5lbs 9 oz 18 in born at 1:19pm

Lydia seeing her brothers for the first time

Everyone seeing the boys for the first time, top right is the twins with my twin brothers.

You are probably wondering where I am in these pictures. I am in recovery, I remember waking up as they where wheeling me there and asking them 3 questions. 1) Is the baby okay? yes he is perfectly healthy. 2) Can I have more children? Yes, they were able to save your uterus. 3) I WANT MORPHINE!!! (okay so the last wasn't a question more of a demand but hey you try having babies from both ends and tell me how you feel)

For a long time I was very depressed about no one being there when Austin was born and if it would have any effect on him the future. I was depressed that I missed Lydia seeing her brothers for the first time, the joy of the grandparents, great grad parents and Aunts and Uncles faced when they did too. Thankfully my wonderful hubby had someone tape it all and take some great pictures. But it isn't the same. I was the last person to hold my babies. But worse, I don't remember it.

But I realize how blessed we were, we had 2 perfectly healthy baby boys. Babies who didn't even . spend one minute in the NICU, who were allowed to come home with me on Friday when I was discharged. Boys who make me fall more in love with them every day.

Me holding the boys and Lydia for the "first" time.

AJ (L) and Austin (R)

Austin (L) and AJ (R)

Coming Soon! Taylie the Party Girl!

Super Bowl Baby #1: Alex Joshua (AJ)

2012-01-31T23:17:00.000-07:00

AJ Turner 2/4/08

Sunday February 3, 2008

I woke up to a very cold, windy, snow storm. Church was canceled, and my mom and I spent most of the morning preparing food for our Super Bowl Party. We made some awesome spicy food, sweet food, tons of dips, appetizers. I don't remember who won, let alone who was playing. I just remember the food was delicious.

Starting around the 2nd quarter I started to experience back pains and stomach discomfort. I would constantly try changing positions, using Alex as a back brace or massage. They would last about a minute or two every 5 minutes. I didn't think much of it, I was pregnant with twins there was bound to be discomfort.

My dad on the other hand did not agree. I think he spent more time watching me than the game. He kept telling me that I was in labor and needed to go get it checked. I would push it off telling him "Dad, I am not in labor." A few minute later he would say "I really don't think you should be eating that.....(spicy meatballs)" and of course I would tell him I was fine.

The game ended, but the pain continued. Around10:30 I noticed something was wrong. Spotting. A LOT of spotting. It was time to concede. My dad was right, I needed to go the hospital to get checked. After asking my to watch Lydia we headed out into the snow storm to the hospital. We had always talked about when I went into labor we would use the toll bridge and get to the hospital 5 minutes earlier. For some reason we didn't. It was a very slow, scary ride with almost no visibility.

By the time we arrived at the hospital it was close to midnight. We were going to a different hospital and I wasn't sure which entrance to use for Labor and Delivery I tried 4 different doors. Once I finally was checking in and answering the normal questions. When asked when my c section was scheduled for I told them I wasn't, Dr N said I was going to labor. They didn't say anything but I did see their sideways glance at each other.

After being roomed we waited to hear from the doctor. I was told that he wanted to try my on an IV medication to stop labor to see if we could keep them in a few days longer to give their lungs a better chance. I was told to get some sleep and they would check on me in a few hours.

Waiting for the okay to stay.

Monday February 4, 2008

Around 6 am they checked on me and I was still laboring despite the medication and was at 5cm. I was finally officially admitted and was put on pitocin to help my contractions start back up. My epidural this time went much better. This anesthesiologist numbed my back first, so even though it did take him 4 tries I didn't feel a thing. I was finally able to relax and get some rest. They broke my water about 9 am but trying to kick my labor back to where it was the night before.

11:30am. I was only 6 cm dilated, I was very anxious. I was about to increase my family size from 3 to 5. How can I do this? I was worried about how the delivery would go. I was so anxious I started to make myself sick. the nurse came in and gave me something for the nausea that would also make me a little drowsy. She told me not to worry that it was still hours away and to get some sleep so I could have my energy.

Alex ready for delivery, and my nurse.

12:30pm. She wakes me up to check me. To which she then informs me that I am at 9.5cm and that it was time to move me to the OR. (It was a requirement that I deliver in the OR in case of emergency) My reaction was one of shock, what?!? Wait?! you said I had hours left to prepare. I am not ready for this. The doctor was called and they started wheeling me down the hall. I started vomiting again. I was shaking so bad! And it was at this point I realized that I could feel that my leg was asleep. Not like the feeling from an epidural but like the pins and needles from sitting on them to long asleep. I told this to my nurses and they told me that was normal. To which I responded, no you don't understand. My epidural is worn off I can feel everything.

They transferred me from the nice comfy bed to the hard operating table. As they did this I felt the most unusual pressure. I told the nurses this and they told me it was my body telling me it was time to push. Dr N was there and had me start to push.

It was the most awesome experience feeling him move through my body, painful, very painful, but amazing. I pushed though the pain and the next thing I know after only 3 pushes Alex Joshua was born. He weighed in at 5lbs 2 oz and was 18.5 in long at 1pm.

He didn't cry at first, but by the time the cord was cut he was howling. He was beautiful.

I remember Alex saying "oh that isn't normal is it"

Dr N: Call anesthesiology and get them here now we are going to have to put her under general. Get him out of here.

General? Wait, why general what is going on? Why won't any one tell me what is going on? The operating room became a flurry of activity. Nurses running, taking my baby with them and telling Alex he had to leave. He turned to follow AJ without question. My heart ached to go with them, or at least have my husband by my side.

Nurse: We can't find the anesthesiologist.
Dr N: Well find him get someone here now. We need to get this baby out quick.

More running of nurses, no one answering my questions. I knew what general meant. They had to put me to sleep. Something had gone wrong. But why won't anyone tell me what is going on? They started to prep me for my C section. I could feel the coldness of the beta dine and the roughness of the razor against my belly. This brought on a whole new fear. Please don't let them cut me open when I am still awake. I can feel that.

Nurse: We still can't locate him.
Dr N: Well find someone, we have 5 minutes to get this baby out or we lose him.

The Twin Pregnancy Experience: Part 2

2012-01-27T14:59:00.000-07:00

"Are you sure that is all that is in there?" I asked the doctor.

After convincing me there was only two, I cried. I cried because I was happy. I cried because I was scared. We were living with my parents. Lydia would barely be two. They were due the day before our third anniversary. Lydia hadn't been an easy baby. I listened as he explained that now I would be considered a high risk pregnancy. I would have to have careful monitoring and that I wouldn't be allowed to be seen by one of the nurse practitioners if he was out delivering. I would have to wait or reschedule. He explained that most twins are born around 35 weeks and that we should prepare ourselves for at least one if not both to be in the NICU for a little bit.

As we left the doctor I phoned my sister in law Heather to thank her for the referral, she was the first person I told. I remember her squeal on the phone. She was so excited. The drive home was a silent one, we were both in shock contemplating what we had just heard. When we got home my mom was the only one there. Everyone else was gone to the Country Fair Days BBQ dinner. She was so excited. My youngest brothers are twins so she has been there and I was/am so grateful for her knowledge and support. The rest of the night is kind of a blurry haze. I remember lots of people were excited. Alex called his mom and asked if she would be okay with 7 grandkids instead of 6. She was thrilled.

My favorite maternity shirt to bad my belly was cut out of the picture

Around 10 weeks I was not doing well at all, I was very dehydrated from vomiting. We were sent to the ER for fluid and a check on the babies. I was so glad to hear they were fine, especially as I could hear the women in the next room telling her mother she was miscarrying one of her twins. As the ER nurse was working on my IV she asked if I had been given anything by my doctor for the nausea. She told me that I didn't have to suffer. It was after that I was given a prescription for Zofran. It was over a hundred dollars for 10 pills but it was worth it. After that my nausea was much better and I only had one episode of spotting but after 12 weeks I felt great most of the time.

I had so much energy! Way more than with Lydia or Taylie. I felt great, like I could do anything. And I looked so cute. I love maternity clothes. But what I loved more was that with this new doctor we got an ultrasound every time. It was so much fun watching them get bigger. Seeing them move, and knowing they were healthy. We were told that one was a boy and one was a girl. That lasted all of one minute when he decided that they were both boys. As funny as it sounds I was a little disappointed, I kind of morned the loss of my "girl" even though I was so excited they were both boys and I could dress them alike.

The shower cake my mom made

We made a trip to St. George and Vegas when I was 6 months along. We attended a friends wedding. The temple workers were so worried about me going into labor even though I kept telling them I was fine they had someone escort me and always made sure that I had a chair to sit in. Walking the Strip in Vegas was fun and even though I was heavily pregnant I had no problems.

Vegas!!! Kassie, Lydia, Alex, and I Nov 2007

Christmas came and then we were visiting the doctor weekly. We discussed delivery options. I told them I wanted to schedule a C-section because I didn't want to deliver one and then have problems and then have to have once anyway. The doctor and Alex convinced me that since everything was looking so well I should be able to deliver both without problems. (I should have listened to my gut.)

My SIL Kassie, My Mom, Lydia and Me about 2 weeks before Jan 2008
Can't even button the maternity shirt.

Four years ago today, President Gordon B. Hinckley passed away. He was the prophet for most of my younger years. He was the Prophet when Alex joined the church so he was the only one he ever knew. We are blessed to live close to Salt Lake and decided to take the opportunity to go to the viewing. We knew that the wait to get in the building would be long (2+ hours) in the cold winter weather with little places for me to sit but we wanted to go so badly. We dressed warm and explained to Lydia the best we could where we were headed.

The line to the viewing, it wraps around the building

We found our way to the end of the line where we were greeted by a older woman, a sister missionary. She made small talk with us for about 5 minutes. She asked when I was due and since I had reached the 35 week mark I knew it could be any day. Beaming with pride I told her that we were expecting twin boys any day but that we had to come say goodbye. She took my arm and asked us to follow her. She guided us to the front of the building and up a special elevator to where the viewing was taking place. she walked us to the front of the line and congratulated us. We were in and out and on our way home in 20 minutes. Truly a blessing.

3 days before delivery, notice I can't button my coat.

Coming soon.......Our Super Bowl Babies!

@#$%^ Computer virus!

2012-01-23T14:36:00.000-07:00

We had a little computer virus last week. It wiped our hard drive.

So now the only pictures I have are the ones I have saved to

Facebook or my Blog.

Ugh.

So unfortunately for my next few posts will be pictureless.(Is that even a word?)

The Twin Pregnancy Experience: Part 1

2012-01-16T18:10:00.000-07:00

When Lydia was 9 months old we started talking about having another baby. With her being our honeymoon baby we didn't think we would have a problem. But month after month we were disappointed. At this point in time we were living with my parents, Alex was working for a car dealership and I would pick up hours at the doctors office as needed. Lydia was getting bigger and was so smart! She was talking full sentences, telling people about nocturnal animals. I was so proud of her but sad that she wasn't a baby anymore and wanted another one so desperately.

Time went on, in April 2007 Alex got a great job driving a cement truck. He worked mainly nights on the Legacy Highway project. The money was great but we decided to live with my parents a little longer to help pay off bills. I made an appointment with a doctor who told me on average it takes a year to conceive and that we shouldn't be worried until we had been trying for a year.

End of June:
A positive pregnancy test at last! I excitedly told Lydia that Mommy was going to have a baby. To which she responded: No Mama, two babies. I laughed and said lets call Daddy. We called Alex at work and then headed to town. I wanted to find a Big Sister shirt to announce our pregnancy to everyone. I looked everywhere and was unable to find one so I decided to get in touch with my very limited sewing skills and make one. I bought a plain yellow onsie and headed to the craft store.

This is the shirt I made, I added the "of twins" after we found out there was 2
And the shoes.....Uncle Ben's combat boots. Silly girl.

Everyone was excited! I wasn't sick the first week or so and thought everything was great! Being religious, we would pray every night that the baby would grow healthy and strong. But everytime I prayed the word babies would come out of my mouth. I just knew. I think Heavenly Father was trying to prepare me. And Alex too.

And then it hit me. HARD. I couldn't move with out being sick. Couldn't eat and spent much of my time in the bathroom. The benefit of this, Lydia was completely potty trained by 18 months. I took her everytime I went. Worked like a charm. And she was so cute she would bring me towels and say: Mama sick, here is a towel. And would stroke my back. Another benefit: we lived with my parents. My mom was such a blessing, she took care of me and Lydia.

We found a new Doctor, an OB specialist. He is amazing! Loved him from the moment I met him. He walked in the door and asked if we were ready to see our triplets. I told him that was the joke going around with how sick I was. He started the ultrasound and seemed to be concentrating very hard. The next words out of his mouth:
"Well it's not triplets, but there is more that one. Congratulations you are having twins."
To be continued......

Camping, 'Coons, and Cops: Our 4th of July

2012-01-15T21:01:00.000-07:00

We were invited up to East Canyon by Alex's brother Jon and his wife Steph. This would be our first time camping in a tent with all of our kids. We packed the van oh so carefully and were off! As you can see they were so excited!

We got their and unloaded the car and set up the 4 man tent for the six of us. Shouldn't be a problem, 4 small kids and 2 adults, we can make that work. And also our bug net tent to go over the picnic table. After a lecture to the kids about staying away from the fire pit and the raging river we were off for adventure! First obstacle to concur...the playground.

They had so much fun making new friends and running out their energy before dinner. We joined Steph's family up at their RV for a delicious dinner and then a round of miniature golf. No pictures of this as it took all 4 adults to help the kids golf. They had lots of fun.

We were so tired and the kids exhausted that we went to bed just after dark. I asked Alex about the boxes of food left on the picnic table and he told me we would be fine that it was enclosed in the net tent. And so began our long LONG LONG night. Who would have guessed that little miss Taylie would be claustrophobic. She SCREAMED. AND SCREAMED. AND SCREAMED. ALL NIGHT LONG. Out! OUT! OUT MAMA OUT! She finally fell asleep with her little face pressed against the open window. It was so sad. What made it worse though was when the other kids got cold and we tried to shut the window. It started all over again. The next morning we awoke to find that Raccoon's had gotten into our food tent and they love snickers, Doritos's, and pop tarts. I am just glad it wasn't a bear.
We spent the day in the pool and the splash pad. It was so much fun even though the adults did come away with sun burns.

That night we talked long about what was the best way to get Taylie to sleep. Alex brought his hammock and we decided that he would sleep in the hammock with her. The problem with that was the only trees we could find close enough together were about 150 feet away from our tent. But for her sake and that of our neighbors we decided that was best. That night we decided to wear her out so after dinner at the RV with Steph's family I took her on a walk around the RV area. She loved it! She ran and ran her little legs and when she was barked at by a HUGE Doberman. She stopped in her tracks looked at the dog and said: SIT!
The dog was so dumbfounded that he did that he sat. And Taylie just went on her merry little way. It was so cute. And she was so happy not to be in the tent that as soon as Alex laid down in the hammock she was out. We left early the next morning to enjoy the parades, fair, and fireworks.

The next day was my work party at a local swimming pool. We had so much fun. Free dinner, free drinks, free cotton candy, free snow cones (my favorite part of summer!) As we were walking to the parking lot to our car both boys had accidents. So we stripped them naked and but them in the Jeep, they looked so cute and we took video and pictures of them. And of the girls, Taylie loved the cotton candy. We joked about getting pulled over and the cop seeing the naked boys in the back and the explaining we would have to do. We pulled out of the parking lot and headed home. Not 30 seconds after leaving the parking lot I hear a Whoop Whoop and look in the mirror and see lights flashing behind us. Alex pulls over, he is just in his swim trunks and sandals. His wallet was in the back by the naked little boys. I am stifling my giggles as he has to get out and find his ID and talk with the cop. Apparently we were going 10 over but because it is an area we aren't familiar with we didn't know. The cop was nice and just gave us a warning, best of all he didn't even notice the naked little guys in the back.

Here is a picture of Aunt Steph with the boys a week before at a local park that was having a fair, the fire department was using their ladder truck to help cool people off.

I've been tagged!

2012-01-15T14:05:00.001-07:00

I have been tagged by: I wanna feel that fire

The Rules

1. You must post the rules. (and link up who tagged you)

2. Post eleven fun facts about yourself on the blog post.

3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and then create eleven new questions to ask the people you've tagged.

4. Tag eleven people and link them on your post

5. Let them know you've tagged them!

11 Fun Facts about Me

1. I am the oldest of 5

2. 3 of my 4 children share the same birthday

3. I speak Russian. Well not fluently, I can ask for a kiss, tell you I love you, or tell the kids to move it (which sounds so much nicer in Russian by the way)
4. I eat candy one color at a time. M&M's, Smarties, Skittles, or Sweet tarts. OCD.

5. I have to put on new socks before bed

6. I could eat cereal for every meal.

7. I have lived in the same small town since 1986

8. My skirt fell off at my 1st grade dance recital

9. My middle name is a 4 letter F word. Did you guess it yet?

10. When my youngest was born my oldest was 4, that is right 4 under 4.

11. I like watching Phineas and Ferb with my kids. I even watch it after they have gone to bed. Shh.

So did you guess my middle name?

Jenn's Questions for me:

1. Why did you start blogging?
I started blogging to keep a journal of my family and the cute things the kids say/do.

2. What is your favorite season?
Fall, I love the crisp mornings and the crunchy leaves under my feet. I love Pumpkins, the smells of the holidays, and the excitement and anticipation of the holidays.

3. What was your favorite subject in school?
In our high school we had a class were we got to leave for 2 periods and help tutor at and Elementary.

4. Tell me what a perfect date night for you would be?
I nice steak dinner, couples massage, and an amusement park or comedy club.

5. What is your favorite dish to make?
Take out. No probably Sour Cream Chicken Casserole

6. When you were little what did you want to be when you grew up?
I always wanted to be a stay at home mom, but I am so glad I am a Medical Assistant. I love working at a Doctors office. I call it my Vacation time, my home away from home.

7. Describe your dream house.
A house with more that one bathroom. That is all our current house has.

8. Do you have siblings?
4 brothers, no sisters

9. What is your least favorite house hold chore?
Laundry, never ending. I don't mind starting it, hate folding it.

10. Favorite movie?
Harry Potter, Any of them

11. Favorite TV show
Parenthood

My middle name is Fern. Did any of you get it right?

My questions for you:
1. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
2. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
3. Where is your dream vacation?
4.What is your most embarrassing moment?
5.What is your least favorite food that you still make your kids eat?
6. Why do you blog?
7. What is your favorite blog post?
8. When do you find time to blog?
9. If married, how long did you date your spouse before you married? If not married, how long would you date someone before your considered marrying them?
10.Do you have any phobias?
11.What is your favorite number and why?

I'm tagging:

Allyson @ http://declerckfam.blogspot.com/

Rindi @ http://1fessfam.blogspot.com/

Sandy @ http://twelvemakesadozen.blogspot.com/

Eli @ http://eligetstobeamommy.blogspot.com/

Jenn @ http://justinjennandnoah.blogspot.com/

Jaclyn @ http://grumpyjax.blogspot.com/

Lisa @ http://www.twobearsfarm.com/

Mandy @ http://wonderingsofawannabe.blogspot.com/

Rachel Sue @ http://screamandhug.blogspot.com/

Melinda @ http://bloggyblather.blogspot.com/

Leslie @ http://leslieandaaron.blogspot.com/

Refiner's Fire

2012-01-10T00:39:00.001-07:00

Found this article today, it brings me hope that through my trials, each will make me stronger.

....The blessings of eternity will surely come to those who endure refining, as the Lord Himself taught: “He only is saved who endureth unto the end.” I testify that Jesus is the Christ and the Divine Redeemer. He lives! His are the sweet words of eternal life.

Endure to End. I can do that.

All I want for Christmas......

2011-12-17T20:20:00.000-07:00

Bubble wrap.

Lots and lots of Bubble wrap.

Taylie's goose egg after a run in with our TV stand.

Lydia after falling off her bunk bed.
She tends to be accident prone.
For more see here.

And just so we don't leave the boys out.

FDR's Pearl Harbor Speech

2011-12-07T17:47:00.000-07:00

Thank you to all who have/are making our country safer. Grandpa Greer WWII, My father in law Bob Turner, my brother Ben, and my brother in law Kolya.

St. George Family Reunion

2011-12-05T23:36:00.005-07:00

Remember our family vacation to Bear Lake?

We swore we would never go on another vacation again.

However this summer my parents bought all of us kids and our families

tickets to see Tuacahn's presentation of Disney's The Little Mermaid.

It was amazing! I was a little worried about it starting so late but

the three oldest kids did great! It is Lydia's favorite movie,

and with the exception of Austin who fell asleep the last 10 minutes

couldn't keep their awe struck eyes of the stage.

And Taylie had fun with her cousin Pyper at the condos with a babysitter.

Tuacahn's presentation of The Little Mermaid

The next days adventures started with a trip to the temple,
swimming, and a little off roading.

Us in our Jeep and my brother Ben in my dad's Toyota Corolla.

I made the comment that I was so glad we were in the car because of the rattlesnakes.

Lydia asked what they were to which we told her they were very Poisonous snakes

and that the poison had killed people so not to play with them.

5 minutes later.

Ben and Alex fixing the car, Lydia terrified wouldn't leave their side.
The boys enjoyed playing on the rocks, see how close we were to
civilization? So close yet so far.

The next day before heading home we visited the county fair.

The kids viewing and feeding the animals.
Taylie called every animal Sadie after our dog.

They even got to ride a horse for the first time.

And to sit on some other animals too.

But the Best part of the day was this:

My Dad, All American Grandpa, and Cowboy.

It was a wonderful vacation spent with my wonderful family.

Can't wait till next year. Still will be a few years probably

before Alex and I try one on our own again.

But with family helping family, everything is possible.

Birth Story: Lydia AnnaLee

2011-12-03T23:29:00.000-07:00

Lydia 3 days old

Lydia is our honeymoon baby. She was born 9 months to the day we got married, we were married the first weekend in March and she was born the first weekend in December. She is very strong willed but very loving from the beginning and always a Daddy's girl. But she always does things on here own time.

On the last day of our honeymoon Alex and I decided to stop for Pizza, while there he asked if I would like some buffalo wings. I HATE buffalo wings. HATE THEM. He ordered some for himself and we decided to go to the beach and eat. On the 5 minute drive to the beach they smelled SO GOOD. I asked if I could try just one. And then another. And another. And before we got there I had at the whole dozen. Alex didn't even have one. I apologized over and over telling him I really don't know why I ate them, I really like don't like them usually but these just tasted amazing. Alex will tell you that is the one and only time he has ever seen me eat buffalo wings in our almost 7 years of marriage.

Prior to our marriage Alex had convinced me to join our local Fire Department with him. They are also the first responders for medical calls in our area and working as a nurse in a Doctor's office this interested me very much. I had been trained on their procedures, putting gear on in under a minute, and how to "catch" a hydrant. In the last week in March I finally qualified for my own gear. We went together to find some that would fit. The gear was used but in good quality but as they continued to fit me I found myself feeling more and more sick. I finally had to have Alex take me home. The guys at the station were joking I was pregnant but we just blew them off. 2 days later, the day before Easter we found out we were expecting. Or should I say Alex told me we were. He stole the test because he was so excited.

We told everyone. Grandpa Nana was very excited. Grandma Nana was a little more nervous. Her only daughter had just got married and now she was going to be a Grandma. It didn't take long though before she was buying cute outfits and toys for you.

I found myself talking to you quite often, I also found my self sick multiple time a day. It was so bad that the Doc's at work made me get and IV for dehydration. Water made me sick but Gatorade wasn't much better. Alex was very supportive, he would hold my hair, pull over while we were driving, and would stand in the bathroom door eating apples while I would lose my lunch. He also bought me Olive Garden because I was craving it (it was a stretch on our newlywed budget) and didn't complain once when I took one bite and lost it.

Once the sickness subsided I found myself once again craving foods unusual for me. Anything smothered in BBQ sauce. We use to by chicken nuggets and sit under our tree. Another favorite was Carl's Juniors Western Bacon cheese burger and root beer. When we found out "it" was a she Alex and I had been fighting all day. But after that we couldn't stay mad. We went to dinner to celebrate our little girl.

Daddy and Lydia, 1 week old

Summer turned to fall and we started to get her room ready. Winnie the Pooh themed. Alex would stand by the crib every night and turn the Mobile and pretend to put her to sleep. It was so precious. I found myself sleeping on our couch to help with back pain and Alex would push the love seat against the sofa so we could sleep together. It was so sweet. Our lease was over on October 31 and we found a house to rent. So while I was at work Alex moved us into our new place and redecorated your room.

With just weeks left I was getting more nervous, but then a unexpected sad event gave me hope. (For more on that click here to read about the passing of Alex's birth mom.) Thanksgiving came, then my due date. December 1st. That evening we waited. And waited. Nothing happened.

December 2nd I walked a mile, googled ways to induce labor and tried every one of them. Castor Oil, Prim Rose oil, bumpy car rides, exercise, and jumping on the bed just to name a few. We even watched Father of the Bride part 2 where she has the baby. Nothing happened.

December 3rd 2am.
I awoke with severe back pain, which wasn't uncommon but this was different worse. It came and went and I just couldn't get comfortable. So I got up and started cleaning. I dusted, organized and every 5 minutes would double over in pain unable to move. I thought labor was always in the abdomen, I never realized it could be in your back so it never even crossed my mind. I knew I was starting to "nest" though which was a good sign. Nesting is cleaning and preparing your home most pregnant women go through this close to their do date.

5am.
Alex gets up to go to work and finds me on the floor leaning over the dishwasher trying to load it. Thinking we must of killed the baby trying to induce labor he insists on taking me to the hospital. It was snowing and several cars were slid off the road. I would squeeze his hand with every pain and they were about 3 minutes apart. Luckily the hospital is only 12 minutes away.

6am
We are told we aren't going anywhere, I was 5 cm dilated and could have my epidural at anytime. Yes Please! However the doc who did it is old fashioned and doesn't numb your back first. It took him 20 minutes and 4 insertions to get it right. I was in tears squeezing my mom's hand (Alex the fireman he is was curious to how it was done) I learned later when it was time for the epidural to wear off and one leg was more numb than the next that the nurses call it Patel Syndrome after the doctor who did it. Apparently I wasn't the only it happened to.

I labored all day with slow progression even with pitocin and breaking my water. I was having trouble keeping my oxygen and blood pressure up so I was made to lay down with oxygen on most of the time. Family and friends would stop by and see me wondering how close I was coming. Delivering at the hospital I work in their was quite a few.

4pm
I was allowed to start pushing. I pushed long and hard. Alex and my nurse were great with encouragement. My Doctor though seemed more content chatting it up with the student he was training about volleyball and Hawaii. It frustrated Alex very much.

5pm.
I am exhausted, not wanting to go on but knowing I had to started to wear me down. I was so close to saying "That's it! I am done! Take me to the OR and get this baby out!" But I just kept asking how close, how many more pushes. To which the answer was always no more that 15 minutes. I can do 15 I would tell myself.

6pm
Still pushing, doctor is still chatting away. I am almost delirious from exhaustion. Family outside was beginning to worry. Once again I asked how close. A few more pushes.

6:11pm
Lydia AnnaLee enters the world posterior (head first, body just facing the wrong way) with the cord around her neck with help of a vacuum. 7lbs 5oz and 20 inches long she was beautiful! But most of all even the long delivery and the cord caused no problems she was perfectly healthy, so worth all of the work and waiting. I was so weak and shaking so bad it was hard to hold her. Which was okay with everyone else because they couldn't get enough of her.

Lydia and Mommy, One week old

I loved having her at Christmas time! I would sing her Christmas songs for lullaby's and change her under the lights of the Christmas tree. Some of my best memories. She is an angel. My Christmas Angel.

Happy 6th Birthday baby girl! I can't imagine my life without you!
Love Mommy

The Story of Us: A sad, sad, day.....

2011-12-01T19:28:00.000-07:00

Remember this photo from my last post?

I was going to share this one on December 8th, the day he proposed.

But due to a severe wind storm that hit our area today this is what my tree looks like now.

On a separate note:

Lydia, 6 years ago today you were given your eviction notice.

You were due December 1, 2005

however on this day I found myself riding up the elevator

to my work with a nice lady who asked me when I was due.

You always have done things on your own time.

I love you! I can't believe you are almost six!

Lydia's Birth Story coming soon!

The Story of Us: First Date to I Love You

2011-11-30T00:23:00.001-07:00

Alex and Tracie August 2011
The tree where he proposed.

November 10, 2004 My Parents 25th Wedding Anniversary

I woke up that morning with the worst migraine in the world and the anxiety and anticipation of the upcoming night didn't help. I thought I might have to cancel the pain was so bad, but luckily for me I work at the best place in the world, with the best Doctors' in the world. And these great guys who were determined to marry me off (by trying several times to set me up on dates with guys in their wards) gave me shot in the bum for the migraine and the nausea and sent me on my way with threats (jokingly) of what would happen if I came to work the next day with out good stories of my date.

He picked me up and we drove through Ogden looking for a place to go bowling, he showed me his brother's house and I showed him where I worked. When we arrived at the bowling alley things go a little awkward, his accent was a very thick just being 6 months off his mission and I had a hard time understanding him, the first 2 games seemed so long but by the third we were talking about our likes and dislikes which eventually turned into how many children we wanted to have someday. We ended our night at Wingers enjoying each others company and learning more about each other. He drove me home and walked me to the door and said goodnight. My parents were waiting for me and after asking if I had a good time asked if I would consider going on another date with him. I told them I would if he asked.

That Saturday he called and asked me to go out with his friends. Unfortunately I already had plans with friends and I had promised myself that after ditching my friends with my other boyfriends I would never do that again, so I declined. Then believe it or not she ditched me. So my Dad and I went car shopping. I had a great job, was single, and not seriously dating anyone. I decided that I needed something newer and something with better traction for the Winter. (Not to jump ahead but lets just say I was engaged before the first payment was due)

The next day we sat together in the singles ward, his sister and I whispered and giggled. Alex, well lets just say I have never seen someone so intent on a speaker in my whole life. In the end I couldn't resit poking him in the ribs a few times trying to distract him. He was nervous that I didn't want to go on another date with him that is why I turned him down the day before. So to make it up to him I invited him to my family home evening, we were going to a play at Northridge. He decided he was going to hold my hand that day and I unknowingly made it very hard on him. I have a habit of sitting on my hands when they are cold he finally just flat out asked if he could have that, and pointed to my hand. So to the point, so romantic. We held hands the rest of the night.

After that we saw each other at least twice a week he would cook for me and we would play games. He would stop by my work and bring donuts or pizza, would decorate my car, and leave me candy and roses. The girls at work were SO JEALOUS!

The week of Thanksgiving we decided that we would spend it with our separate families and then he had plans to go to Idaho to see a mission buddy. My Mom was urging me to date other people since it had been 2 years since I had dated anyone. She like Alex but wanted me to experience the fun of dating. My Aunt came down and I excitedly told her of all that had been happening. In the middle of this conversation my phone rang. It wasn't Alex, but to my surprise another boy from the singles ward asking me on a date for that Friday. My heart sank, technically Alex and I were exclusive and we hadn't even talked about becoming exclusive but deep in my heart I didn't want to date anyone else. I was so happy when I was around him. But like I said in my other post I told my self that I would never turn down a date so I agreed. My Mom was glad that I had agreed, my Aunt told me she could see a change in my personality after speaking with this other guy and could tell how much I must like Alex.

Thanksgiving dinner was amazing and in my family we stay up late playing games. I left my phone in my room to charge, the house phone rang and it was my Hunny. He had tried my cell phone about 2 dozen times but thought I was ignoring him. I invited him over to play games and told him I had something to tell him. We walked in the rain and I told him of my date. He was very supportive of my Mom and agreed that I should definitely date someone else so I would know if I was making the right decisions. We went inside to have pie and Alex being the ever helpful but jester that he is offered to take them back to the fridge for my Mom. He then pretended to trip to make her think the pie was going to fall on her. What he didn't realize was they tray wasn't sturdy and they came about six inches away from splattering in her face before he caught them. It was quite funny but he was a little embarrassed.

That evening after going to a movie with my cousins he kissed me for the first time. Which surprised me because he had told me on our first date that he had never kissed a girl and didn't plan on it until he was engaged and we most definitely were not engaged. I wasn't complaining though it was wonderful.

I just love to kiss him.
Engagments Jan 2005

The next day we spent the day at my parents house sitting on the floor of the living room going over his mission books before my other date and before he left for Idaho. We laughed at the pictures and he told me some great stories of his Mission. Like getting arrested and kicked out of the country. Have I not told you that story? Well that is a different post for a different day. My Mom watched us together, she could see how happy we were and I think that is when she knew he was the one for me. Our time together was cut short by the sound of his pager going off, as he ran out the door to the fire station he yelled that he loved me. I yelled back that I loved him too, but it fell on deaf ears as the roar of his engine faded into the distance. My Mom raised her eyebrows and asked if that was the first time we had said that.

I just nodded and headed downstairs to get ready for my date.

The Story of Us: At the Begining

2011-11-20T09:20:00.000-07:00

The story of us actually starts long before there was an "Us"

I remember as a little girl probably six or seven asking my Mom how she met my Dad and how would I know when I found the one that was meant for me. I remember asking her "What if they man I am suppose to marry is in Russia? How am I going to find him?" I don't remember her answer. I just remember the question.

February 1995
I had just turned 12 and one of my Best Friends parents had just adopted two little boys from Russia. Curious I remember going to play over there and seeing Alex (or Alexey as he went by then) for the first time. He was smaller than I had expected and almost 12 year old to be and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why he was so disobedient. He kept sticking a stick into this machine that was spinning. And they would tell him no and he would look at them with a blank stare. ( I know now that he didn't understand a word they were speaking to him.)

For the next years until his mission he lived 4 houses away, his family sat two pews ahead of mine at church, we were in the same Sunday School classes, attended the same Youth conferences, and the same school. He was one of my Brother Adam's Best Friends and spent the night at our house on occasion. That being said, all I remember is he wore the same American flag tie each week, spoke with a funny accent, and we would try to get him to teach us naughty words in Russian ( he wouldn't).

He remembers me dating "weird looking guys" and apparently one time he put burrs in my brother's hair while they were moving pipe and he says that when he came to apologize that I ripped him a new one about treating my brother like that and that it had taken me an hour to get them out of his hair (I don't remember this). Apparently he was afraid of me after that. (And my Dad, he caught Alex letting Derek ride on the hood of his car. My Dad let him have it!)

We never hung out. We never dated. To put it best were were acquaintances, nothing more.

So how did to strangers become Husband and Wife for Time and all` Eternity?

Summer 2004

The Day I got home from a very spiritual and life changing Pioneer Trek with the Young Single Adults (YSA) ward they had a special meeting for us, on the stand sat a very handsome yet somewhat familiar face. I turned to my Dad and asked "Is that Alexey Turner?" He confirmed it was and I was like "Wow, he has changed."

That Country Fair days he was selling lace temples and pictures. I spent at least a half of an hour talking with him about the lace and how he started selling it before purchasing some for myself. He doesn't remember this at all. He had a calling in our home ward as a Sunday School teacher for the 16-18 year olds so he rarely came to the YSA ward.

October 31, 2004

I attended our home wards Halloween party. He opened the door and asked what I was suppose to be. He doesn't remember this either. He likes to say God wouldn't let him see me until it was time. Frankly I was wondering what I needed to do to get noticed. What did it take? The blue shirt in our engagement picture is what I was wearing when he finally noticed me.

November 7, 2004 My Mom's Birthday

I woke up with butterflies in my stomach, not sure why I got up and got dressed for church for some reason taking extra time that morning. My phone rang and the Bishop called wanting to meet with me. After receiving a new calling I was more relaxed and made my way to Sacrament meeting. I sat by myself because the young lady I usually sat with (who just happens to be his sister Jamie) wasn't there.

I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and feel someone watching me. I looked around just in time to see him quickly turn his attention back to the speaker. This happened several times during the meeting he would be staring at me but when I would turn to smile he would look the other way. As soon as the meeting got out I saw him in a chair in the foyer. Deciding to take matters into my own hands I walked up to him and started a conversation. It went like this.

Me: Hi you staying for classes?
Him: Why do you wanna know?
Me: I was just wondering....
Him: Why?
Me: I usually sit with your sister and she isn't here today.
Him (interrupting me): I will stay and sit with you if you really want me to.
Me: No, that's okay.

And I turned around and walked away. Wow, I thought I definitely don't need that. Then I here my name being called through the chaos in the hall. I turned around to see Alex.

Him: Would you like to go on a date Wednesday? Why a Wednesday? He told me later so that if the date was bad he wouldn't have wasted his weekend. . Nice huh?
Me: Um sure what time?

What did I just agree to? Oh well, it's just a date and I had promised my self never to turn one down and to give everyone a chance. I texted my brother Adam. He took awhile to respond with an Oh.

Adam was worried about me going on a date with one of his best friends. His wife's response.

"It's not like they are getting married."

My Knights in shining armor

2011-10-28T20:09:00.002-06:00

Today as I was getting the twins dressed to attend their first Football game with Grandpa. You would have thought it was Christmas with the way they had been talking about it all week. It could not come fast enough. They looked so cute dressed in black and gray and yellow and blue matching football sweats.
As I was helping Austin get ready he put his little arms around my neck and gave me a kiss.

"Mom," he said. "Don't worry about us we will be with Grandpa. If you need anything he has his cell phone and you can call us on it okay? Just call his phone."

How sweet that he is already taking care of his Mommy.

They are both like that though, love to give me hugs and kisses. AJ has taken to calling me Mother, not in a condescending tone but a tender, loving, way that makes my heart melt.

I painted the N for Northridge on their cute little cheeks and gave them the football black under eyes and sent them on their way. They had a lot of fun on their outing ......however Grandpa did say they were asking if the game was over before it started. Maybe next year they can make it through the 1st quarter before that questions comes up.

Love at Home

2011-10-21T22:19:00.000-06:00

When I was a child and my brothers and I would be fighting, my Dad would start singing "Love at Home"
I have started to sing it to my children when they are fighting. I learned this week that his Dad would sing it to them. While it doesn't always work it helps calm me down. Isn't it amazing the things we learn from generations before us with out even realizing?

My Grandpa Tolman was born on October 19, 1923. It was a freezing, cold, day and according to him it froze the hair right of his head and that is why he was bald. Some of the stories I remember him telling where of him and his brother getting caught up by their suspenders in the trees while riding a cow. Once when their cat had a litter and his Mom told him they couldn't keep the cats. So he and his brother took them to the well and said "I baptize you.....Amen" and threw them in the well. I don't think she was very happy with them about that. He went on a Mission to the North West Region and while there met a girl named
Mary Madeline Gingell. He told her that it was to hard to remember and he would have to change that. After his Mission he proposed to her on a family car trip by singing "Mary, Mary, quite contrary will you Marry Me?" They were married in the Logan Temple July 29, 1949.

They have 8 children and many grandchildren, great grandchildren and a great great granddaughter. He was a very loving man and very funny. He always had funny sayings, Horses and ducks and cows and pigs, Come and Eat the mustard and the meat. My dad says these and I find myself saying them to my kids. Breaking out in song and making up funny songs just because. He always had such a great sense of humor.

He would let us grandkids but wigs on him and I remember him proudly wearing a T Shirt with the saying "With a body like this who needs hair?" His favorite icecream was Neopalatin and his favorite candy bar was a payday.

He was short in stature but large in spirit. He had a huge testimony and made sure his grandchildren knew how important it was and also how much he loved us even when we were not making the best choices. He loved his wife, and we were not to disrespect her. I remember as a teen a cousin and I were not being very nice to her and I don't think I have ever seen him so mad!

He would sing song my name every time he saw me. "Hello Tracie Fern," I believe he has a nickname for each grandkid. I miss hearing him call me that.

The day before he past away he did his Home teaching and when we went to visit him (he wasn't sick) he told us, I am going home tomorrow who is coming with me? We laughed thinking he was teasing. I remember praying that night for him not to be in pain anymore. The phone rang about 3AM and I knew something was wrong. I don't think I have ever had a prayer answered so fast. We went to the ER and found him resting on Grandma's chest. He passed away later that evening. He was my first Grandparent to pass away, just 2 months prior to his 80th birthday. August 19, 2003

It was very hard, I hadn't been making good choices with my life but had just started to get back on track when he passed. I was very sad he didn't get to see me come back to the church. The following summer I had the opportunity to go on the Pioneer Trek with the YSA. We went to Rocky Ridge, for those of you not familiar with this area it is a very steep rocky hill that we pulled hand carts up. I was struggling with the handcart so one of the members of the YSA bishopric told me just to hold onto him. Everything was going better until someone dressed in white pulled me off of my "family" I had "died" and was no longer able to help them or get help from them. I broke down sobbing, realizing what a tragedy it was for the pioneers. When I reached the top this YSA Bishopric member Mike Layne (he is such a good man, and someone I will always look up to) hugged me and asked why I was crying. Was it because I wanted to quit or was it something else. I told him of my struggles in life and getting back on the right path and how sad I was that my Grandpa passed before he could see me making the changes in my life, and how I wanted him to be proud of me. I never told anyone else this, just him.

Later that summer my brother Adam got married. I rode with my parents to the temple and my Dad started to tell me about a dream he had that night. Grandpa was with him at the temple and said I want you to know I will be there today, and then in the dream my Dad and Grandpa were all of a sudden standing at Rocky Ridge watching me climb the hill. He turned to my Dad and said I am so Proud of her and the choices she has made. And then his dream was over. My Dad said he didn't understand the last part of the dream but I was crying in the back seat of the car.

I knew. He is always watching me, he loves me, and will always be apart of my life even if I can't see him. And now I knew he had seen my changes and how hard it was to come back to the church (just like Rocky Ridge was hard to climb) and he was proud of me. I told my parents the story and they too were in tears. I am so grateful for Eternal Families and a Loving Father in Heaven. I am so blessed. He would have been 87 this Wednesday. Happy Birthday Grandpa. I love you and can't wait to see you again! And to see you with hair!

Love,
Tracie Fern

Halloween 2010

2011-10-18T22:45:00.000-06:00

Most of the Tolman cousins and my kids with Aunt Jeryka

She hates Jelly, even in donuts.

They love to be Fireman

First Halloween

Blast from the past!

Again cause it is so cute!

Writers Block....

2011-10-11T15:03:00.002-06:00

The last few days I have found myself stuck. The summer fun over and now in a blogging rut. I have so many pictures of events from this year that I haven't blogged about yet so maybe that should be my next project. Getting caught up. And if that fails I guess I could always see if this works;

What's one more? Or with our luck two?
Not so sure my Hubby would go for that though!

Today is....

2011-10-04T14:24:00.000-06:00

Today is an Oreo kind of lunch day......for me anyway. The kids had PBJ and by the time I sat down to eat mine they were asking for more. So being the loving, caring Mother that I am, I gave my PBJ to my boys. Oh the sacrifices we make for our children. :)

My Gradution Speech

2011-09-28T22:38:00.001-06:00

First Day of Kindergarten

The Lunch Bunch

I don't remember much of my Graduation.

No, I was not under the influence.

My High School "Sweetheart"

broke up with me 3 days before.

I am not bitter about this now.

Then I was devastated.

Well, until the All night party

And his BFF became my rebound guy. SCORE!

Both of these guys were ~~poor~~ choices, but I learned from the relationships

(well as much as you can at the age of 18-20 and you already know everything)

You know the song by Rascal Flats: God Blessed the Broken Road?

That is how I feel about them. I needed to learn little about my self from each

to make me who I am today.

Now if I was to pick a graduation song that I would want to be remembered by:

Vitamin C Graduation (Friends Forever)

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives

Where we're gonna be when we turn 25

I keep thinking times will never change

Keep on thinking things will always be the same

But when we leave this year we won't be coming back

No more hanging out cause we're on a different track

And if you got something that you need to say

You better say it right now cause you don't have another day

Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down

These memories are playing like a film without sound

And I keep thinking of that night in June

I didn't know much of love

But it came too soon

And there was me and you

And then we got real blue

Stay at home talking on the telephone

And we would get so excited and we'd get so scared

Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair

And this is how it feels

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs

And we make the big money

When we look back now

Will our jokes still be funny?

Will we still remember everything we learned in school?

Still be trying to break every single rule

Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?

Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?

I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

And this is how it feels

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends Forever

La, la, la, la:

Yeah, yeah, yeah

La, la, la, la:

We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?

Can we survive it out there?

Can we make it somehow?

I guess I thought that this would never end

And suddenly it's like we're women and men

Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?

Will these memories fade when I leave this town

I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends Forever

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends Forever

As we go onSo my speech would be to go on and remember all the times we spent together. Because each day we are given is a precious gift and we should look back fondly our time spent with Family and with friends. Because one day all we will have is memories.

We remember
All the times we
Had together

And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever

On another note. I love Harry Potter! If you do too, take a minute to view the video below to Vitamin C

The Maze Game

2011-09-21T20:52:00.000-06:00

Have you ever played the maze game? If not you definitely should on YouTube.

This is a video of Alex laughing at just the thought of showing it to Lydia.

This is the video of her watching it.

Definitely not the reaction he hoped for

but I think it is still funny.

What book(s) are you reading right now?

2011-09-21T11:02:00.001-06:00

What book(s) are you reading right now?

Right now I am reading Black Beauty from the Great Illustrated Classics with my kids.

My kids love to read, especially Lydia. Together we have read:

The Ramona Series

Charlotte's Web

100 Dresses

She has just started kindergarten and has caught right on to reading.

It makes me so excited to see her love for reading because it is one

of my favorite things to do, I have shelves full of books.

I can't wait until she is old enough to read them with me:

The Work and The Glory series

The Harry Potter series

The Babysitters club

and many other books by mostly LDS authors.

My Grandpa Greer helped create my love for reading.

We had our own little book club, he would read a book

and then give it to me to borrow and we would

discuss the book when I was finished.

I would get so excited when he got a new book

because I knew that I would get to read it next.

Eventually I wanted the books at the same time so we

could discuss them as we went along.

He passed away, then grandma did.

As a family going through their things when asked what

I wanted: I asked for his Work and the Glory Series.

That was all I wanted, so I now have 2 complete copies .

But only one has special memories.

I was able to take a few other books too.

I miss him.

"Do you make time for hobbies and interests outside of being a mom and how do you do it?"

2011-09-14T10:18:00.000-06:00

This post is part of Wednesday's Lunch Brunch at Blossoming Bloggers.

I make time for my hobbies and interests outside of being a mom by scrapbooking after they are asleep and by attending the Scrapbook Expo in Sandy with my Sister in Law. I also find that cooking or baking help me relax, so sometimes after a very difficult day I will make cookies or bread. The downside to this hobby is the extra dishes. Most recently though I have discovered blogging and Picnik picture editing and have spent alot of time doing that after the kids are sleeping, but my two all time favorites was to relax and just "reconnect" with being me is:

1) Shopping. Growing up I was not a teen you would find at the mall shopping. HATED IT. I would have rather been reading. Get me in and out and I was good. But now being able to go shopping by myself is Heaven. The quiet drive, browsing each isle at my own pace and just imagining what I would buy if I had enough money to splurge. No kids asking for this or that and hubby timing how long we are there. I can head to Walmart for just a few items and spend a good 3 hours just wandering and thinking. To me it is so relaxing. I know weird, but I love it!

2) A Long HOT Shower. No little bodies to wash or fingers poking me. Just sitting at the bottom of the shower letting the water wash away the days stresses. Nothing better! Enough said.

9/11 Fallen Firefighter tribute.

2011-09-11T22:49:00.000-06:00

Pictures of the Fallen Firefighter bike ride.
Alex and I took these and I edited them.

Yesterday approximately 3,000 bikers, and a few firetrucks participated in a Fallen Firefighter Tribute ride from Sandy to South Ogden. Our wonderful South Weber Fire, along with Layton and Uintah hung this huge American Flag across the overpass of the highway they would be riding under towards the end of the ride. It was an amazing site to see, even people not in the ride were honking and waving and many would get off the exit to come take pictures. And when they found out about the ride stayed to watch.

One elderly woman pulled off and with tears in her eyes took many pictures. She spoke with my husband and one of his Lieutenants, her son is currently serving in Afghanistan and she was so touched to see this tribute and wanted to share it with him. She asked if she could take their picture in front of the flag to send to him. I offered to take the picture for her so she could be in it with them but she told me: No this is not about me. This is about them and the men who serve and all who have died serving our country.

It took a little over 8 minutes for all of the bikes to pass. Below is the video Alex took from his place below the flag, and the one I took (which is shorter) from my view point. Thanks to everyone who came out to support this event. I hope you enjoy the videos.

We have not forgotten. We won't forget. God Bless the USA!

Funny things the kids say........

2011-09-08T22:09:00.003-06:00

I am the oldest of 5 children and the only daughter. I grew up playing tackle football with my brothers, cousins, and neighbor kids. I love to play football. I love to watch football. Especially the Green Bay Packers. Tonight they played the Saints and I was trying to get my kids into it (mainly so I didn't have to watch another episode of Barney) by having them cheer with me.

Me: Okay kids, yell "Go Green Bay Packers!"

Lydia: Mom, why do you like green peckers?

I laughed so hard, she started to cry thinking I was making fun of her.

I was able to talk her into coming back out to watch and tried to explain that sometimes kids say funny things without meaning to and that I wasn't making fun of her.

Me: All right now, they are also called cheese heads so yell "Go Cheese heads!"!

Children: Go Jesus!

Well I guess that works too......

Gotta love it!

Sometimes when the kids (especially the twins) have their backs to me and I want there attention I will say to them. "Hey you, with the face!" They will turn and look at me and laugh. Well tonight I was texting Alex to bring some milk home and Austin wanted my attention.

Austin: Hey you! With the face!

Me: What?

Austin: I like your eyeballs.

Me (trying not to laugh): What?!?

Austin: I like you eyeballs.

One of my Bridal pictures.
In Focus Photography

And then he runs off to play.

Kids are so funny.

Have You Forgotten?

2011-09-03T01:01:00.001-06:00

We Shall Never Forget (9-11 Tribute)

Let the world always remember,

That fateful day in September,

And the ones who answered duties call,

Should be remembered by us all.

Who left the comfort of their home,

To face perils as yet unknown,

An embodiment of goodness on a day,

When men's hearts had gone astray.

Sons and daughters like me and you,

Who never questioned what they had to do,

Who by example, were a source of hope,

And strength to others who could not cope.

Heroes that would not turn their back,

With determination that would not crack,

Who bound together in their ranks,

And asking not a word of thanks.

Men who bravely gave their lives,

Whose orphaned kids and widowed wives,

Can proudly look back on their dad,

Who gave this country all they had.

Actions taken without regret,

Heroisms we shall never forget,

The ones who paid the ultimate price,

Let's never forget their sacrifice.

And never forget the ones no longer here,

Who fought for the freedoms we all hold dear,

And may their memory never wane,

Lest their sacrifices be in vain.

Alan W. Jankowski

Please view the links below the picture box.
The first is news footage of a local Fire Hero's funeral.
Isn't it amazing the love and brotherhood they have?

The second is a news article about the 10 Year 9/11 Anniversary Ceremony.
This makes me so sad, they answered the call
and ran in when others ran out.
And now there is no room for them?
God Bless All who serve our country.
And All who die serving.
I will not forget.
I hope you won't either.

http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=960&sid=17084395

http://newyork.cbslocal.com/2011/08/13/report-911-first-responders-not-invited-to-10th-anniversary-ceremony-at-ground-zero/

A Firefighters's Wife

A special kind of woman; a cut above the rest,

that's A FIREFIGHTER'S WIFE,

rating her among the best.

How many good byes are shouted,

without a fond embrace,

as duty steals her man,

for the danger he must face.

How many meals are ruined...

or tender moments disturbed,

by the wail of a distant signal,

sparking loyalty answered.

It's a devil of a job,

for an angel like this,

who... for the love of her man,

must forsake that kiss.

She can run a garden tractor;

even paint a room in need,

how she can stretch a dollar is a miracle indeed.

She is mother, lover, chauffer and nurse,

a living symbol of: "for better for worse."

Rich is the man, reaping his rewards in life,

who chose to be the other half of

A FIREFIGHTER'S WIFE.

~Unknown Author~

I shared this poem not to lighten the mood of this post but it is so true!

Alex first told me he loved me as he was running out the door

to answer the call of a car fire on the highway.
I spent 6 hours in December waiting in his car
at the Firestation in the middle of the night,
after our date was interrupted
so he could help with a land slide.

I can't tell you how many movies and TV shows that

we have never finished or I finish alone

so he can answer the call.

He has missed family barbeque's, holiday's, birthday parties,

and half of the luncheon for Taylie's baby blessing.

I finished cementing our mail box alone, finish bathing the kids alone,

and keep his dinner warm, even the special anniversary one.

So he could help with that house fire, or save a life.

But I am so blessed to be called A Firefighters Wife.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Can I get an Amen?!? And Katy Perry: Our Sunday at Church

2011-08-30T22:43:00.001-06:00

So I am LDS. AKA: A Mormon.

If you have never attended one of our church meetings let me give you a little back ground. It consists of 3 different classes each about an hour long. We have Sacrament meeting first. This consists of an opening and closing prayer, songs, talks, and the Sacrament. Generally this is a very quiet meeting. No clapping, dancing, and the congregation usually just listens. I say usually because the only time I have seen this different was in Hawaii and when a speaker would say "Aloha Brothers and Sisters" the congregation would reply "Aloha!"

Anyways you are probably wondering how this all relates to Katy Perry.

This Sunday it was my Hubby's and I who were assigned the opening and closing prayers. We sat on the second pew as to be close to the front and after the opening song he gave a beautiful prayer.
As he finished with Amen, AJ our oldest twin, wanted to let his Daddy know how proud he was of him.
He stood up, cupped his mouth and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"Good Job Dad!"

Alex smiled as his face turned bright red.
He walked across the stage and down the stairs to the sounds of the congregation laughing.
Luckily he didn't have far to go.
As soon as he reached the pew AJ again loudly but not as loud as before said:

"Good Job Dad!"

Setting off a brand new set of laughter.

The Bishop got up and said:
"What would it be to have a cheering section like that?"

Before continuing on with the meeting.
I thought it was absolutely adorable.
Poor AJ got embarrassed and hid in Alex's lap for a good part of the meeting.
I am glad to say my prayer went well too, but with no cheering section.

After Sacrament meeting classes are divided into age groups for one hour and then a meeting just for Ladies and one just for Men. Any children ages 18 months to 3 years attend Nursery. They play with toys, have a snack and a very short lesson. During play time, Alex who is one of the Nursery leaders caught Austin, the other twin walk up to a girl in the class say something and then kiss her on the lips!

My 3 year old baby boy and his first kiss.

Oh dear.

When Alex told me what happened when we got home I asked him why he kissed her.

His response: I don't know but I liked it!

To which my 5 year old screams:

I know that song!

and proceeds to sing Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl" chorus word for word.

I was shocked she knew the words! She told me she learned them from our friend's Eight year old son.

As for Austin he said he asked her first.

Well, at least he was a gentleman about it.

As for me I can only imagine what next Sunday will bring.

"The End of the World as I know it..." Kindergarten here she comes! Lydia's First Day

2011-08-23T22:19:00.002-06:00

In my mind I found my self singing

"It's the end of the world as we know it."

As I was watching Lydia ride her bike tonight.

She stopped in front of me and asked

"Why have I seen you watching me

these last few days before kindergarten

with a sad kind of smile?"

I just hugged her.

"It's the end of the world as I know it......I WILL feel fine."

This was my facebook post on Sunday.

My baby girl started school yesterday....she was so excited and happy! Alex was able to be off work to help take her to school and my parents came to watch their first Grandbaby go. I was excited for her! I will miss having her with me in the mornings, she is such a big helper to me. But she is so ready for school, SO READY. And so I have to let her go, it makes it a little bit easier. I think the poem below best describes how I feel.

Lydia your Dad and I love you so much! We are so proud of you!

We know you will have a wonderful school year.

Here we go Baby Girl, the next chapter in our lives!

Tonight I laughed to keep from crying...because Accidents Happen!

2011-08-11T00:10:00.002-06:00

After putting my little darlings to bed this evening I decided to do something for me. I took a nice LONG and HOT shower with just me. No little hands poking me, or little bodies to wash. Just me and the water falling onto my head. Washing away the days stress and easing me into a state of calm, relaxation, and sleepiness.

I got out to hear a siren blaring...Alex left on a fire call and forgot to clear the page. Quickly turning it off I say a quick little prayer to the effect of "Please don't let it wake the children." I snuggle into my chair and open the laptop to check on the world of FB. While waiting for my Hubby to come home so we can have some Mommy/Daddy time watching shows together, talking, sleeping. Just being together with out the constant interruption of 'He hit me!' 'He hit me first' 'Thats my toy' and the all time favorite checking to see if all the kids are playing nicely sneaking down the hall to the bathroom and before I can even lock the door. MOM! I gotta pee! Me too! and of course the previously mentioned ones as well. I hate only having one bathroom.

Pitter Patter...Pitter Patter...."Mommy? I need you to hold me." Out of the kitchen comes my oldest son by 19 minutes. AJ, or as he is wanting to be called this week Alex Joshua sleepily crawls into my lab mumbling over and over. "J, whats wrong?" I asked. More mumbling and he starts twitching. "J do you need the bathroom?" He shakes his head yes. "Okay buddy go potty and go back to bed, I love you." He sleepily walks away. A few seconds later I hear someone cry out. But then no more.

Since I was getting a little sleepy I decided to watch the news in our bedroom and try to stay awake till Alex would get home (You never know with fire calls, could be 10 minutes or 12 hours). I turn on my bedroom light to find none other than my little boy sitting wide awake on my side of the bed. "J what are you doing, you are suppose to be in bed." He looks up at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes and lashes that would make any girl jealous and says "I need you to cuddle me" insert pout lip here. And just like that I go to cuddle him before sending him back off to bed. As I get closer though I realize he is wearing no pants. His underwear definitely was not two shades of blue when I put it on him after his shower this evening. And that wet spot definitely was not there last time I checked. Deep breath in, and exhale. "J did you have an accident? Did you have one on Mommy's bed?" His brown eyes look up at me through the longness of his lashes and with the saddest look you have ever seen he replies:

"I am so sorry Mommy, I got lost and couldn't find the bathroom.I am really sorry, are you mad at me?"

I felt like crying , my clean sheets, my pillow, my clean son who is now needing another shower at 10:30 at night.

Then I looked at his little face, so vulnerable. It wasn't intentional, he really couldn't find the bathroom in his sleepy state of mind. He looked so scared, like he was going to be in trouble. Instead I laughed. I told him that I was sorry he couldn't find the bathroom but next time to come tell Mommy if that happens again so it can get cleaned up. Accidents happen. I walked him to the shower and started the water, more screaming from my youngest but equally handsome boy Austin. He wants to shower if his brother gets to. Talked him out of showering again as he just had 2 hours ago but he did get to watch while AJ had a quick shower not a play one. Hugged and kissed and tucked back in. My Fireman is home and asks how I have been. As I pulled off our bedding and explained the day. I laughed again. (Or maybe, have I finally lost it?)

On evenings like this I can sometimes (okay most times) become very VERY VERY Very stressed out and causes a little bit of severe anxiety. But I am trying harder, you know that country song "Let them Be Little". I am trying to do that. My "little" girl starts Kindergarten in 2 weeks and I am in denial. No Back to School shopping done, panic attacks picking up her registration folder and teacher information, that she is going to be gone most of the day. I want to make a video of her life from birth to school age but again if I do that then it becomes real.

We don't drink very often and it is rarely in the house. But on nights like this I was grateful for his fire call and the fact that he brought back a nice.............cold...............root beer.

Hey Honey! Could you bring me another cold one?

Daughter of a King

2011-08-09T00:34:00.001-06:00

I love this song, I first heard it sung by someone I love who is now struggling. It helps me remember who I am and where I am going. I hope you like it. And to those who sometimes doubt your purpose (I think we all do at times don't be afraid to admit it), remeber You ARE A DAUGHTER OF A KING and He LOVES you!

The "Greats" Memories of My Grandma and Grandpa Greer

2011-08-05T02:04:00.002-06:00

Every Saturday evening my parents, Lydia and I would watch "The Lawrence Welk Show" on PBS with my Grandma and Grandpa. Lydia was just a toddler and would dance and sing along and it brought my Grandparents such joy watching her. Lydia called them "The Greats" and would help put them to bed every night. My Grandpa passed on Lydia's 3rd birthday and my Grandma the day before the Twins and Taylie's birthdays this year. I miss them very much.

I had the privilege of living in their front yard growing up. My Grandpa sold the front of his property to my parents for a dollar so they could build a home. It was such a blessing be so close to them. The relationships that were developed between them and my Siblings and I are my most cherished memories. We saw them every day. And we knew that we were Grandma's Sunshine and she would give us anything she could. And Grandpa had better listen when it comes to the grandkids. I can still her saying "Oh, Gene let them be" When we went to Disneyland and the ocean for the first time they had decided they didn't want to come. Grandma quickly changed her mind, she didn't want to miss us seeing the ocean for the first time so she had Grandpa drive her all night to meet us there. He loved her so and would do anything for her. I don't think they missed a vacation after that.

Christmas morning we could not open presents until we called them and they would track across the snowy paths between our houses in the dark so they wouldn't miss it. Grandpa was the designated trash bag holder and Grandma made sure we opened them one at a time (sometimes to my Dad's dismay) so she wouldn't miss a thing. She would be up and ready by 4am just waiting for our call, not wanting to make us wait. She also would come over every morning to help my Mom with my twin brothers when they were born and also with my moms daycare. She would be there at 5 as soon as she saw my Dad had left for work.

Grandpa would drive us everywhere and tell us stories of growing up, the war if we were lucky, and of places he helped build. At the time I would think to myself I have heard these stories hundreds of times. Now I wish I could here them just once more. Towards the end of his life he suffered from Alzheimer's and didn't always know who we were. But he always knew Lydia, she was his Pumpkin Roller. She was the last person he spoke to. She had told him that she loved him and his response was "I love you too pumpkin roller." I remember his hands so well, he caught me climbing up the ladder to hand Alex Christmas lights when I was 8 months pregnant with the twins. I don't think I ever seen him so upset (at me anyway) and the lecture from him as he helped me down from the ladder was one I wont soon forget. He loved/loves me so much. He could fix anything. He would help with anything.

Grandma taught me that the Meadow lark song says "Tracie Fern's a pretty little girl" it wasn't till I was a teenager that I learned she sung this to all of my cousins. It still made me feel special though. She would sing songs of "Mares eat Oats", "Donut Shop", but most of all "You are My Sunshine.

I was named after her, Fern. It is so beautiful. I have to admit though it was so much fun when I was younger trying to get classmates to guess my middle name and telling them it was a 4 letter F word. We had a special bond, she was their for all most all of my "Firsts" and I had the privilege of being their for all of her "lasts". The last time she went to the Temple was when I took out my endowments, My children were some of the last babies she got to hold. Children always brightened her day.

I was there for her last Christmas, I call it our Christmas Miracle. She too had Alzheimer's and dementia and the last few years she wouldn't know who were were. Lydia would cry almost every time we left because she didn't know her. It broke my heart. But on Christmas she was herself, she knew us, played with the children, hugged and kissed them. It was such a blessing as that was the last time they saw her. I started visiting her every Thursday before I would head into work, she never spoke or knew who I was. She would look at you with a blank stare. I was able to occasionally get her to sing with me some of the songs she would sing to me growing up. I could see the little flicker of who she once was. I was the last person she spoke to. As I was leaving I repeatedly told her "I love you Grandma, I have to go now" trying to initiate some response. After several tries I turned to leave and she looked at me, really looked at me, she knew me and said "I love you too, sweetheart" and then I could see the fog settle in again. She passed away a week later.

Grandma and some of my cousins. She is holding me.

I stayed with my mom, dad, and two of my aunts at the nursing home while we waited for her to go home. My wonderful husband kept the house and the kids together. It was a long 3 days, the hardest in my life. Trying to contact cousins, and Aunts so my mom wouldn't have to. Staying up late till the time came. I had left the nursing home to clean up my parents home so they wouldn't have to worry about it when they got back. While there I stopped in the room she used to stay in and was looking at some of her trinkets. I found a Hummingbird music box that played her favorite song "In the Garden" I felt very impressed that I should bring it back with me. I did and when I went to show my parents and aunts I found them working on a hummingbird puzzle. Ironic I thought.

She passed just minutes after we finished it, it was one of the most sacred experiences I have ever had the privilege of being apart of. The next few days I went with my mom to help with the arrangements (I am an only daughter with 4 brothers and felt she needed me there and that I needed to be there so she let me come). Everywhere I looked in the Funeral home were little figurines or pictures of Hummingbirds. Hummingbirds. When I got home I decided to Google the meaning of them. Hummingbirds represent the transition from life to death, joy, hope, and infinity. Wow. I still think of her every time I see a Hummingbird, which has been quite a lot. I also was able to help dress her in the temple clothes her mother made for her. Inside her temple bag was the Grandmother ID card they gave her when she came to the temple with me. I put it in my pocket and took it home. It now rests in my temple bag. She looked so beautiful, she looked like My Grandma. I know that she lives, I feel her with me when I miss her the most. I sure do miss her. I am so grateful to a loving Heavenly Father and my Brother Jesus Christ for making it possible for us to be and Eternal family. It gets me through each day.

Life with twins in a nut shell.....

2011-07-15T01:26:00.000-06:00

This video made me laugh so hard I cried! It is so true!

I know people are in awe by multiples, but many times it makes them forget their manners. I have to admit that getting asked these questions used to make me mad. Sometimes it still does. If I just met you (and probably wont see you again) is it really any of your business how they were conceived and if we are planning on having more? What's it like having to celebrate two birthdays on the same day, do you make them share a cake? I love the look on peoples faces when I tell them that I have 3 kids that share the same Birthday (Taylie was born on the boys 2nd birthday and it was NOT planned that way she didn't want to miss the party so she came early). Yes it is as chaotic as you imagine and Yes they have their own cakes and we sing to them individually, they have to share the day, they should have something of their own.

I think I should make a shirt or something for the kids and I to wear in public (OMG especially grocery shopping) that would say something like this: Yes they are twins, not sure if they are identical or not it depends on the doctor you ask. (long story for another day), Yes we have our hands full thanks for stopping us to point that out, we didn't realize it till now, Yes they run in our Family (My youngest brothers are twins and 2 sets of cousins), Yes we mix them up (hey everyone makes mistakes), Yes they try to swap places, How do we do it? SURVIVAL! And for my most favorite: So are you done having kids? Depends on the day and which parent you ask. Thanks and Have a Nice Day.

To all the other MOMs (moms of multiples) am so glad to be in this club and wouldn't have it any other way!

Anyways....thanks for letting me vent.

Oh and read some of the comments after the video! My favorite one is the Lady who says her Hubby's response to the question of Are they twins is "No they are triplets...oh crap we lost one" and frantically runs away! I might try that sometime! I must admit I am guilty of asking that questions to other Moms, cause MOMs have a special bond that if you are not one you don't understand...

The Baby and her "baby"

2011-06-29T01:39:00.001-06:00

This is Taylie Hope

She is my baby girl and this is her favorite blanket. She calls it her "baby", she will not sleep without it, play with out it, and if it get lost (knock on wood) Mommy and Daddy tear the house apart and make special trips to Grandma's house to retrieve it.She has MANY other blankets but will have nothing to do with them. They aren't "baby". She would eat and shower with it if I would let her and will try to sneak it out of the house to play outside with her. She loves her "baby" very much. It is her comfort zone, she wont let you rock her with out it, hides under it when she is hurt or scared and you will find her quite frequently walking around the house with it over her head like a cute little pink ghost.

Here is what happens when you try to wash her "baby" and she finds out:

This went on the whole wash and dry cycle. Poor thing, it broke my heart. She would only leave the laundry room to come find me and bring me back to the washer and beg for "baby".

Any ideas?

Target doesn't carry this blanket anymore, we checked.

My Garden

2011-06-22T15:34:00.001-06:00

My Grandpa Tolman loved to garden. He was very good at it. Growing up though we never had a garden because there was to much shade at my parents house. I remember the one year we tried to have one all we got was carrots. Alex on the other hand grew up gardening. When we bought our house we talked about planting a garden and where to put it. I was a little nervous as most of the responsibility would be on me because Alex works such long hours in the summer. Alex was nervous that I would kill them, so we decided to start with a flower garden. It didn't survive.

The flower bed in front of my house. Sad isn't it.

Last year we got some starts for strawberries and raspberries for free from his parents garden that was getting a little over run. I weeded them quite often and would water them everyday, I found that I enjoyed working in the garden and that I like checking on my plants to make sure they were growing. We were told we should get fruit in early summer and fall. I waited.....and waited.......................and waited. Nothing grew.

I was sad that after all my effort the early summer fruit never came. Alex thought it was because we waited to plant them to long or they didn't like being moves. I kept at it though. You should ask my neighbors, every evening they would see me out there watering my plants. Especially my raspberries that by that time looked like little sticks someone just stuck in the ground. They thought I was crazy.

My strawberries this year

By fall time they were looking better with leaves on it and the strawberry plants were still green. I was surprised to go out one evening and discover that I had ONE strawberry! I was so excited I called Alex out to see. He thought I lost my mind I am sure, it was just one strawberry. But it was MY strawberry! I did it! I didn't kill it! I grew something! We got maybe a dozen (and that's being generous) strawberries last year and about the same on the raspberry plants which is sad considering I had 18 plants.

Fruit Trees

Peas

We have four fruit trees as well. Two apple, a cherry, and a pear tree. I LOVED going out each evening and picking fresh fruit off of the trees for dinner. I realized that I really liked gardening, watching something that I have loved and nurtured grow and become stronger. Winter came and we talked again about what kind of Garden we wanted. Alex was still a little worried but I was ready to do it right then.

He built me a box and just this Monday we finally found soil. We planted peas, bell peppers, carrots, and red onions. I also have some tomato plants that I planted by the strawberries. I was so pleased that when this week I went out to see TONS of little strawberry buds growing into fruit. The plants look very healthy so I must be doing something right. I even have 4 little tomatoes. They are still green but they are there. Only four raspberry bushes came back this spring and we had 2 new starts this year. No fruit yet but I am still hopeful. The neighbors are surprised I had any come back at all. As for the rest of the we just planted them last night and are hoping it isn't to late in the season. But I am very excited to go tend to my little garden and watch it grow.

Carrots, Bell Pepper, Red Onions

My strawberries

My Tomatoes

One of my Raspberry plants

Happy Father's Day Grandpa!!....I mean Alex.

2011-06-20T15:43:00.002-06:00

This year I took Lydia shopping with me for Fathers Day. We went on Memorial Day so we would be ready this year. We got everything but the cards because I wanted to look at them by myself. We get him and my Dad a different shirt every year. They both proudly wear shirts with little hand prints and sayings like "My Dad Rocks" inside of a guitar. This year we found the perfect shirt for Alex. Navy Blue and the words "Worlds Coolest Dad" written across the chest, the only problem is that it is in the wrong size.My hubby is on the short side but I don't hold that against him. I quickly checked the folded stack for the sticker they put down the folded seam so you can see the size with out unfolding everything and pulled out a medium and put it in the cart.

This week has been so hectic, I have started tending our friends eight year old while she works. Monday through Thursday 7:30am to 7:30pm. It has been fun he is a big helper with the kids and hasn't caused me any trouble. The only problem is that I don't have enough seats in my car for all of us to go places. So we are stuck at home. Friday came and I spent all day researching Minute to Win It games and buying supplies for it as that was my responsibility for our family reunion on Saturday. We spent all day Saturday playing games, eating great food, and visiting with my extended family. It was a blast! We however did not get home until 9pm. Crap! The dessert I wanted to surprise Alex with for Father's day has to sit for 24hrs before it can be cut. Why did I put it off!

AHHHH! I forgot the cards to for everyone (Father's Day cards for Alex, my Dad and Father in Law, And Birthday cards for 3 Brothers in Law and 2 nephews.) Alex then asks what I picked up for his Dad. I told him I though he was doing that. Luckily we had talked to Jon and Steph, Alex's brother and his wife about getting rose bushes for him and they took care of it! (Thanks Guys!) So I sent Alex off to bed with promises of Breakfast in Bed and began working on all the cards. At 3am I was finally done!

The kids woke up late Sunday morning thanks to their exhausting Saturday. I didn't have enough time for the Breakfast in Bed I had planned or we would be late for church. CRAP! What a wonderful wife I am!.

Luckily for me my sister in law Jeryka texts wondering if we were still planning on coming to my Parents for breakfast! Yes! I had completely forgot! Alex loves my moms Pancakes though so it all worked out in the end. Thanks Mom! (Brad too)

After church I pulled out the Father's Day card I made Alex and his shirt.

Part of the card I made him

He loved the card, and then he opened the shirt.

"Worlds Coolest Grandpa" Wait........ What?!? NO!!! The one thing I actually planned and thought went right was all wrong! Thank goodness Alex has a sense of humor. The only thing I can think that happened was someone put it back in the wrong stack and I (stupidly) didn't check to make sure the saying was right I just checked the size. I assumed that all the shirts in the stack where the same. (Note to self: CHECK BEFORE YOU BUY!!!)

Alex enjoying his gift

So now here is my dilemma, do I take it back and hope I can find a Father shirt AFTER Father's Day or hold onto it for 20 plus years until he becomes a Grandpa? Decisions, Decisions.....

All in all it was a good day, the kids behaved for the most part, and we got to see lots of family.
Happy Father's Day Alex, Dad, Alex's Dad, and all my Brothers and Brothers in Law! Hope you had an awesome adventure filled day! I love you guys!

Happy Father's Day to my wonderful Grandpa's too! I love you and miss you very much!

My Cookbook Bible: To share or not to share? That is the question.

2011-06-14T19:32:00.001-06:00

This is my new blog! Feel free to come visit, I like to share!

My Cookbook Bible: To share or not to share? That is the question.: "I hate to cook! I love to bake! And yes there is a difference. If you are looking for some low calorie, fat free receipes you will want to k..."

Going Private....maybe.

2011-05-28T11:46:00.000-06:00

I have been thinking lately of making my blog private. I am wondering what peoples opinions are who have private ones and people who don't. What do you feel the pro's and con's are? Any advice would be helpful! I want your comments please!

Tonsilectomy x2

2011-05-23T22:34:00.000-06:00

The boys got there tonsils out today. They have been talking about it for a little over a week. They were so excited! They would tell everyone they saw. Truthfully it made me feel a little guilty becauseI knew they did not understand what was going to happen. In my mind I have dreaded today. They would find out what surgery and having their tonsils out was about. Alex and I talked with them a lot about what was going to happen today but being 3 they just didn't understand. It was so much worse (and better) than what I expected.

AJ (red) and Austin (blue) waiting for surgery.

They played and laughed. The staff and other patients were talking about how cute they are. AJ saw Dr Richards who was going to do the surgery and said "That's my guy friend I need to talk to him" It was very cute.

Then it was time for Austin to go back, he held my hand and kept saying "Mommy don't leave me, take me back" I looked at the nurse and she shook her head no. My heart sank. I had to hand my baby over.
I heard him crying, everyone heard him crying, and I felt like everyone had their eyes on me. He cried until they put him under.

I put on a brave face and smiled at AJ. He was watching very close and he was scared. He did not play anymore, but sat on Alex's lap for a while and then came and sat behind me so they could not find him. Being the Big Brother that he is he kept telling us that he needed to go check on his brother. He has done this ever since they were babies, if someone else had Austin then AJ would strain his head and whole bodyto keep an eye on him. It is very sweet.

Dr Richards came in and told us that Austin did very well. AJ asked his "guy friend" if he could see
his brother. I didn't think they would let him because he was still in recovery and they usually don't let you
until they are awake. But Dr Richards looked at his little face and saw how important it was and picked AJ up and said "I will take you to see your brother." He carried him to recovery and AJ rested his head on his shoulder the whole way there and back. We couldn't go to far in but we were able to see him sleeping on the bed with a half dozen nurses taking care of him. Dr Richards took us back to the pre op room and said we were waiting on anesthesia to be ready. AJ then told me he had changed his mind and didn't want to have surgery. I held him and talked quietly with him until they came.

I thought Austin leaving was hard, but AJ new what was coming now and started screaming "No, Mama! NO!" "Don't let them take me don't leave me!" Tears streamed down his face as the nurse tried to take him from me. His little hands grabbed my shirt and wouldn't let go. Little boys who don't want surgery are very strong. It took the nurse pulling and me prying his finger off my shirt with help from Alex. It broke my heart. I tried not to cry after the doors shut. Everyone was watching again and I could feel the sympathy from them. Alex and I were ushered into the waiting area until we could go to see Austin.

Recovery was as to be expected. They were in pain and crying because of the IV and the Anesthesia. But after some juice and Popsicles they were ready to go home.

In the car on the way home.

By the time we got home Austin was walking around and talking quite a bit. (Well the best he could anyway) AJ got sick once we pulled in the driveway but thanks to my lightening fast reflex I am happy to report that none of it got on him or the car. Lydia, Taylie, and my Mom spent the time we were gone making get well and welcome home banners along with balloons and stars. It was very colorful and very glittery and very much loved by the boys and us. I will post some pictures of that tomorrow, I have been a little to busy to day to get the right pictures. By the time I had a chance it was to dark. Lydia kept telling my Mom over and over that she "Just wants them to feel the love" she felt very sad for them as she has had some oral surgery before and "knew the pain they would be in" She spent much of the day taking care of them. She is such a blessing.

The boys at home enjoying Popsicles.

We have watched every Toy Story and Barney movie we have. I was able to talk them into watching Vin Diesel in the Pacifier which they enjoyed and I enjoyed not having to watch Barney again. They have been feeling much better this evening. They have ate two whole boxes of Strawberry Jello and to many Popsicles to count. They keep asking for foods they can't have like cereal and bread and chips. They have enjoyed homemade soup from my Mom though which is always a treat from the canned soups and SO much better.

All in all today was OK. Lots of love and support from family and friends. The boys playing, and not seeming to be in to much pain (thank you lortab elixer). I hope it continues this way and that they recover quickly. It was also wonderful to see that Dr's and nurses still care for the littlest and how important things are to them. It was a blessing that is for sure.

Wow!

2011-05-10T21:46:00.000-06:00

Study: Healthier women give birth to twins, live longer - ksl.com

Double Trouble and their Sister too.

2011-04-09T16:46:00.001-06:00

I love my boys.
They are best friends.

AJ and Austin

Taylie loves them too.

AJ and Taylie

Austin and Taylie

She goes with them everywhere.

This is Taylie's nose after the boys opened the back door and she fell out it onto the porch.

This is Taylie playing in the baby powder that the three of them dumped everywhere. The boys are hiding somewhere.

Taylie eating the baby powder.

They also like to dump water EVERYWHERE so they can help clean.

The other night Austin pointed to the salt container and asked me for some sugar. I explained to him what it was and that he would not want to eat it. Problem solved. Or so I thought.

This is what they do when they are suppose to be sleeping. They dumped salt on their beds, dresser, floor, and each other.

Luckily we caught them before they did the same with the pepper.

These precious little angels have also "Hi-Ya"ed their yogurt all over my kitchen, emptied all of their dresser drawers, drawn all over my preschool papers, windows, and chairs. Lydia never caused this kind of chaos.

I really do love them...especially when they are sleeping.

Taylie

Austin

Lydia: Brave, Broken, and Beautiful

2011-04-08T00:16:00.005-06:00

Lydia is so excited to go to Kindergarten in the fall. She willingly went to her Kindergarten check up, knowing she would gets shots and she did AMAZING! She did not have a full body tantrum as she has in the past. She tried very hard not to cry. She had a few silent tears and even tried laughing. She did run a high fever and get a cold but was still my beautiful girl. Last Friday she said "mom my ears are talking to me will you take me to the doctor?" I wasn't quite sure what she meant but as she had said they were talking to her several other times earlier in the week and I hadn't thought much of it. But now she was concerned and as her Mom I was too. I was able to get her in the same day, she had fluid and air trapped behind her ears and her sinuses where swollen shut. He thought it might be attributed to allergies and proscribed Children's Zyrtec. Alex and I had a laugh at the warning on the bottle. "Do not use drugs, or alcohol, drive or operate machinery" it was clearly labeled for children 2 to 11. I don't know any kids that age who do that....

Lydia went to play with the neighbors and had been gone a bit when Alex felt he should call and check on her. He pushed it off thinking she was fine, she had just left. About ten minutes later still feeling the prompting to call he did. No Answer. Not even three minutes later Lydia came through the door screaming bloody murder. She had fell off of their tramp and then couch. She was complaining of pain to them but not crying so they sent her home because they were going to eat dinner and so we could look at her arm. When she left them she was not crying. I think once she started to run to our house the pain hit her and she was inconsolable after that.

This is a picture of Lydia waiting to get her x-rays. She was not happy with me for asking for a thumbs up but did it any way.

Lydia showing off her stickers for being brave.

The Results: Slip Fracture

Temporary Cast;We had to see a specialist the next day.

We went to the specialist the next morning. He had to move the bone back into place which was very painful for Lydia but again she held her Daddy's hand and was so brave. I am so proud of that beautiful girl.

And at the end...

She is hot pink and SASSY!

At home putting on a brave face.

She tried to have just Tylenol or Motrin but it didn't help so they gave her Lortab. And there it is, a drug that she can't take her Zyrtec with. Now the label warning makes some sense. Poor girl will just have to live with
her ears talking to her for a little longer.

She has to follow up with him Friday...which I guess technically is today to make sure it hasn't moved again. I guess it is quite common for them to do so even if they are casted. If it has he will have to reset it again. So pray for Lydia that it hasn't moved.

Either way she will still be my Brave, Beautiful, Baby Girl. I love her so much.

P.S.
This isn't the first time Lydia has broke her arm. Back in 2009 when she was three years old she broke this same arm only just below the elbow. She was playing on our bed and fell on it (not off of it, on it). And that is all that it took.

Lydia's broken arm 2009

Alex his younger years....

2011-04-03T00:37:00.000-06:00

This blog is meant to be a record for my children and grandchildren. There are several difficult things about Alex's past in this post. It also has some very spiritual things. This is a very personal subject, everything written here has been written with his permission. Please be kind and do not judge. Thanks

Alex, his sister Olja with her arm around him and Katja
He was 2 or 3

This is the youngest picture we have of Alex. And the only one we have of him with his biological sister Olja. She is his full blood sister and Kolya is his half brother. Alex was born Alosha Olegovich Shkurnik on June 6, 1983 to Ludmilla Michailovna and Oleg Borisovich Shkurnik in Perm, Russia.

Ludmilla and Oleg

Ludmilla and her mother Vera

He has fond memories of spending time at his Babushka's (Grandma's) house. He remembers fishing, gardening, collecting berries and mushrooms, sitting on the river banks and railroad tracks, and watching the sunset with her. He loves her Pelmeni and potato salad.

Alex's parents Ludmilla, Oleg, and Babushka Vera

Babushka Vera

He also remembers spending time with his Aunt Nedeshda (Hope), Uncle Ginniday, and Katja. He remembers Nedeshda's pin collection and that she would always give him one when he would leaver her house. He also remembers how she would get mad at him when he would push the piano keys when Katja was practicing her lessons. She was very kind to him and always looked out for his best interests. She was the one who kept track of him when he was in the orphanage and through the adoption process. She also wrote to him many times once he was here in the US. She told him about his sister, and also kept him updated on his mother. She wanted to adopt him when he went to the orphanage but was afraid Ludmilla would not leave them in peace. Ludmilla caused trouble when Olja when was adopted by Galina (another aunt).

Nedeshda, Ginnaday, and Katja

While he has many wonderful memories, most are of trials and hardship. Living with an alcoholic mother and abusive step fathers. Protecting her from cars when she was passed out drunk in the street and taking care or Kolya when she would disappear for 5-6 days at a time. He would feed and change Kolya who was just a baby and would spend many hours watching the cars pass his house hoping his mother would be in one of them. Midnight trips to the Gypsy's for vodka and then convincing her she had only bought one bottle so he could take the other to share with his friends. Stealing for food and sneaking onto buses so he could get around town. Smoking as young as the age of 6 and adults not caring because it was a normal thing to see. Forgotten birthdays and stolen Christmas's were common.
And many other horrible experiences that are to painful to talk about right now.

One night their mom left for food and didn't return. They had been home alone for a several days and where out of food, they asked a neighbor for so bread and milk. She called to police, when they arrived they told him his mother was at the hospital and that they needed to come with them. But when they got there he couldn't see her and was told that they would set up a time for that and it never happened.

He was sent to live in an Juvinelle detention center and Kolya was sent to an orphanage(he never saw Kolya again until it was time for them to be adopted almost one year later). He was there about 3 months, eventually he was placed in a mental hospital and placed in the wing for children and then locked in a room because they feared he had diseases. He was quaranteened for a month until they could get the blood work back. He ran away from the orphanage because when they were in the fields gardening children were not being nice. Alex and a boy got in a fight and he told the teachers that he was leaving.

He started walking to his home. He hitch hiked alot telling people he had been out visiting friends. Some people would give him food. It took a day to get to Perm. He slept in the stairwell that night as he had many times before. And the next day he snuck on a bus to the next city and another bus to get into the middle of town. From there he hitch hiked to Nitva to see his mother. But when he arrived no one was home. The next morning he heard noises, and thought someone was breaking into the window (keeping in mind this is where his 2nd dad's viewing/funneral was held for 3 days, the casket there the whole time. A bowl of blood lay under the casket. A Russian tradition) he was terrified! He grabbed a knife and stood by the door and waited. When the door opened it was his mother. She was very shocked to see him. She was drunk and he was scared of what might happen next.

He stayed there for about 2 weeks. She told him there was not enough food and that the police were looking for him. So she sent him with his cousin to the next city over to the dump where he lived off what he could find there. He slept under the stars and ate rotten and stale food. He didn't think it was a bad thing, only very interesting to have to be living that way. Ludmilla came in the fall and told him that the police are still looking for him. They knew that she knows where he was. They agreed to leave them alone if she would bring him back. She told him as lovingly as possible that she could not keep him and that he needed to go back. An agreement was made that if he didn't runaway again he could visit his mother on holidays.

I don't want you to think that Ludmilla was a uncaring mother. Alcoholism is an awful addiction that changes people when they are under its influence, mentally and physically. She lost all she had to it, her children, her home, and eventually her life.

When she was not under its influence she was a very loving mother. Alex remembers the time she traveled 4 hours by bus to get money from Babushka's home where they were staying to get him a bike. They are hard to find in Russia and go very quickly when stores have them. She also would always buy them food before she would buy her vodka. They would walk for hours to the government office to get welfare. The first memory he has is going furniture shopping with his mom and step dad, after they took him on boat trip just for fun and bought him a sucker at the store.It is the best earlychild hood memory he has. He felt like they were a real family doing family things. His step dad was very loving until Kolya was born and then became very abusive.

Ludmilla cared so much about her sons that when she was asked to sign her parental rights away so that Kolya could be adopted she willing did so. She also asked if they (the Turners) would be willing to take her older son (Alex) too. She gave them a better life, one she knew she was not able to provide for them. I know that she is so proud of her children, I have had the spirit testify this to me. When Alex and I found out that she had passed, I felt her spirit with us. I felt her love for Alex, how proud she was of him, and of me. That it is my responsibility to take care of her baby now. I was 8 months pregnant with Lydia at the time and I felt her love for her grandchild and that she was with her, and when it was her time to come to Earth that she would bring her to us.

I also know that she has accepted the gospel, I had the privilege of doing her temple work and that of his Babushka while Alex did his Dad's and Dedushka's (Grandpa). The joy I felt was like nothing I have ever experienced in the temple (other than my own endowments and marriage). I must also admit that I could feel her sadness that Alex's parents Bob and Ann were not there when it was done as we were not on good terms at the time. We should have waited until we were, I was 7 months pregnant with the twins and did not know when we could get it done if we waited. I know it is no excuse but I know that she was very happy it was done, but she wished they were there. It was very humbling for me and I think that it helped aid in the forgiveness process.

His parents seperated whe Ludmilla was sent to jail for destruction of property when Alex was a baby. His dad moved out and his Aunt Galina took in him and Olja. When she got out Galina gave Alex back but kept his sister. She wanted to protect her from the life her mother was leading as it is harder for girls in that situation in Russia.

Galina and Nedeshda

His father Oleg had another family and he remembers visiting once. He also remebers that he came and spent the afternoon with him. He took him to see there garden. And he watched and talked to his Dad while he worked in the garden. After they enjoyed strawberries together. It was one of the best days of his life. Feeling a connection to his birth father who he had only seen twice. He couldn't wait for it to happen again. It never did, he hung himself in 1991 when Alex was just 7 years old. He was buried by the time they found out. He wrote a letter apologizing that he was not there for Ludmilla, Olja, and Alex and he wished he had been a better father and husband.

He does not remember Olja, he had some idea that he might have a sister from things him mom would say when she was drunk however it was not confirmed until he was in the US. Nedeshda wrote telling him about her, she also told him that Olja knew nothing of him. She was only told of them when she was old enough to be married. She actually called Alex when he was serving his mission. We have been very blessed that she wants to have a relationship with us. Alex talks to her on the phone, we exchange pictures, and gifts. She is married to a man named Denise and they have 2 children a daughter Sasha and a son Iljia.

Olja

Sasha

Iljia

He has been blessed too have Kolya with him in this adoption process. Because of all Alex did for Kolya in Russia it has been hard for Alex to take on the brother roll when in Russia he took on the parent roll for so long. It has caused some difficulty in the past but as they get older you can see them growing and appreciating each other even more. There is always a special bond and love between them.

Alex and Kolya

Again I want to say how thankful I am for his parents both adoptive and birth. One gave him up so he could have a better life, and one provided that life for him. The Turner's listened to the spirit and adopted two instead of one. They didn't want to separate brothers. I know that it was a great cost to them monetarily, emotionally, and physically. Alex was not always an easy child once he got here as he was use to being his own boss, but the love and joy of having him here and seeing choices he has made with his life could not have happened with out their love and influence. He realizes that it is a miracle he is here and wants to take every opportunity to give back. They are so proud of him. I am too.

Alex and his Mom

Alex and his Dad

Alex and Kolya sealed For Time and All Eternity
Turner Family October 7, 1995

From a humble beginning to an extraordinary man. I love him so much!

Katja

2011-04-02T14:00:00.000-06:00

Alex's cousin from Russia came to visit us in October. It was alot of fun, we went to a Haunted House with his brother Kolya. She had never been to one before and enjoyed it. We took the kids bowling and shopping and to the park.

Taylie and Katja

She also helped us make Pelmeni. It is a delicious Russian food, kind of like Raviolli or dumplings. It is Alex's favorite but is a very time consuming process. She shared her mom's receipe which was great because it was exactly the way he remebered growing up. All of the one we found online were never quite the same.

Alex making Pelmeni on his mission.

We also took her to Park City to see the 2002 Olympic Museum and tour. She enjoyed it, the last time she was here we took her to Temple Square and a drive through the mountains. We try to find different things to do with her each time she come.

From back to front: Katja, Lydia, AJ, Austin

Katja

It is so fun to have her in our home. It allows Alex to connect with his birth family and also a chance to use his Russian. It is funny because by the end of four days he could not tell if he was speaking English or Russian. He would inter mingle the words or just start speaking to me in Russian. I would look at him funny and he would become frusterated. She is a very nice person, we get along very well even though I speak very little Russian and she speaks very little English. She is always kind enough to bring us pictures of his sister and our niece and nephew and other family members who we have not had a chance to meet yet. She brings many wonderful gifts from them and we send many back with her. It is wonderful that he is still in contact with them and also wonderful that he has a very loving family here. We are so grateful to his parents for being willing to adopt him and Kolya and for introducing him to the church. It gave him so many opportunities that he would not have had. Not many almost 12 year olds are adopted and we are eternally grateful that they did. We love you for it!

The Turner Family

Volunteer firefighter wins a High 5 for his service - ksl.com

2011-04-01T10:03:00.000-06:00

My AMAZING Husband! Volunteer firefighter wins a High 5 for his service - ksl.com

Park City Date!

2011-03-29T16:07:00.000-06:00

After our wonderful family vacation my hunny and I decided that we needed a date! My mom graciously volunteered to watch the kids even though they were sick. So we got home from Bear Lake and Alex and I headed to Park City! We had such a fun time! The quick silver was our favorite! We had to ride it more than once! The Zip lines were alot of fun too! I love my wonderful hubby! Quick Silver

Just Us! We are standing on top of where they ski jump! They were practicing and it was so cool to watch!

Bear Lake; Our First and Last Family Vacation

2011-03-29T15:22:00.001-06:00

The last week of August we went to Bear Lake and stayed in my parents condo. On the drive up there it was raining, sleeting, and snowing. This is going to be fun, at least the condo has a inside pool.

The first night we were there Austin threw up all over the carpet. I had to take the children for a walk in the rain while Alex helped them clean it up. We decided we better stay in for the night hoping none of the other kids got sick.

The next day we took the kids swimming and to collect shells at the lake. They had so much fun. I don't have pictures with the kids swimming because with 4 under 4 we had to have both hands to help the kids swim as none of them know how. (I know what were we thinking!) We do have pictures of collecting shells but I can't find them on the computer :( We took them out to eat that night as it was our last night their. We also stopped and got Bear Lakes Famous Raspberry shakes! Delicious!

We put the kids to bed and Alex and I started to watch a movie. We heard the boys crying and decided we should go check to make sure they were okay. They were thirsty so as we got them water. Lydia, who had been sound asleep on the bed, eyes flew open and with a look of panic in here eyes she started to vomit. Projectile form all over herself and the bedding. Ugh. Showers and new bedding, comforting her lead to a VERY long night.

The next day she said she was feeling better, we packed up and headed home through the canyon. As we were driving I was telling Lydia about the last time her Dad and I had been to Bear Lake. I was pregnant with her and had awful morning sickness. I told her that we had to stop several times in the curvy canyon so that I could be sick. Just as I said that she starts vomitting all over the car! Alex finds a spot to pull over in the narrow canyon, turns and releases her seat belt and I pull her out of the car. Alex starts cleaning the car while I strip her down. She is sobbing that she threw up all over her shells and they are ruined. The other kids are crying cause they are scared. Half an hour later we are headed out again. The car stinks! We were able to stop in Logan for some garbage sacks and febreeze which at least made the rest of the drive tolerable.

As we pulled in to the driveway Alex looks at me and says: "We are NEVER going on vacation again!" I had to agree with him. What a awsome first family vacation....We are planning on taking another this year with his family and one with mine. Hopefully it goes ALOT smoother.

This is a picture of the boys on their bed. Alex and Lydia

Taylie Hope

Austin just before he lost his dinner. Lydia was so excited! Our first real family vacation!

AJ loved playing with the door stop.

The Kids the last day.

Austin, Taylie, Lydia, and AJ.

Country Fair Days

2010-10-22T10:57:00.001-06:00

Country Fair days was alot of fun this year. We started out this year by signing up all of the kids in the Baby Contest and Little Miss. AJ and Austin were first and they were so HANDSOME! All they talked about all morning was going on stage (they remeber when Lydia went on stage for her dance recital) They were friendly, charming and made everyone laugh. I don't know how they chose but AJ won King and Austin "Most Awsome Brother"

Austin

Taylie also was in the Baby Contest. She won "Most Beautiful Brown Eyes" I think she was the most beautiful baby there, when she was being presented to the judges they asked if she was the twins sister. When we said yes they looked at each other like "She is the cutest but their family has already won" Maybe that is just the mom in me but I think she definately should have won.

Taylie Hope

Lydia was last and enjoyed dancing to "Sugar, Sugar" She looked so beautiful! They gave all the girls sashes that said "Hippie Chic" I think that was the most exciting part for her. She did AMAZING! Lydia also participated in the Little Buckaroo Rodeo. She chased chickens and did stick barrel. She did such a great job! I am so proud of her!

Lydia AnnaLee

The three oldest also rode on the firetruck during the parade. They had more fun doing that than watching the other parades we have been to this year. Alex got to help with the fireworks like he does every year and the kids enjoyed telling everyone their Daddy lit them off. Overall it was a great week and I can't wait to do it again next year.

Wii and Ramona

2010-07-28T21:26:00.000-06:00

We got a wii fit 16 days ago. It has been so much fun! I love that it tracks everything and I can view my progress on a chart and that I can track the kids growth too. Alex and I have had alot of fun competing with each other and the kids can do some of the games too. Lydia loves the obsticle course and is really quite good at it while the boys like hitting the soccer balls and being a penguin and catching fish. Taylie is indifferent. It is so fun and doesn't feel like exercise I can feel a difference in my posture and have lost about 5 lbs. I love that I can exercise any time of day, with or without the kids, and in any attire I feel like. Progress is going great so far and I will keep you posted.

Taylie is starting to sit, she is still not sleeping through the night and ends up in our bed. I just love having her she is such a happy baby and definately mommy's girl. She crys when I leave the room and prefers me over Alex. I have to admit that it makes me happy that she just wants her momma. Alex says he is okay that she prefers me but he sure is trying hard to sway her. It is cute though.

AJ and Austin are boys, dirty, smelly, fun-loving, trouble making little boys. I love them. I remind myself of this often. Like when they "Hiya" there yogart all over my kitchen. And seem to find every mud/water puddle in the back yard. Or when they try and pour there own juice at lunch instead of waiting for me to finish feeding Taylie. They love to smell toes. Not just their toes, but Taylie's and mine as well. They are so imaginative. They make airplanes, firetruck, cement trucks, and trains out of their bedding. They are very loving though and they just make me laugh.

Lydia and I started reading Beezus and Ramona. She loves it! She asks several times a day if we can read it. I am so glad I bought it. I was afraid she was to little and wouldn't understand. I asked her what do you like about this book. She said I am not sure what the point is but it helps me know how I should behave. I told her it was just a fun story and that there didn't always need to be a point that sometimes it was just fun to listen to funny stories. She didn't seem convinced and I started doubting if she was old enough. Then I walked into her room when Alex was putting her to bed to hear her animatedly telling Alex all of the little stories and the excitement in her voice. It made me so happy. I can't wait till I can read it with her and once it is over we will go see the movie just the two of us. I hope she keeps enjoying it and if so I can't wait to read to her all of the other Ramona books. And Fudge, Super Fudge, and ect. I hope she develops a love for reading and that it is something we will always share.

Alex has had a few days off which has been nice after working such long hours the last few weeks. I worked one day last week. It was the first time since having Taylie. It was nice to be back and at the same time I missed my kids so much.

We had new pictures taken this weekend. I will post them soon!

Growing up....

2010-07-07T22:58:00.000-06:00

My kids are growing up.... Lydia loves to be a helper and she does it so well. This week she told me "I saw we left my hair stuff out so I am going to take care of it before I go outside." She is so smart. I am so lucky to be her mom. She loves to sing, dance, and make up songs about Jesus. We went shopping today just the two of us it was fun. She said the cutest thing, I asked her if she knew who Joseph Smith was and she said "Yes, He was Jesus father." I tried to explain the diference and that Jesus dad was a differnt Joseph and that Joseph Smith was married to Emma to which she replied "Then what about Mary" We will have to work on that.

The boys are not looking like babies anymore. They are tall and lean. They could play outside for hours mainly "fixing" their toy jeep with their tools or pretending they have firecalls. Alex got a a fire call at our 4th of July BBQ. They were determined go "Go find Daddy, Help with fire" it was hard to distract them. Thanks to Adam and Jeryka and water balloons they kept them fairly entertained till he got back. Alex also took them on their first Daddy/Sons date. They got to ride in Daddy's Jeep and go swimming. They still havent stopped talking about it.

Taylie is starting to try and sit up. She talks, and squeals, and blows raspberries. I swear she said "I love you" tonight. She is 5 months old now and it doesn't seem like that long ago.

Alex as you know from my earlier posts has been working 14 hour days the last two weeks usually starting between 1 and 3 am. He was (and us too!) lucky enough to have a 3 day weekend. Parades, fireworks, games, and carnivals is how we filled our precious time together. I can't wait till we can do it again. I love the summer! We are so blessed!

freaking out

2010-07-02T02:27:00.000-06:00

It is 2:30am and here I sit all alone. Every light in the house is on. Two knives at my side, a dog who I never thought would be back in the house at my feet. Alex has gone to work already. I think someone came in the house. I have been sleeping on the couch so the baby does not wake Alex. I woke to find Austin in the livingroom with me and the garage door wide open. I sat him down and went to check on everyone. All here, I must have just left it ajar. I shut and look the door and carry Austin back to bed still feeling very uneasy. I am laying on the couch feeding the baby girl when BAM! The doors are open again. I run to the bedroom to wake up Alex and make him check everywhere. He finds nothing and is not to happy I had to wake him before his Alarm went off. I went back to the bedroom with him but can't get back to sleep. I hear noises in the garage. I get up grab someknives all the while wishing I would have let Alex by a gun. His Alarm goes off a few minutes later. He sees how scared I am and once again checks all the locks. Brings in the dog at my request, says a prayer with me and then is off to work. I wish I could get some sleep. I am so tired but too, scared! So here I sit.

Family Fun.

2010-06-28T23:03:00.000-06:00

We took the kids to Surf and Swim on Friday. Alex had the day off and it was so nice to get to spend quality time together as a family. Lydia showed him how she could swim and I taught her how to float on her back. She was terrified but I was able to get her to relax by telling her I was right there and wouldn't let go. After about 5 minutes I let go and she floated by herself she was so excited! She is getting so big! I am so blessed to have her. The Boys loved the waves and are little water babies. Taylie was not a big fan but she got used to it. Alex got very sunburned even though I put sunscreen on him and so he has had a few uncomfortable days. The boys are getting more rambunctious and not listening as well. Somedays I feel like I am at the end of my rope and that I am talking to a brick wall. Alex says I need to be firm but I feel like I am. They really are good kids. Taylie learned to roll over from her back to her tummy on Friday. She is so cute and getting big too fast. I keep thinking I am not ready for you to do that yet! You are still suppose to be little!

Today we took the family to Layton park to feed the ducks and play on the toys. They had so much fun and loved the ducks and ducklings. Adam, Jeryka, and Trinity came with us. It was great! We met up with Mom, Dad, Brad, Kristen, and Shaylee for pizza after. What a great family home evening!

P.S. Toes are for keeping the blood in. Lydia says the cutest things!

Don't Worry Be Happy

2010-06-24T21:26:00.000-06:00

Today was not a great day here at the Turner home. Alex had to be to work at 4am. The boys were very busy today....playing on the lap top, behind my chairs, throwing hula hoops at the TV and playing in mud puddles. Lydia was very inquisitive and talked back alot today.

I was very tired and very frusterated early on. I felt like I was talking to a brick wall. I threatened and yelled and then the boys said "Be happy momma, it okay. Be Happy, we happy" How could you not be happy after hearing that.

I forgot about Joseph and Joshua's Birthday party. Was running to Walmart a half hour before it started to find presents and the kids had cake and icecream for lunch. No naps today either as the party was in the middle of nap time. They had alot of fun though and it was a nice little break from the everyday.

Alex got home at four and we went grocery shopping. $500 later (diapers are so expensive seriously thinking about trying to potty train the boys). Home with a sink full of dirty dishes and a messy playroom I feel so exhausted! Pancakes for dinner and time for baths! Hooray! I tried to teach the boys to say don't worry be happy it is so cute! They are finally in bed and it is my turn to shower, I get out to find the boys under the kitchen sink spraying cleaner everywhere. Alex thought I was in there cleaning. What a day! Back to bed with them and when we checked on them they were curled up in the same bed fast asleep! They look like little angels. "Be happy momma, we happy" Tomorrow is another day, lets be happy!

My Life

2010-06-23T23:25:00.000-06:00

6:30 AM Through my sleepy haze I hear the firetrucks...please don't let it wake the boys.
6:31 AM I hear the boys jumping on their bed "Firetrucks! Firetrucks! Gotta fire call gotta go!" Lydia starts crying cause she missed it. I yell hoping not to wake Taylie to go back to bed it is still the middle of the night (in my world) and to go back to sleep. No such luck.

9:00 AM Breakfast. Oh dear we are almost out of milk. Not enough for cereal, Toast it is and will let the kids drink the milk. The boys drink theirs and want more. Lydia my precious girl got down and said "here brothers you can have sissy's milk" I almost cried what a sweet girl.

The kids play outside, I am so thankful for nice, sunny days, and a sandbox, swingset, and trampoline that keep them busy for hours so I can do laundry.

Lunch outside , then naps, hooray daddy is home! And he brought more milk! The boys and their tools fixing everything in sight and having me kiss many boo boos. Lydia being a little mommy, jumping swinging and playing dress up. Today she was the tooth fairy, purple tutu and wings a purse of fake money and a toy french fry as a tooth (what an imagination). She learned to pump this week, had her first dance recital and learned to swim. I am so proud of here but don't know if I am ready for this new stage in indepence. Taylie is rolling and trying to sit, she is such a happy baby with a contagious smile. She is everyones baby (they are all very protective of her). What a perfect day! I am so glad to get to stay home!

Bedtime! Songs and stories and then mommy/daddy time. Everyone is asleep but me, trying to figure out how this blog thing works. I should be in bed now. Oh well!