Labor Day Weekend

Labor day weekend we wanted to do something fun as a family. John had been worked all weekend and he was finally able to stay at home on Monday. We decided to pack a lunch and go hike or explore or whatever. I wanted to go to Mt. Charleston (just remember that as you continue to read). We (and by we I mean John) thought it would be too crowded so we (again, John) decided to head to this really cool place where they had the father son camp out. Apparently there are all these cool rock formations to climb on. Too bad John couldn't remember how to get there. We drove around forever!! We kept going on all these tiny roads to see what was around the corner (so not my idea). The kids were starving so we finally just stopped and got out to eat. Then the boys figured they should shoot the BB gun for a while. When we ran out of bb's they decided they wanted to hike. No big deal until we realize we are at an abandoned mine. With mine shafts. Huge, deep, mine shafts. John and the boys thought it was awesome. I, on the other hand, was hyperventilating.......Don't get me wrong, it was cool and we didn't let the boys get very close but just being there stressed me out. I finally convinced John to get the hell out of there.

The boys walking up the hill right before we discovered what it was we were actually walking to.



I pointed this sign out to John and the boys several times. No one really cared but me.

The door to a mine shaft. Not blocked off. Just chillin'. My boys thought this was awesome and wanted to throw things down it. Ummm...no.

John driving on a tiny little road while pretending to know where he was going...

Ryan, after bonking his head on the window while John was driving on the bumpy tiny little road.

Why go outside if you can't shoot some sort of gun? Welcome to my life.

Standing in front of the deepest, creepiest mine shaft I have ever seen. This was was fenced off. It had this rickety little ladder that went all the way down. SCARY!!

This is where we ended up. Literally, the middle of nowhere.

So Cal

Dinner. Notice there are no high chairs at our table. Whoo-hoo!

Of course we had to get pedicures. I am pretty sure they were talking about my feet to each other. I got some stubby toes and training for the marathon has left me with two dead toenails. It's all good though b/c we were texting each other about them too...

We had to search but we were able to find the beach house we all stayed at together for our senior trip 10 years ago (yes, I am old).

Jenny did all of our hair and makeup on Sunday. I'm still not sure about the half curly, have humid frizz that I got going on. The beach and my hair do NOT mix..

Us in front of the property where we stayed.

This past weekend Alisa, Jenny, Rushelle, and I headed to San Diego for a few days. There were no kids, no husbands, no agenda. It was awesome. We hung out at the beach, ate a ton, went to Ikea and had some laughs. The best part was the fact that Alisa's dad's company owns the property we stayed at so it was FREE!! I know they have both posted all about it on their blogs and since I am the last one this is all old news but....I posted a couple pictures anyways. We hope to make this a yearly event but someone is always pregnant or nursing or something so who knows when it will happen again but we had a great time!!

I am alive!!!

I know the three of you who read my blog have been wondering if I am still alive....Yes, I am. I even found the camera and took some pictures. Yay me. I have a really great post that I just have to think of and then I will post it. I still haven't taken pictures of my poor neglected children right before they go to school. Between shoes flying, the baby hanging on my leg, and trying to make lunches I just keep forgetting. Maybe I'll start the tradtion of taking their pictures on the last day of school. That will still give me some more time....
I guess I should get on with the posting now. The boys are all back in school and I love it. I mean they love it.
Tate has become obessed with our gecko and can now say the word lizard. He says it about 50 times a day. The first first time he held the gecko he was squealing. I took a video the 2nd time but he didn't act like he did the first time. He is still pretty cute about it though.

Get ready for some more posting cause I have some catching up to do. I think things might be unpacked enough to squeeze in a little blogging time.

Not that anyone really cares but.......

we just moved this past weekend so the last couple weeks have been filled with packing and now I am in the midst of unpacking. That is my excuse for sucking at blogging. I still haven't found my camera yet but when I do I'll post pics of the boys 5th or 6th day of school. That's right..I didn't take a single picture on their first day (gasp!). I packed my camera somewhere really clever so I would have easy access and now I can't remember where exactly that is....Sorry for sucking and hopefully I'll find my mind somewhere amid all these boxes......

8 YEARS

Today John and I celebrate our 8 year anniversary. I can't believe how quickly the time has flown but at the same time I can't really remember what my life was like before John was in it. It seems like we have been together for forever!

I wish I had pictures from our wedding on this computer but I don't so here we are 8 years later..

It's out!!

On Friday, an ear, nose, and throat doctor who is a friend of my dad's business partner, was kind enough to squeeze Tate in. We never had to wait and they started working on him right away. His nose was too swollen to see anything so they shoved these cotton things up his nose to numb it and take the swelling down. They had to be in his nose for 10 min before they could do anything. Tate loved it. He didn't even try and take them out (uh...scary). Then they began their search. All the way up his left nostril they found it. A chunk of my makeup sponge. He had ripped or bit part of it off and crammed it up his nose. Where it sat. For a week. Gross.
Then they took a small camera and put it up the other side of his nose to make sure there was nothing in that side. It was clear. And the stink is finally gone...

Tater and his stinky nose

Tate is at the age where everything he touches goes in his mouth... and his ears and nose. We have caught him trying to shove various objects up his nose and he has been known to walk around with q-tips or pencils sticking out of his ears (not good, I know). Anyways, this past weekend he started clawing at the right side of his nose. He scratched it all up till it was bleeding. Then he started sneezing a ton. Finally, on Sunday, it dawned on me that he probably had something up his nose we hadn't caught. I take him to 2 quick cares, both closed (yes, it was Sunday, I'm going to hell, I was headed there anyways). Monday I took him back to a quick care. I waited 3 hours and the dr. totally blew me off. He said if something were up there it would smell. He said the baby had a cold and sent me on my way. We still thought it was something more than a cold and yesterday his nose started to smell. Today it reeked. I took him back and while we were in the waiting room Tate shoved a piece of a pretzel stick up his nose. It took almost a half hour to get it out. Seriously? What is the deal with this kid.?! 17 (or 2) hours later we saw the dr. and he didn't have the tools to get it out or to even see it so now we have to go to a ear, nose, and throat dr. We are guessing it is a pencil eraser because John caught him with a pencil and the eraser was missing. So until we see another dr. and figure out what is up his nose, I am stuck with a stinky kid. Anyone want to babysit?