February 2009

Spoiled Rotten

My friend, Stephanie, invited me to go skiing with her at Sundance today.  It was a gorgeous day and soooo much fun!!!



Beautiful Stephanie


I’m pretty sure this is Robert Redford’s house…his bathrooms are kind of gross


A view of Happy Valley from the top of the mountain – AMAZING!!!!


Thank you, Cari, for babysitting!!! I hope you don’t mind that I’m praying that you never find a job to replace the nanny position I’m providing you with. ;P

Cross-Country Falling/Snowshoeing

Friday night, Josh and I gathered up a bunch of our peeps and went cross-country skiing at Aspen Grove.


Cari, Deven, Shelley, Eddie, Lindsey, Jess, Jed, Gary, Josh, Jenn

I think the only people who had ever done it before were Josh, Jed and Gary who tried it once in scouts or something many, many, MANY years ago.  I don’t know if it was because we were all beginners, there were 6 inches of fresh powder, the ski’s hadn’t been waxed for ten years or ALL OF THE ABOVE, but we truly experienced hardly any SKIING.  It was mostly falling and walking with ski’s stuck to our toes.  It all made for one of the most hilarious nights EVER.

If any of us knew what we were doing it might have been different, but for some reason all of our ski’s just kept sticking to the snow.  I believe they are supposed to stick a little to prevent you from sliding backwards.  But even when we were experiencing forward motion, the ski would be sliding somewhat nicely, then suddenly STICK, no more movement.  It was wild.  After walking up the first biggish hill, Deven and I decided we definitely needed some skiing action and we tried to ski down the hill we just came up.  That’s when I really started sweating!  It was ridiculously difficult just to slide!  We were laughing our butts off, though.  After all the work of TRYING to cross-country ski, the only muscles that were sore the next day were my stomach muscles from laughing so hard.

Here is my favorite picture.  Sure, it’s just Deven kneeling in the snow.  But right before I took this picture, Deven decided he was going to ski down a hill.  He stood there, ski’s parallel pointing straight down the hill, he bent his knees, dug his poles into the snow and pushed off with great force, completely committed to flying down this hill.  However, his ski’s did not agree with the idea and DID NOT BUDGE.  Deven fell forward like a tree, the whole length of his body was FLAT on the hill.  Oh man, we were all dying!!!  Everyone (except Josh who never fell at all) wiped out trying to go down this hill, as you’ll see in my slide show.


“A” for Ashton, “P” for Pooh-Pooh-Pee-Pee

I’ve been concerned about our level of intelligence/humor lately.  Ashton is 3 1/2 and his FAVORITE word is ‘poop’ and any sentence containing the word is the funniest joke ever.  Pee-Pee is very funny, just not as hilarious as poop.  In fact if you really want to put him in stitches, the grand slam of humor is the double-word score “Pooh-Pooh-Pee-Pee”.  This four syllable word is the absolute pinnacle of hilarity!

So if he’s in a bad mood and we’re desperate to resolve the situation, Josh resorts to good ol’ bathroom humor.   Today at lunch I was asking Ashton and Emmy what they wanted to eat.  Ashton said,”Hey, Em.  Do you want some poop-on-a-stick?”  (Thanks for that one, Josh.)

You can imagine my relief when I overheard Ashton and his friend Mac both saying “poop-this” and “poop-that”, taking turns cracking each other up.  They were just rolling on the ground laughing. It appears that this four syllable alliteration is the very quintessence of witticism for any three year old.

Josh assures me that this is just a phase that all boys go through and that he will soon grow out of it.  Any suggestions on helping husbands ‘grow out of it’?

(Sorry Kyra! I hope Mac is still allowed to come play.)

Draper Temple Open House


Last night, Josh and I took our kids to the Draper Temple Open House.  I was a little bit worried about taking a 3 1/2 year old into a temple, if you can imagine.  So we had a Family Home Evening the night before discussing how it is Heavenly Father’s house and that we need to be reverent, etc. etc.

Amazingly enough, it totally worked!!!  Ashton was just a little sweetheart the WHOLE time.  He walked with his arms folded and whispered MOST of the time.  The temple was gorgeous, of course.  The Baptistry was incredible, very open and huge.  Ashton looked at the font being held by the twelve oxen and asked “Is that water for the cows?”

In the Celestial Room, the first thing we noticed was the incredibly high vaulted ceiling with a magnificent chandalier stretching all the way to the top.  Ashton stopped as soon as he entered the room and said, NOT in a whisper,”Oh WOOOOW!  That is sooooo pretty!”

As Josh tucked Ashton into bed he asked said,”Ashton, what was your favorite thing about the temple.”  Ashton said, “Ooooh, nuthin’,….just the cows.”