Well, today is your dad's big day! He's off to Montana to fish and Spencer Kirk is the pilot. As you can imagine...he was more than just a little bit excited. It looks as if six or seven guys were invited to a one day fishing trip so let's hope they catch the big one.
Little Carter came to our house yesterday afternoon while Ali and Doug host some business people downtown last night through this evening. Our little guest has been delightful and Liz has been quite the helper. She is crazy about the little ones that come and I love her help.
It's hard to believe that another weekend is here. I bought a case of peaches last week and we are all out so I will be at the farmers market tomorrow morning to load up with some more fruit. I don't know when I have ever enjoyed the produce as much as I have this season. I have a pumpkin spice candle burning down in the kitchen and it really has the smell of the harvest season.
Kate I can certainly identify with the early to bed theory when the day gets a little long. Keep up the good work dearie you are "laying the foundation of a great work, and out of small things proceedeth that which is great." I am so proud of you girls and wonderful mothers that you are. Always I am inspired as I watch you mother your little ones. Heavely Father is ever ready to give you a boost. That fact I have experienced many times over.
My love to you all. I received a postcard from your uncle Nate yesterday and he was on his way home from London. The front of the postcard had an ariel view of Picadilly Square. Amazing. He is anxious to get home to his own bed. There's no place like home:)
Friday, October 03, 2003
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Bob Hook is in the hospital in Reno with a left coronary artery that is almost completely blocked. I had a business trip to Reno planned for Monday and Tuesday that he knew about, so he called me Sunday Night to say he was too busy for us to get together while I was there. He then told me he had been having chest pains. I told him to get in to see a doctor the first thing Monday morning, and made him promise to do it.
The doctor did an EKG on him, which was not normal, so after conferring with a cardiologist in Reno, they took him up there by ambulance to the hospital last night. They planned to do angioplasty on him this morning and put a device in his artery to open it up. I was able to give him a blessing last night in the hospital, but haven't yet heard from Donna on how things went. I'll keep you all posted.
Now, to change subjects, I hope some of you have had the pleasure of catching some of the PBS films on "The Blues" the last few nights. I saw one last night and was absorbed, not only in the music, but in the filmmaking. I highly recommend you all see as much of these specials as you can. Creative insight into truly american music.
Danny--- happy to hear your Stipula is working better. It must be the higher humidity. I still haven't received back my re-worked pen. The Stpulas are too beautiful to give up on!
The doctor did an EKG on him, which was not normal, so after conferring with a cardiologist in Reno, they took him up there by ambulance to the hospital last night. They planned to do angioplasty on him this morning and put a device in his artery to open it up. I was able to give him a blessing last night in the hospital, but haven't yet heard from Donna on how things went. I'll keep you all posted.
Now, to change subjects, I hope some of you have had the pleasure of catching some of the PBS films on "The Blues" the last few nights. I saw one last night and was absorbed, not only in the music, but in the filmmaking. I highly recommend you all see as much of these specials as you can. Creative insight into truly american music.
Danny--- happy to hear your Stipula is working better. It must be the higher humidity. I still haven't received back my re-worked pen. The Stpulas are too beautiful to give up on!
Sunday, September 28, 2003
Saturday, September 27, 2003
Greetings all:
Danny, I am excited (and a tad bit jealous) for your experiences. Katie, if you can manage to find a movie that shows a Harry Potter character getting eaten by a monster, you may get your Isaac back again. I’ve yet to meet a kid that wants to be called Lord Farquaad.
Just a few words to keep everyone on the same page regarding my travels of the past week. As most of you know, I had an interview with Pfizer on Wednesday. If you haven’t heard yet, you now know firsthand that it could have gone better. I would feel much worse if Des Moines had impressed me with its endless beauty. I flew into St. Paul/Minneapolis airport just as the sun edged over the horizon. From the air, I observed countless lakes, trees, and farmland as far as the eye could see. I was pleasantly surprised. I thought Iowa and Minnesota could not be much different, but as I flew south, I watched as the landscape grew uglier and uglier. From thirty thousand feet, it really looked like they had to try to keep the lakes in Iowa from creeping (or leaking, or whatever lakes to do relocate) north to Minnesota. When the lakes are trying to get out, one questions the wisdom of moving in.
As I landed at the Des Moines airstrip and walked across the tarmac, I remembered my single instruction: “Look for the silver Intrepid.” In any other major airport, this could be a challenge. In Des Moines, there were about six cars waiting in the loading area, and a dozen or so people milling about. If it hadn’t been for the occasional roar of a jet engine, I would have thought I was at a train station in Sleepyville. I know, I was only there for seven hours. How can one justly judge a town with so little time? I soon spotted the silver Intrepid, and off we went to lunch.
The interview was OK. Sure, I like college basketball fine when there’s absolutely nothing else to do. Mark seemed to live for it. Throughout the interview, he spoke of players, teams and coaches I should have known. He has a son that plays college ball in Montana. I had a difficult time connecting, and there was little “synergy” throughout our discussions. After all, if he only had one trophy in his cabinet, at least he has one! I guess I have one too, but I failed to mention that my experience with the Padres (and organized sports in general) taught me that one can thoroughly stink at a sport and still take first place. As I said, the interview was no better than fine. Dad said I could have read it wrong, and that would be entirely possible. If I get called to go back, you will all know.
Mark dropped me off, and told me that he would let me know about the position after he reviews some other candidates. I will continue to put my best foot forward. I must be doing something right if I managed to make an unusually favorable impression with his boss. Either way, I am fine with how things have turned out. To tell you the truth, those lakes made me nervous.
I arranged a climbing outing in Big Cottonwood Canyon this morning. This year’s outing was far better than last year’s. It was cool and beautiful. On some days, it seems that the sun just shines a little brighter on me than anyone else. Today was one of those days. We climbed three routes, and I did not have the feeling of impending doom that I had last year. Believe me, feeling like you’re going to fall to your death at any moment will ruin any chance of fun. Today was different. I climbed well, and felt light. So light, I realized at the end of the day that I had left my climbing shoes somewhere along the trail. Just when I concluded that it was time for new shoes anyway, the old ones turned up, and the three of us rode home together like old friends.
Will I really be able to leave these mountains?
Sam
Danny, I am excited (and a tad bit jealous) for your experiences. Katie, if you can manage to find a movie that shows a Harry Potter character getting eaten by a monster, you may get your Isaac back again. I’ve yet to meet a kid that wants to be called Lord Farquaad.
Just a few words to keep everyone on the same page regarding my travels of the past week. As most of you know, I had an interview with Pfizer on Wednesday. If you haven’t heard yet, you now know firsthand that it could have gone better. I would feel much worse if Des Moines had impressed me with its endless beauty. I flew into St. Paul/Minneapolis airport just as the sun edged over the horizon. From the air, I observed countless lakes, trees, and farmland as far as the eye could see. I was pleasantly surprised. I thought Iowa and Minnesota could not be much different, but as I flew south, I watched as the landscape grew uglier and uglier. From thirty thousand feet, it really looked like they had to try to keep the lakes in Iowa from creeping (or leaking, or whatever lakes to do relocate) north to Minnesota. When the lakes are trying to get out, one questions the wisdom of moving in.
As I landed at the Des Moines airstrip and walked across the tarmac, I remembered my single instruction: “Look for the silver Intrepid.” In any other major airport, this could be a challenge. In Des Moines, there were about six cars waiting in the loading area, and a dozen or so people milling about. If it hadn’t been for the occasional roar of a jet engine, I would have thought I was at a train station in Sleepyville. I know, I was only there for seven hours. How can one justly judge a town with so little time? I soon spotted the silver Intrepid, and off we went to lunch.
The interview was OK. Sure, I like college basketball fine when there’s absolutely nothing else to do. Mark seemed to live for it. Throughout the interview, he spoke of players, teams and coaches I should have known. He has a son that plays college ball in Montana. I had a difficult time connecting, and there was little “synergy” throughout our discussions. After all, if he only had one trophy in his cabinet, at least he has one! I guess I have one too, but I failed to mention that my experience with the Padres (and organized sports in general) taught me that one can thoroughly stink at a sport and still take first place. As I said, the interview was no better than fine. Dad said I could have read it wrong, and that would be entirely possible. If I get called to go back, you will all know.
Mark dropped me off, and told me that he would let me know about the position after he reviews some other candidates. I will continue to put my best foot forward. I must be doing something right if I managed to make an unusually favorable impression with his boss. Either way, I am fine with how things have turned out. To tell you the truth, those lakes made me nervous.
I arranged a climbing outing in Big Cottonwood Canyon this morning. This year’s outing was far better than last year’s. It was cool and beautiful. On some days, it seems that the sun just shines a little brighter on me than anyone else. Today was one of those days. We climbed three routes, and I did not have the feeling of impending doom that I had last year. Believe me, feeling like you’re going to fall to your death at any moment will ruin any chance of fun. Today was different. I climbed well, and felt light. So light, I realized at the end of the day that I had left my climbing shoes somewhere along the trail. Just when I concluded that it was time for new shoes anyway, the old ones turned up, and the three of us rode home together like old friends.
Will I really be able to leave these mountains?
Sam
Friday, September 26, 2003
Dear Hearts:
I have loved hearing about the steins, Tarzan and the boys in Las Vegas. (I thought for sure you boys knew that you would both be there at the same time; otherwise I would have mentioned it.) Girls, I am so happy that conference is tomorrow evening and we get to spend some real quality time together. Let's get together at my house at 5 and then we can go to Barbacoa for dinner.
I had my hour of power with Counting Crows today so 'paved paradise to put up a parking lot' is running through my head. I'm headed down to the RS building in SL hoping to get a clue about what I should be doing. Tonight we are taking Bob and Audree out for Bob's big 60th birthday celebration. Audree called to say he is pooped, but she plans to talk him into it. I have a reservation on the patio of Frescos at 6:30.
Danny you painted such a neat picture of your orientation...I loved hearing about the seating chart stuff. Oh, I hate to be the one to say the dumb stuff!:) I love you all and feel honored to know and love such fine people.
love, mom
I have loved hearing about the steins, Tarzan and the boys in Las Vegas. (I thought for sure you boys knew that you would both be there at the same time; otherwise I would have mentioned it.) Girls, I am so happy that conference is tomorrow evening and we get to spend some real quality time together. Let's get together at my house at 5 and then we can go to Barbacoa for dinner.
I had my hour of power with Counting Crows today so 'paved paradise to put up a parking lot' is running through my head. I'm headed down to the RS building in SL hoping to get a clue about what I should be doing. Tonight we are taking Bob and Audree out for Bob's big 60th birthday celebration. Audree called to say he is pooped, but she plans to talk him into it. I have a reservation on the patio of Frescos at 6:30.
Danny you painted such a neat picture of your orientation...I loved hearing about the seating chart stuff. Oh, I hate to be the one to say the dumb stuff!:) I love you all and feel honored to know and love such fine people.
love, mom
Thursday, September 25, 2003
Danny, I'm happy for you that you got both the Steins. Do they both wear ill fitting, non matching, hopelessly out of style clothes or is that too much stereotyping?
I'm in Sin City (Las Vegas) tonight. Imagine my surprise as I was standing waiting to board my flight in SLC this morning to see Ed walking up to me. He was on my same flight, and is also down here on business for the auto auction. We sat together on the flight, and hooked up tonight for a nice steak dinner here in town. It's been fun for me to spend some time with my son when I'm usually so bereft of family on my business trips.
95 degrees today here. I enjoyed my work, gaining strength of attitude and energy as the day progressed (my usual pattern). I wish I could bound out of bed ready to go in the morning like Cristie does!
Watched a bit of the USA women's soccer team beat Nigeria with Ed early this evening. Go USA!
I'm in Sin City (Las Vegas) tonight. Imagine my surprise as I was standing waiting to board my flight in SLC this morning to see Ed walking up to me. He was on my same flight, and is also down here on business for the auto auction. We sat together on the flight, and hooked up tonight for a nice steak dinner here in town. It's been fun for me to spend some time with my son when I'm usually so bereft of family on my business trips.
95 degrees today here. I enjoyed my work, gaining strength of attitude and energy as the day progressed (my usual pattern). I wish I could bound out of bed ready to go in the morning like Cristie does!
Watched a bit of the USA women's soccer team beat Nigeria with Ed early this evening. Go USA!
Wednesday, September 24, 2003
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Well Katie, it sounds like a regular adventure at the Nydegger household. Like Isaac, Eddie went through a name-phase-thing. He would only answer to "Zelda", and always introduced himself as such when we were out. This raised a lot of eyebrows. Evidently, not many grownups play Nintendo and so they never suspected that "Zelda" might not be his real name. Surprisingly though, most men, even grown men, knew exactly what he was talking about. They always made sure to point out that "Zelda" is the Princess, and that, surely he must be thinking that he's "Link" the boy hero in the game. Eddie loved the attention. I love having little boys!
As for Eli, it's hard for me to imagine that darling little bald head charging after his mommy with all that fury! Does it crack you up or are you reaching near-insanity?
Katie, you are such a good mommy. I can tell you are doing an amazing job adjusting to a brand new situation. I have a tremendous amount of admiration for you!
It's so good to hear from everyone. It sounds like you are doing well Miss Anne-Marie! Glad to hear it. Nothing motivates a girl to get to work on time like a hunky boss!
I better get going or I may have to tell another bloody story! Have a great day everyone, love you all.
As for Eli, it's hard for me to imagine that darling little bald head charging after his mommy with all that fury! Does it crack you up or are you reaching near-insanity?
Katie, you are such a good mommy. I can tell you are doing an amazing job adjusting to a brand new situation. I have a tremendous amount of admiration for you!
It's so good to hear from everyone. It sounds like you are doing well Miss Anne-Marie! Glad to hear it. Nothing motivates a girl to get to work on time like a hunky boss!
I better get going or I may have to tell another bloody story! Have a great day everyone, love you all.
Monday, September 22, 2003
Hey Everybody!!!
It's my first REAL Blog! Thank you, Uncle Bubby, for my invitation to blog, as I will be frequently keeping in touch with my cute family I love so much!
I think this is the hottest I remember it being in a long time for being so late into September...I pity those kids that have to try to learn in those hot classrooms. Hmmm...maybe that's what's wrong with me! Haha...
I have started a new part-time job working as a medical assistant to a weight loss surgeon in Oxnard a few days a week and I'm loving it! I don't know what's better - walking into an even better-looking version of E.R.'s George Clooney every morning, or seeing these patients go from 400 pounds to half that size in just a year. It's really quite amazing to see the growth of technology these days...makes me wonder what they'll figure out next!
Tommy is doing great in school so far. He comes home with a report card at the end of every week, and he's had A's for 3 weeks straight. I'm so proud of him! I think he's very proud of himself too. Hopefully he'll use that as motivation and keep it up!
Kelly is zipping right along like summer never happened. She gets her week's worth of homework done by Tuesday night, and I hardly ever see the little chickadee anymore! She certainly has discovered the power of her bike, and how you can go just about anywhere if you're up for the peddle! She must get that from her mother!
I hope all is well with everybody! I miss you all and love ya too!
It's my first REAL Blog! Thank you, Uncle Bubby, for my invitation to blog, as I will be frequently keeping in touch with my cute family I love so much!
I think this is the hottest I remember it being in a long time for being so late into September...I pity those kids that have to try to learn in those hot classrooms. Hmmm...maybe that's what's wrong with me! Haha...
I have started a new part-time job working as a medical assistant to a weight loss surgeon in Oxnard a few days a week and I'm loving it! I don't know what's better - walking into an even better-looking version of E.R.'s George Clooney every morning, or seeing these patients go from 400 pounds to half that size in just a year. It's really quite amazing to see the growth of technology these days...makes me wonder what they'll figure out next!
Tommy is doing great in school so far. He comes home with a report card at the end of every week, and he's had A's for 3 weeks straight. I'm so proud of him! I think he's very proud of himself too. Hopefully he'll use that as motivation and keep it up!
Kelly is zipping right along like summer never happened. She gets her week's worth of homework done by Tuesday night, and I hardly ever see the little chickadee anymore! She certainly has discovered the power of her bike, and how you can go just about anywhere if you're up for the peddle! She must get that from her mother!
I hope all is well with everybody! I miss you all and love ya too!
Saturday, September 20, 2003
Friday, September 19, 2003
Well, things are pretty much the same ol' thing around here.... one near death experience after another. It's amazing that anyone lives to be 3 years old really (especially on my watch). The adventures of this week have included the following....
Ada, as she continues to grow, continues to be able to reach new heights and consequently, higher drawers and cupboards. She found an old bottle of meds at my mothers yesterday. I noticed that she was spitting something out onto the floor saying, "yuk" and "blah". I turned around and promptly ordered her to quit making a mess on the floor. And then I noticed the pill container she had in one hand - and the "childproof" lid in the other. My heart sank as I read "Percocet" on the label. It was pretty old and there only seemed to be one left, because the bottle was empty, and Ada was spitting out what she had. We called Poison Control and then spent the next 3 hours observing Ada’s behavior. It was difficult to decipher “loopy” behavior from Ada’s everyday behavior. She kind of wobbles back and forth anyway, and is always falling down with a goofy grin on her face. She was keenly aware of the grown-ups’ concern and played along with the drama. Every time someone asked her how she felt she would say, "I'm tired.... medicine" with a very serious expression.
Jack nearly made it to the Emergency Room today. I'm glad he didn't, he's a regular there and that doesn't say much for his mother....
Anyway he was playing Horsey, riding on Eddie's back. Now, I didn't see what happened. But from what I heard I would guess the Horsey decided to turn Bronco...
I heard a scream and then I heard Eddie say "Whoa, that's a lot of blood". I ran in there and made high-pitched inquiries. Eddie told me about "Horsey" and said Jack landed on Ada's dress up necklace. I knew this story was true because when I cleaned him up, I saw 3 bead-sized bumps on the back of his head.
He was still bleeding, so I had to cut his hair to see how deep the cuts were. By the time I got to the heart of it I saw that it wasn’t too bad, but now he had this big bald spot that looked ridiculous. So I took out the “buzzer” and shaved off those sweet, fuzzy little curls. It nearly brought me to tears. Now his mournful little face looks even more precious and worried. I’ll have to send pictures….
So that’s been my week. I’m off to a wedding in a few hours. My mother has been asked to marry some family friends. She became a minister over the Internet so that she could legally perform the wedding. She feels really silly about it. But I can see why they asked her to do it. She writes so beautifully and is such a devoted friend. I can’t wait to see it. I’m always so proud to see my mother being so brilliant!
I didn’t realize that this was going to be a Super sized Blog…. Oh well. Have a Great day everyone!
Ada, as she continues to grow, continues to be able to reach new heights and consequently, higher drawers and cupboards. She found an old bottle of meds at my mothers yesterday. I noticed that she was spitting something out onto the floor saying, "yuk" and "blah". I turned around and promptly ordered her to quit making a mess on the floor. And then I noticed the pill container she had in one hand - and the "childproof" lid in the other. My heart sank as I read "Percocet" on the label. It was pretty old and there only seemed to be one left, because the bottle was empty, and Ada was spitting out what she had. We called Poison Control and then spent the next 3 hours observing Ada’s behavior. It was difficult to decipher “loopy” behavior from Ada’s everyday behavior. She kind of wobbles back and forth anyway, and is always falling down with a goofy grin on her face. She was keenly aware of the grown-ups’ concern and played along with the drama. Every time someone asked her how she felt she would say, "I'm tired.... medicine" with a very serious expression.
Jack nearly made it to the Emergency Room today. I'm glad he didn't, he's a regular there and that doesn't say much for his mother....
Anyway he was playing Horsey, riding on Eddie's back. Now, I didn't see what happened. But from what I heard I would guess the Horsey decided to turn Bronco...
I heard a scream and then I heard Eddie say "Whoa, that's a lot of blood". I ran in there and made high-pitched inquiries. Eddie told me about "Horsey" and said Jack landed on Ada's dress up necklace. I knew this story was true because when I cleaned him up, I saw 3 bead-sized bumps on the back of his head.
He was still bleeding, so I had to cut his hair to see how deep the cuts were. By the time I got to the heart of it I saw that it wasn’t too bad, but now he had this big bald spot that looked ridiculous. So I took out the “buzzer” and shaved off those sweet, fuzzy little curls. It nearly brought me to tears. Now his mournful little face looks even more precious and worried. I’ll have to send pictures….
So that’s been my week. I’m off to a wedding in a few hours. My mother has been asked to marry some family friends. She became a minister over the Internet so that she could legally perform the wedding. She feels really silly about it. But I can see why they asked her to do it. She writes so beautifully and is such a devoted friend. I can’t wait to see it. I’m always so proud to see my mother being so brilliant!
I didn’t realize that this was going to be a Super sized Blog…. Oh well. Have a Great day everyone!
Why is it that I find myself nodding when Danny asks if there is anyone in there?:) I am looking forward to going to the temple tonight with my dear hearts. I have loved this week and the feeling of change in the air. It has been a reflective morning for me because Nate sent me a poem that really unleashed memories and emotions that totally caught me off guard. It is so amazing to me that someone can string together words in such a fashion as to have that kind of an impact.
I really enjoyed seeing photos of Danny and Katie's apartment, area, children...etc. It is a little easier to conjure up an image of just how things look.
Tomorrow we're off to a BYU football game. Nothing quite like autumn in Utah. My love to you all. I am very blessed and happy. mom
I really enjoyed seeing photos of Danny and Katie's apartment, area, children...etc. It is a little easier to conjure up an image of just how things look.
Tomorrow we're off to a BYU football game. Nothing quite like autumn in Utah. My love to you all. I am very blessed and happy. mom
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Hello! I'm home. Lonely at home, but making it through.
Doug gets home Sunday night. I have really missed him.
It's been a busy full week which helps, and I am so thankful for my kids, because without them, the house would be quiet and a lot lonlier. Some trips Doug has been on have been easier than others for me. This one has been long. I have been thinking a lot of my friend who also has three kids. Her husband travels all the time. He is gone for 10 days and home for 2-4, then leaves again for 10 days. I don't know how she does it. I love you all, and love hearing Chicago news. See ya later. Alison
Doug gets home Sunday night. I have really missed him.
It's been a busy full week which helps, and I am so thankful for my kids, because without them, the house would be quiet and a lot lonlier. Some trips Doug has been on have been easier than others for me. This one has been long. I have been thinking a lot of my friend who also has three kids. Her husband travels all the time. He is gone for 10 days and home for 2-4, then leaves again for 10 days. I don't know how she does it. I love you all, and love hearing Chicago news. See ya later. Alison
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
Friday, September 12, 2003
That was some sheep.
Cristie took Joe to his first banjo lesson last night. He's got a cool rental instrument here at home now, and unlike other instruments that will go unnamed (cello, violin), I don't mind at all listening to him practice. I guess any banjo is music to my ears. He's really excited. He wants to progress to the point where he can play with Sam, Dave and me. Who knows, maybe we'll hit the road. "The Carter Family Redux."
Anne, I'm sending you an e-mail inviting you to the blog, so check your inbox.
Cristie took Joe to his first banjo lesson last night. He's got a cool rental instrument here at home now, and unlike other instruments that will go unnamed (cello, violin), I don't mind at all listening to him practice. I guess any banjo is music to my ears. He's really excited. He wants to progress to the point where he can play with Sam, Dave and me. Who knows, maybe we'll hit the road. "The Carter Family Redux."
Anne, I'm sending you an e-mail inviting you to the blog, so check your inbox.
Hi everyone,
All is well in the Brasher household. Doug just took off for Alaska today for the next 10 days. I will really miss him, but I'm happy he can go and hope he has a great time.
Abby is doing great in first grade, she comes home each day singing some pop song that she's learned or doing a cheer. It's amazing how much kids pick up from other kids. She's playing soccer every Saturday morning and is real cute to watch. She starts out each game kicking the ball in the wrong direction. I'm taking her to the dentist this afternoon. She's got a cavity and is getting her front tooth pulled so the new one that's growing in the roof of her mouth can hopefully move forward. She's going to make me want to smile every time I see that cute grin.
Gracie is doing great. She started pre-school this week and was so, so excited. Her teacher said she is a great listener which leaves Doug and I to wonder why she doesn't share this talent at home.
Carter keeps us all busy. He's talking more and more and is a lot of fun. I love age 2.
I'm poking out more and more. With the cool weather we've had the last couple of day's I realized that it's time for me to get some maternity clothes. I hate spending money on stuff that I just don't feel or look cute in. I guess that's why I put if off for so long.
I love you all - I'm glad to hear Katie, Danny and the boys are doing so great and that the Fair was a great success this year. I love this time of year. Talk to you all soon. Alison
All is well in the Brasher household. Doug just took off for Alaska today for the next 10 days. I will really miss him, but I'm happy he can go and hope he has a great time.
Abby is doing great in first grade, she comes home each day singing some pop song that she's learned or doing a cheer. It's amazing how much kids pick up from other kids. She's playing soccer every Saturday morning and is real cute to watch. She starts out each game kicking the ball in the wrong direction. I'm taking her to the dentist this afternoon. She's got a cavity and is getting her front tooth pulled so the new one that's growing in the roof of her mouth can hopefully move forward. She's going to make me want to smile every time I see that cute grin.
Gracie is doing great. She started pre-school this week and was so, so excited. Her teacher said she is a great listener which leaves Doug and I to wonder why she doesn't share this talent at home.
Carter keeps us all busy. He's talking more and more and is a lot of fun. I love age 2.
I'm poking out more and more. With the cool weather we've had the last couple of day's I realized that it's time for me to get some maternity clothes. I hate spending money on stuff that I just don't feel or look cute in. I guess that's why I put if off for so long.
I love you all - I'm glad to hear Katie, Danny and the boys are doing so great and that the Fair was a great success this year. I love this time of year. Talk to you all soon. Alison
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