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Time to catch up

  The time is flying by! The last month has been so eventful and if I don't take a minute to blog it all, I know I'll forget.
  The last thing I talked about was our big surprise, I've since had another appointment and baby seems to be doing great. My ultrasound is in a few weeks and although we won't be finding out the gender this time I'm excited to see that wiggly little munchkin and know that all is well.
  Toward the beginning of May, we finally threw in the towel with our pathfinder and sold it in hopes of finding a more reliable, family friendly, not such a lemon vehicle and I've never been so thrilled to wash my hands of such a burden. We are currently all squeezing into Russ' new little Subaru Impreza and looking for something that will better suit our family.
  Mothers day came next and we had decided not to do anything other than get a family pass to Thanksgiving Point, but a day or two before, we were wandering around Costco with plans to replace my broken steam mop when I was sucked in by the Vitamix demo people. (For those who don't know, a Vitamix is a fancy schmancy industrial grade could grind up an i pad kind of blender) Now I had been jonesing for this thing for quite a while but the hefty price tag was definitely a deterrent. Russ must have seen the longing in my eyes and after about 45 minutes of discussion he had worn down my better judgement and talked me into buying it... and voila, there was my mothers day present! I must admit, it was a good investment and has become my new favorite kitchen toy.
  May 29th was our 9 year anniversary so to celebrate, we treated ourselves to a bed and breakfast in Midway. It was called the Invited Inn and it was delightful, we stayed in a cozy little Victorian room with a HUGE jetted tub (which I took full advantage of), a sauna and steam shower. The next morning we were served a gourmet breakfast by the sweet old couple that own the place. After that, we went off to Park City for a day of shopping and enjoying some much needed time alone. I sure do love my kids but boy is it refreshing to have a bit of time without them!
  The kids are out of school now and we are all enjoying summertime. Ryler had a super cute preschool graduation and is now enjoying playing some summer soccer.
  Sometime during all of these exciting things, I was called to serve in the young women's, with much excitement and many reservations, I accepted the call and jumped right in. I am 3 weeks in and am serving with some wonderful ladies and am getting to know these awesome girls. Camp is in about a month and I can't wait for the adventure and all of the other wonderful things to come.
  Today is Fathers Day so last night we had a little celebration, Russ got the new 10 person tent he's been dreaming about since last year, and was thrilled about it, even though the boys ruined the surprise on Friday! I think my favorite part of the day was seeing my dads face when he opened the Niel Diamond tickets we had all pitched in for, I haven't seen him that excited in a long time. Him and my mom have always LOVED Niel Diamond so hearing his music always brings back my favorite childhood memories!
  Being Fathers Day, I just want to give a shout out to my amazing husband who gives real meaning to the word "dad", and to my dad who has always been there for me and is everything a grandpa should be for my kids. Most importantly, I must express my gratitude to my Heavenly Father who gives me trials that I don't understand and blessings that I don't deserve, but understands me better than anyone else and in my 33 years of life, has never let me down. I am more grateful than I can express.
 

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  1. I can remember listening to Neil Diamond at your house while growing up. Where does the time go? Congrats on your 9 year Anniversary.

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  2. Wow so much! I'm totally jealous of that blender... happy 9th anniversary...and well I just think you write so well. I love how you put things - you are funny and witty. Thanks for sharing your blog with me!

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