Sunday, October 23, 2011

Little T update

Little T's reflux seems to be abating.  We've taken Little T off of all the medications for it and he seems to be doing fine.  YET the tummy aches at night and gas pains were still happening.
Chad works with a lady who has Celiac disease (a form of Gluten intolerance).  And she mentioned that it sounded like he might have some of the symptoms.  One of the symptoms just happens to be GERD.  So we decided to take wheat and anything else with Gluten in it out of his diet.  I mean what's the worst that could happen?  Little T doesn't get to eat the roll he'd been craving?

Guess who hasn't had any tummy aches the last 3 nights? Guess who slept from 9-6:30 last night?  Yep, that's right Little T.  We still have the appointment at Primary's on the 8th of November.  So he will actually get tested and we'll see what's really going on.  But I'm just happy we're no longer pumping him full of drugs.  I'm happy that he's no longer miserable.  But I'm especially happy that I'm getting 6+ hours of solid sleep a night.  Did I mention I'm happy?

Up ALL Night and I wanted to be

On Friday afternoon I got a phone call from a girl that Chad works with.  She played volleyball at U of U for four years.  She and Chad had talked about volleyball and he had mentioned I liked to play and coach.
Her co-ed team needed a third girl to play in an all night tournament in Layton.  I told her I would love to.

It was great and our team got 2nd place.  So I walked away with a T-shirt and a brand new set of bruises.  No really this is what my arms looked like a day later. There's even one at the base of my hand. The picture isn't amazing but I literally have bruises on both arms from getting hit by volleyballs.  Thats what happens when you dig hits from men who hit very very very hard.   

I had a blast playing until 2:30 in the morning.  It would have been a lot more fun if I was even remotely in shape.  Seriously, I had the reflexes of a sloth.  But then again who has quick reflexes at 2 in the morning?  I doubt they will ask me to play again unless they're desperate. 

Also I've been asked to come and help coach a club team here in Roy.  I'm just helping hit balls in practice but it would be nice to be able to keep up with some 14 year old girls! that Little T is sleeping better I no longer have the excuses to not exercise.  I would love to lose 10-15 pounds and be able to play volleyball like a used to.  I would love to look like I haven't had 3 kids.  Wish me luck!

The Ice Cream and the Smurf boy

For Family Home Evening treats we went out for ice cream cones.  Mostly it was to get the kids out of the house so Chad could do a school presentation over Skype.  ( A presentation that never happened because someone went over their time significantly). 

Mooch decided he wanted to get the blue ice cream.  Clearly, he hasn't quite grasped the flavor concept yet.  Well this ice cream was smurf blue.  The saturation level of this ice cream was around 100%. We're talking VIBRANT blue.  He got his cone and went and sat down at the table.  As I'm paying I look over at Mooch and he looks like a clown with blue face paint all the way around his mouth.  So sad my phone was dead and I couldn't get a picture. 

But here is one AFTER I washed his face.

Helpful Mooch

Here are a few more "older" pictures.  Mooch was apparently trying to be helpful at my parents house.

the amount of concentration in this picture kills me

Helping Grandma make some raspberry jam. Don't mind the plethora of drugs next him.  This was during our "what is wrong with little T" stage of life.  Oh wait we're still in it.

Gone Fishin'

This is a few months old but I just now found the pictures on the camera. 

There is a Trout Farm in North Ogden.   I have quite a few memories of going there when I was younger.  Unfortunately for my children, Chad and I both hate fish.  I hate the smell of it, the texture of it, and the taste of it.  Occasionally I can choke down a tuna sandwich.  You get the point.  The only way my kids will get to go fishing is if someone else will be eating the fish. 

While my sister's and all their kids were here in August, My Dad took us all out to the trout farm.  The kids each got a turn or two to catch a fish.  The best way to catch a fish is to drop fish food in with the hook and hope one of them is dumb enough to bite.  Yep, it's chumming. 

Cowboy loved it and wanted to do it again and again.  Mooch on the other hand held the pole for 2 minutes and lost interest.  He wanted to walk around and look at the different ponds and fish. 

Sorry I left the date thing on the camera.  I know it takes away from the rustic masculinity of fishing.

the proud fisherman

watching fish

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Antelope Island

Now that Chad isn't going to school full time, we get to have a little free time every once in awhile.  Chad works 9 hours every day and so he gets every other Friday off.  Which is great!  We're able to get stuff done around the house and do something fun. We've decided that once a month we're going to go do a family activity and go out and explore where we live a little.

This past Friday, Cowboy didn't have school and it was Chad's off Friday.  So we made the best of it and decided to go to Antelope Island on the Great Salt Lake.  I grew up here in Northern Utah but have never actually been there.   It's about a 30 minutes drive from our house and for 9 bucks the whole family got to do something fun.  My Dad also has Friday's off so we invited my parents along on our little adventure.

We drove around the island for a little while in search of wildlife.  They have a few hundred buffalo, some antelope, coyote, and a lot of different types of birds.  We managed to see quite a bit of it.  I almost ran over the one coyote we saw.

Buffalo out on the lake bed.
Grandma watching buffalo with the boys.
Watching buffalo from afar.  Very afar.

We went on a little half mile hike up to the top of Buffalo point.  Chad had to carry the stroller in a couple of spots before we abandoned it all together on the side of the trail.  The boys practically ran up the hill as we chugged along behind them.

At the top of Buffalo point.
Mooch pointing at a buffalo.

At the top of our hike the boys declared themselves Kings of Antelope Island. It included a song and a dance and a lot of "oh yeah!"ing.

At the top of Buffalo Point.  There were a lot of cool big boulders.

Little T chilling at the Ranch on the south end of the island.  They've turned the Ranch into a little museum with a lot of old Farm equipment and other things.  The boys had fun running around and roping a fake calf.
As my Mom and I were walking around, Mom barely missed stepping on a snake.  I screamed like a little girl. Literally.

We had a fun day and definitely enjoyed our time together as a family.