Saturday, May 30, 2009

Adventures in Moving...

So today started with a phone call, about 10 this morning, and it was from Todd's cell phone.
Guy: "Hi, this is Rick, and I am with the Gilbert Fire Department, I have your husband Todd here, and he has had an accident."
Me: "You mean like a car accident?"
Guy: "No, we are over at your residence, and he was trying to take a mirror off the wall, and it fell and gave him a really good cut down the side of his arm."
Me: "Are you being serious, or are you just joking?"
Guy: "No, ma'am, I am serious. He is in an ambulance, and is on his way to Maricopa Medical Center, do you know where that is?"
Me: "Why would he be going there? Banner Gateway is right there.
Guy: "They have some of the best hand and arm surgeons there, and he will probably need surgery to close the wound. You should probably go to the hospital, and meet him there. We don't want you to come over to the house, there is a lot of blood, and it looks really bad right now. We will clean things up as best we can, but you should go to the hospital."
So this guy gives me directions, but I am still freaking out a little--and part of me still thinks it might be a joke--that's what happens when your husband is always playing little jokes on you--it's like the boy that cries wolf you know. So I called my sister in law, who lives right down the street, and had her go and check it out, and sure enough--fire truck, and lots of blood, just like he said. So I went and got dressed, and left my kids in a rush, and drove out to meet him at the hospital. Do you want to know the worst thing?? When the guy was telling me about all the blood, all I was thinking was--"Holy crap--the new carpet just got put in YESTERDAY!!! Did he bleed all over my new carpet??" Isn't that the worst wife in the world? Man, I have some repenting to do!
So when I got to the hospital, this is what I found--Todd sitting up, smiling, talking to the nurse and giving him all the info. He looked just fine, and the wound was all bandaged up--but he was already on morphine, and feeling okay.

Then, the doctor comes in to remove the bandage and take a look at the wound. Todd was like, "make sure you get a picture--I want it to show people." I have to say, I wasn't prepared for what I saw. I am warning you now--if you have a queasy stomach, or can't handle the sight of blood--do not scroll down!!! The pictures don't even do it justice either because you have to know that there were some little arteries that kept shooting blood all over the place, plus the wound was gushing ALL OVER! It was all I could to to take these pictures and the smell about made me throw up. I can't believe that he had this HUGE gash in his arm and he wasn't sitting there screaming. I think I would have been a wreck--but not my Todd. There was another guy who had a little cut on his hand--and Todd let him have the gurney in the ambulance and just sat up on the bench--even though he lost a TON of blood on my lawn before they even left the house. He has a CRAZY tolerance for pain--and is SO tough that it amazes me. I think if he was the one having the babies, he would have just popped them out and said--"what was the fuss about?" Having said that--check out this gash:

Umm...yeah--that is almost down to the bone people! So they were able to tie off a few of the little arteries that he severed, and clean the wound after numbing it, and just stitched it up. Thank goodness he missed the muscle, and the major arteries, as well as the nerves in his arm. This could have been much worse! I am so grateful for thoughts and prayers that were sent our way today. I know that our Father in Heaven was watching over us today--and am so grateful that Todd is alive and well! He will be grateful as well, since he can't lift anything, and it will be me lugging the boxes all over the new house to unpack! Lucky dog! See--there is a silver lining! All this for a new improved bathroom! I'm so glad he's okay...Love you babe!

Monday, May 25, 2009

Moving On...

One of my most vivid childhood memories was from the 1st grade. I was 6 years old when my best friend, Veronica, moved away to a new state. I wasn't quite sure where it was she was moving, all I knew was that I would probably never see her again, and it broke my little heart. I remember so clearly the day that she left, I broke into tears as soon as I got home from school, and I couldn't quit crying the whole rest of the day. My mom reassured me that I would have other friends, but somehow in my mind, there would never be another friend like Veronica. It seemed like my little world was coming to an end.
Flash forward to the 8th grade, when my parents informed me that we were moving from the town that my dad taught school in, the little town I had lived in for my whole life, Pima, Arizona--down the road 2 miles, to Thatcher--our mortal enemy in sports, and life. People from Pima didn't hang with people from Thatcher. Those people were snobby, and stuck up, and rotten. I can remember having the same reaction of despair, and crying myself to sleep for many, many nights in a row upon hearing the news. Again, my world was crashing down around me, and there was nothing I could do, I was helpless in the situation. It didn't end up turning out so bad. It took awhile, and I resisted it, but I did make wonderful friends, and I still have friends from Pima, that I keep in touch with today.
Last night, Emie's friends had a surprise party for her (thanks girls)! It was so much fun for her, but when she got home, I could see that look of despair that I have seen so often in my own life. The look like, why are my parents making me do this? Why do I need to go somewhere else, when finally I feel comfortable with who I am, and what I want to be? Sometimes, change is hard! They all wrote her a sweet list of things that they love about her, and they were all so encouraging to her, and so kind. They are the best bunch of girls, and I am so grateful to them for sticking with her, and being good friends, and good examples for her. Seeing her heart break like that was hard, knowing that she doesn't want to say goodbye, and I am forcing her to make this change.
Erin has a great group of girls she is leaving behind, and Abby has asked me so many times, "Why are we moving?" She doesn't think because we got a great deal on our dream home is a good enough reason to move her from the neighbors (who have pretty much adopted her) she loves. Joshua isn't really upset yet, but he also hasn't woken up to find that Logan isn't right across the street anymore, and Adam and Max won't be coming over to swim today. I'm not sure if he knows what's in store for him just yet. Man, are we gonna miss that posse of boys! We love those little guys--trouble and all!
Parents make lots of decisions that are hard for kids to swallow. Sometimes, it can be as simple as your mom asking you to change an outfit that doesn't match, or switching you from a junk food diet to a healthy one. It's hard, because as a kid, you don't have a choice in the matter. I think for the most part, that parents don't mean to ruin your life, or make things hard on you, I think most parents care deeply about their children's feelings, and want them to be happy. The fact is, it's hard to move. I know that-- we have done it many times. The hardest thing, is when it's not your choice, and you have to do it anyway. I have done that too, and I want my kids to know that I understand their feelings. It will be okay, I promise you. If you feel like crying, that's okay too, it's normal and natural to be afraid of change, even to resist it. There will be times when you miss your friends, and you miss your old house, and you miss your old ward. I will have those times as well. I also want you to know that we are not expecting you to leave those things all behind...if you get homesick for a friend, we can invite them over. You can call them, use facebook, and other things to keep in touch. That's the nice thing about moving across town, instead of across the country! Yes, things will be hard for awhile--but sometimes we have to make it through hard things. Believe me, life is full of hard things! I know you will be okay--because you're tough, you always have been! Please let me know when you are feeling sad, or unsure--I really do want to help. Yes, change is hard, but if you stay positive, and trust in your Father in Heaven, you can make it through anything. You guys are awesome. I love you! Mom

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Erin's Promotion...

6th grade promotion was right after Kindergarten promotion, so we was able to get a great seat to see Erin! We are so proud of Erin for her hard work this year, and being on the honor roll every semester. She was able to earn the President's Academic Fitness award--and got a pin and a certificate signed by Barack Obama! Erin is always trying to tell us that she isn't smart--but we're onto you sis...we know you're smart! She graduated with a sweet group of friends, and it was such a fun day. I had to sit through yet another sweet slide show with baby pictures, and then their pictures now and try to now BAWL out loud, with all the sappy music playing. I just can't believe how time flies. Another friend was blogging about heart wrenching moments with your children--and wanted warnings--so here you go! Man, 12 years has flown by so fast! We went to eat at Crackers with a group of friends and parents afterward. We love you Erin--and we're so proud that you're our daughter! You go girl! You're halfway there sister--only 6 more years! BTW--doesn't she look amazing! Thanks to Kelsey for coming early in the morning to do her hair--and to Karin for the gorgeous necklace--(that I'm gonna steal :)--love you guys!Nice Dresses huh?

Kindergarten Graduate!

Joshua graduated from Kindergarten on Thursday, and looked so handsome! He has had such a great year--and a great beginning to his school career! Thank you so much Mrs. Heinrick! This has been a hard year for this special teacher--she was getting ready to retire this year after 30 years of teaching, when her husband passed away suddenly. It was such a tragedy for the school and the community. Mr. Heinrick was also a substitute teacher, and all of the kids just loved him so much. She was able to come back in and finish out the year with a positive attitude, and a smile on her face, even though I know inside her heart must've been broken. I am so grateful for good teachers! Joshua, we are so proud of you buddy--you are reading like a pro, and your writing has really improved a ton this year! You are always well behaved in class, and that makes mom and dad so happy when your teachers tell us that you are a great kid! We love you so much dude! Here's to only 12 more years!

My Birthday! YAY!

Okay--so if 40 is the new 50, and 30 is the new 20--what the heck is 35? Ugh... I am feeling closer to 40 than 30 now! Yikes! Emie had a CD in her room that said "oldies" on it, so I ask her what music it is--and she says, "You know, old stuff like Bon Jovi and Van Halen, stuff like that." Oh my gosh--that does it--I am OLD! I did have a great birthday this week, and the kids were so great to me, and Todd was so nice, he took me to lunch AND dinner! Nothing like eating out twice in one day (to make you fatter that is...)! We went out to Bellagio's for dinner, the first time we had been there. It was really yummy--we just got their pizza. I loved the BBQ chicken, and the Chicken Pesto pizza---YUM! After dinner we ordered a chocolate chip cookie a la mode, just ONE for all 7 of us, and I'm telling you the waitress put it down and it was off to the races. We were digging into that thing so fast, everyone trying to get as many bites in as they could before one minute was GONE! Seriously--I'm not kidding--ONE MINUTE! A couple of times I even had a bite on my spoon and it got taken by someone before I got it up to my mouth! It was delicious--all two bites I got of it! Thanks guys for a fabulous, fun birthday! Love you!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Her Favorite Book...

Just another little post about my Ashlie--she has a new favorite book. She carries it with her everywhere these days, and sits in the back seat "reading" it. What book is it? Her little mini Book of Mormon. How cute is that? She tells me, "Jesus wants me to read this because there's stories about him in here." You're right Ashlie--he does want you to read that! What a sweet girl. She even has a little makeshift book holder in the car for it! Have I mentioned how much I love this girl???

Ashlie's Preschool Graduation!

Ashlie graduated from preschool on Tuesday--and this is the first time I have had a minute to blog. Actually--I don't have a minute, I have a million things I need to be doing--but I have lots of blogging to do, and no time! We are so proud of Ashlie. She was so proud sitting there with her friends, and she is such a ham in front of the camera, that you can't help but to snap a million pictures! I had so much fun getting her all dolled up--her and Abby are the first girls that are really girly, and love to be dressed up and get their hair done. I have had so much fun with them! I can't wait to put these little graduation pictures side by side with her high school graduation pictures and see how much (or how little) she has changed! I am learning that time will be here before we know it! Love you Ashlie!
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