Looking better every day!

Looking good!

Public Service Message about wearing your helmet.

This is from the day before he came home from the hospital.
His dad asked him some questions.
He looks much MUCH better today.
It's been a ROUGH week.

Bike and concrete versus brave teenage boy.

Getting stable in the ER

Getting ready to clean abrasions.

Getting ready for ambulance ride to Primary Children's Hospital.

Waking up after having a full nights sleep, the day after coming home from the hospital.

  

PRICELESS.

IF...

I didn't mean to lie but here I am posting; at 2 am, no less.
He is doing much better than Monday BUT certainly not great.
I awake to all his alarms and all his moans; therefore, I have not had much sleep but I wouldn't want to be anywhere else other than in last week with the ability to change events and know this wasn't going to happen. But it Did happen and no matter how much I wish for it not to be so, it IS and I can't do anything to bring back time and fix it. So, I am here, snatching bits of sleep and trying to give comfort, when I can, and watching.
The I-pad (don't hate me---it was a gift) doesn't allow me to post pictures (as far as I can tell). Jeff took some pictures in the ER telling him, that "chicks dig scars" but they make me very sad.
I wish I could have bubble wrapped him from head to toe.
IF it could have stopped this.
IF...,

And so it goes...

I can't post for awhile. i'm with my 16 year old son in the hospital. He has a broken nose, both sides, broken cheek bone, broken orbital bone, broken C6 spinous process and multiple skin abrasions.
Bike accident.
CRazy!
I told you life was risky.
As he was lying on the concrete, face down, bleeding heavily from his nose and face, he asked, "how much air did I get?"
Teenagers.

Curious, Playful, Happy, Cute, Loving, Fluffy, Silly, Little Puppy.

I can't bring myself to get him a haircut.

Yet.

I just LOVE his crazy hair.

He is one HAPPY little puppy.

He makes me smile AND giggle.

He is just THAT cute.

Enter at own risk.

We picked up Davis's bike from the bike shop.

He wanted to go to the skate board park and ride.

So, we went.

And he did.

And he wore his helmet.

He had the place all to himself.

Happy.

Life is Risky.

I had another biopsy on Tuesday.

The last one was a whole year ago

(which luckily was negative,

which means good).

Fifth biopsy since 

December of 2008

(which is the one that

showed Melanoma).

I haven't heard the result yet.

Most likely it will be good.

But it scares me just a little,

each time.

 

The best Limeade. Ever.

This is Simply

the best Limeade.

I have something to say...

Don't be afraid of hard work.

It often takes a lot 

of time and hard work

to get what you want. 

 Remember,

that we had four children

by the time we bought our first house.

Then, we moved again 

and had to rent, again.

Then, we worked some more 

and then we bought a tiny 3 bedroom house 

(with four children).

Then, we moved again

had to wait some more

and 

then, we finally moved into the house we have now.

We will have our 25th wedding anniversary 

in 6 months

(and we aren't even close 

to having it all

or 

having accomplished it all

or

having it all together).

It takes time

and a lot of hard work 

for all of it.

Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls

and looks like work.

~Thomas Edison

The only thing that ever sat its way to success

was a hen.

~Sarah Brown

No body drowned in his own sweat.

~Ann Landers

If a man is called a streetsweeper, 

he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted,

or Beethoven composed music,

or Shakespeare wrote poetry.

He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven

and Earth will pause to say,

Here lived a great streetsweeper 

who did his job well.

~Martin Luther King, Jr.

Man stands for long time 

with mouth open before roast duck flies in.

~Chinese Saying

Doors don't slam open.

~John M. Shanahan

(The) dictionary is the only place 

that success comes before work.

Hard work is the price we must pay for success.

I think you can accomplish anything

if you're willing to pay the price.

~Vince Lombardi

Thrifted.

I really need to clean my windows.

On Saturday I went to a few yard sales.

At one: I bought the pink box for $2.

Although it was actually white when I bought it

and Saturday night I spray painted it.

At another place I got:

The Lane wood box for 50 cents

and a magazine for 10 cents.

Which obviously comes to 60 cents.

I gave the 20 something year old

(she could have been 30).

$1.00.

She said, "Is that 30 cents change?"

I could have laughed

or cried

but I kindly said

"40 cents,

thank you".

True story.

Craft room in progress.

I thought of painting things white.

But I don't want to change the day bed.

And it would be a lot of work.

So, I thought of spray painting just a few items.

Pink.

So, I did.

Saturday night at around 10:00 to 11:00.

Bambi has a twin!

I looked out our Sunroom windows

and look what I saw!

Twins!

So adorable!

I gasped

then I ran for the camera!

Alaska boy and girl.

The Alaska kids moved again.

They are having one adventure after another.

Aren't they cute!

I really miss them!

The Grotto.

I took the boys to The Grotto.

Davis's cousin is 6 ft 8 inches and 17 years old.

He is a teddy bear of a kid.

He is so good to Davis.

 The Grotto

is an oasis of a place

in Payson Canyon.

Beautiful!

I have something else to say...

I just came back from a funeral 

for a young 31 year old father of 

a little boy and sweet girl.

In a moment of despondency

he took his own life.

My heart aches for his family.

At the funeral that we attended on Monday,

one of the sisters

read a verse from 

the beautiful song

I Know That My Redeemer Lives.

I've been thinking about it ever since.

He lives to grant me rich supply.

He lives to guide me with his eye.

He lives to comfort me when faint.

He lives to hear my soul's complaint.

He lives to silence all my fears.

He lives to wipe away my tears. 

He lives to calm my troubled heart.

He lives all blessing to impart.

Here's the last verse:

He lives! All glory to his name!

He lives, my Savior, still the same.

Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:

"I know that my Redeemer lives!"

He lives! All glory to his name!

He lives, my Savior, still the same.

Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives.

"I know that my Redeemer lives!"

I have something to say...

We have our nephew over this week.

We went to the movies yesterday

and then went to see 

Bridal Veil Falls.

My camera phone wasn't working well

and this is the mountain across 

from the falls.

I went to a funeral on Monday

of a sweet, fun loving 16 year old.

Davis was very brave

to sing with the other young men.
"We'll Bring the World His Truth".

I was SO very proud of him.

I can't remember the last time he

stood up in front of a church.

It really has been that long.

But he's been touched by 

his friends death

and wanted to do this 

for him.

He was so very nervous 

and was sick to his stomach

and couldn't stay for the rest of

the funeral.

But I think it was enough

from him.

I'm still so very proud of him

as he sang his pounding heart out.

Here is a poem from the funeral

that touched me very much.

Our Greatest Fear

It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant,

gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that 

other people won't feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the 

glory of God that is within us.

It's not just in some of us;

it's in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,

we unconsiously 

give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear, our presesnce

automatically liberates others.

~Marianne Williamson

Thrifted.

We were late to the yard sale

and they were putting this away.

$1.00

Yes. ONE dollar!

Then there was a storm

with hail and everything.

So, now it is even

dirtier.

It needs to be fixed.

Really.

It's going to be cute!