He's OFF..

Picture this:

It's Sunday night (May 23d) at 8:30, Andy comes to me:

Andy: "Hey Babe, what do you think about me doing the Tri-athlon out at DayBreak?"

Me: "Umm sure, when is it?"

Andy (hesitantly looking around the room): "Saturday."

Me: "Okay, which Saturday?"

Andy: "Actually, next Saturday."

Me: "Like in 6 days Saturday?!?!? There's swimming right? You don't swim, do you?"

Andy: "Yes, yes, and yes I can swim. You ask so many questions and don't give me time to answer."

Me: "Don't change the subject. So let me get this straight, you're doing this whole thing without any sort of training, and you feel good about it?"

Andy: "Jess, don't worry it's just a sprint, I'm a big boy, I can handle it."

Me: "Okay, whatever, you better not die!"

So off he went 6 days later with the help of his coach/trainer/brother-in-law Travis off to do this thing. He was so excited, couldn't sleep the night before. But everything ended up going great.

Here he is just before it started.

Andy is the second from the right by the guy in the white shirt.
Andy's the one in the water with the orange cap!

He got out of the FREEZING cold water and couldn't see straight. Running up the incline to transition to his bike. I was so grateful that he didn't drown or cramp up.

Funny thing: The only way I could pick Andy out was by his Farmer's tan...Pasty white chest/tan face and arms...hahaha.

All geared up and ready to roll. At this point Logan recognized his dad, and started crying reaching out to him and screaming "DA-DA-DA!!!!"

(Andy's the one in the white!)

Comin' round the mountain...

Just kidding, making it back to drop off his bike for the run. Check out that cute little bum!

All smiles for the run, this was his strong point. Except that he said he couldn't feel his feet because they were so cold.

THE FINISH LINE:

He finished 41st out of all the sprinters.

Way to go 'A' we love you!

And a very special thanks to Travis for being Andy's coach, providing the biking gear, and everything else. For helping me with Logan, and being such a great guy.

And also to Trent-your picture taking skills were greatly appreciated, the cheering, and company as well. I couldn't have done this without you two!!!

You are the best brother's-in-law I could ever ask for!!!

Love you guys!

Used To-Be...

Not a summer goes by where my first thought isn't about summer nights in high school. With my little sister just graduating last week, I have done more pondering on the subject than I normally do. This year though, I have just had to laugh about it really. The twists and turns that your life takes, the 'maturity' that age and circumstances bring, the irony of life itself. I just I wanted to share a few of my 'thoughts':

I used to be the girl with 10 different kinds of lip gloss in her purse.
Now I have 1 lip gloss, a diaper for Logan (just in case), no $, but lots and lots of crumbs

I used to be the girl that only had to worry about: being tan, having fun, and if a certain someone liked me...
Now-I worry all the time about everything. Life, money, family, work, sleep, exercise, it's exhausting!

I used to be the girl that loved tight fitting clothes, and bikini's.
Now-the baggier the better, anything to cover up the extra stretched out baby skin, and bikini-what?!?

I used to be the girl that would stay up all night with her friends, laughing and talking about how wonderful life was going to be.
Now-I couldn't stay up all night if I wanted to...sleep is my FAVORITE thing.

I used to be the girl that dreamed about a tall, dark, and handsome guy, with crystal blue eyes coming to sweep me off my feet.
Now- I am married to the man of my dreams and he amazes me everyday. He tries to sweep but it always ends up in me getting hurt!

I used to be the girl to shy to ever say how I really felt.
Now-If you don't want to know the truth, then don't ask me. I am not afraid to be myself.

I used to be the girl that tried to please everyone.
Now-I realize that no matter what I do, it's impossible to please everyone. And not everyone is a very good friend in return.


My life is a little different than I always planned it would be, but it's happier than I ever could have imagined. I am so glad that I am not the same person that I was, I love the person that I've become. It's just funny how life works out, and doesn't work out all the same. You are who you are, and you should be proud of what you have become, and if your not, then change it!

ViVa LaS Vegas!

For our 4 year anniversary we took a little trip with some friends Tiffany and Ryan down to Las Vegas. It was our first trip without Logan...it was sad, but a lot of fun!
We stayed at the Wyndham Resort just south of the strip. It was a blast.

Andy and I at the Mirage.

Tiffany and I, the flowers in there were unbelievable!

We did a session at the St. George Temple. That was an incredible experience! That temple is beautiful, and has SO much history.

Jumping for joy! We were having so much fun. I felt like we were in high school again...scary I know :)

The place we stayed at had a Lazy River...I wish there was lazy river in my backyard!

We went and saw the Terry Fator show. He is the ventriloquist that won America's Got Talent. He was hilarious! For a Vegas show it was very clean, you could take your family to see it. It was so funny! Mom and Ashley, thanks for taking such good care of Logan for us while we were gone. Tiff and Ryan:aka Frank thanks for making our trip one that we will never forget!

HaTs-HaTs-HATS

Logan has always been a true boy through and through. He loves digging in the dirt, splashing in any water he can find, throwing anything that he can lift, and lately he is into wearing hats. He loves his daddy's hats best of all.

No matter how many walls he runs into, (and trust me there have been many.) Any chance he gets to put on a hat he takes. Big or small, beanie or ball. This guys loves, hats, hats, hats!

98%

If you ask most people they will tell you that Logan is 98% his dad all the way. I'm fine with that, because I love Andy. He is the most amazing person, so why wouldn't I want my son to be just like that? But every so often, the moments might be few and far between, I will catch him doing something just like me.

Most of the time, relaxing and taking it easy, are not words in his vocabulary. But lately when he's been quite, instead of putting decals on the walls, he has crawled up into his rocking chair and been reading a book. It makes me happy to think that he may be mostly his dad, but he has a little of me in him too!