Glitches

I'm having a little bit of a rough day. I went to the doctor today for my first ultrasound. The baby looked fine, the heartbeat was great..... But they told me I'm really due 12 days later than originally calculated.... Seriously? February 9th is already really far away..., now my new due date is February 21st. Not the kind of thing a pregnant woman wants to hear. Anyways, here's a picture of the little bean. Although it's not even quite big enough to resemble a bean yet. More like a grain of rice. It's the little white smudge the arrow is pointing at.

And I can't believe I almost forgot. Another glitch we found out in the ultrasound. I have a cyst on one of my ovaries. And it's filled with blood. Super... The doctor said it wasn't a huge deal, but they want to keep an eye on it to make sure it goes away instead of growing. Small bright side, I get to have another ultrasound at my next appointment in 4 weeks. I love ultrasounds :)

And it's been almost a whole month of potty training Carrie so far. A week or two ago, I was trying to reassure Justin that it takes kids a long time to FULLY grasp the idea and be 100% trained. I don't know though. I think I was fooling myself a little. It's getting old. It's like we skipped a step somewhere in the process, but we don't know what. It's almost clicking. But almost doesn't clean up the messes. I do.

I'm feeling tired and hormonal. I regret that I haven't been teaching piano lessons for the past 6 years. What a waste. I made decent money in High school teaching, but since moving away for college, I've moved 8 times. Eight. I'm mostly lazy, but my excuse is that I haven't been able to establish a good base for gathering students. And now the economy is lame and people don't want to fork out $50 a month for their kid to learn to play the piano.

Speaking of a lame economy, Justin has been hard at work looking for a job. He still has his Job at the University of Phoenix, and we're BEYOND grateful for it. It has provided for our family very well the last year and a half; even allowed me to be a full time stay-at-home-mom, but it's getting old. He's on the phone all day calling people who don't want to talk to him, working with people who don't understand what it means to be a grown-up, and mostly, just isn't doing what he wants to be doing.

He had a great job interview last week that sounded really interesting and promising. (To tell you the truth, I don't remember what it was about) The downside was, training was completely unpaid. They basically told him he needed to have 3 months worth of savings to live off of until he started to make money. Unfortunately, we don't have the luxury of that much savings. I wish. And so the job hunt continues.

On days like today when I'm feeling low, I try to remember to count my blessings. Although I don't think I can count that high....

Snoozed....

This morning we were trying to hurry to be ready for church in time, especially since I got a phone call last night reminding me I was playing the organ today. I had already showered, but I knew Carrie really needed a bath before we left. This is how the conversation went when I went into her room to wake her up.

Me: (Sneaking around the room getting her clothes ready for the day, not sneaky enough, Carrie wakes up) "Good Morning Sweetie!"

Carrie: ............. (with lazy eyes and a slightly grumpy look)

Me: "How did you sleep?"

Carrie: "Hmmmpppffff......" (rolls over to hide her face from me)

Me: (walks over to sit on her bed and rub her back) "It's time to get up and get ready for church."

Carrie: (picks her face up out of the pillow and glares at me) "Mommy. Get. Out." (Re-plants face in pillow)

Me: "OK sweetie, you can sleep for a couple more minutes. I'll come back." (What I'm really thinking is, "WHAT THE?!?!?!, Did my toddler just snooze me?!")

This behavior is faaaar to teenaged for my taste! What a drama queen! Good thing it was cute!

Bzzzzz......... Stung!

We were invited to come along with some friends to the pool this morning. Some of the kids had their last day of swimming lessons and I wanted to check out the teacher and see if she was offering a second session. We swam with the littler kids while the older ones were having their lessons.

After lessons were over, we spent a few more minutes playing in the pool, and noticed a bee floating in the water close to us. Some of the kids were scared, so I tried to grab a scoop of water and fling the bee out of the pool. It didn't work. And I. Got. Stung.

I've never been stung by a bee before, so I wasn't really sure what to expect. I learned quickly though, that it's called a sting for a reason; it really stung! Right after I tried to fling it out, but got stung instead, we noticed 3 other half dead bees sitting by the edge of the pool. We decided this was the tipping point at the end of our swimming trip and it was time to go home.

As we were drying off and gathering our things, it started to throb and ache. I know very little about bee stings, but I thought I remembered it being important to get the stinger out. I didn't want to do something wrong though, so I left it until we got home.

After googling it, I learned that the point of getting the stinger out quickly is to prevent venom from continuing to seep into the skin in the first few minutes. Which I did not. My hand got a teeny bit puffy about an inch around the sting, but other than that, the pain subsided significantly after only a few minutes and now it's completely gone.

The worst part? In all of our hullabaloo, we forgot to ask the teacher if she was teaching a second session that we could sign Carrie up for. At least we had a fun morning swimming with friends.

On the positive side, I was trying to get Carrie to blow bubbles and kick her feet, and she did pretty well. I think with a few swimming lessons she'd be swimming champ in no time!

Now, some semi-old pictures (two weeks ago-ish) that I just forgot to post.

This has become Carrie's swimming hair-do. Diagonal part, two french braids. It keeps her hair out of her face, is super cute, and pretty easy to do if I turn on Mickey Mouse first ;)

Bundled up pool-side

Laying out, catching some rays

Jamming out on Guitar Hero.

Just plain being cute. I'm not sure what it is, but I think she looks so grown up in this picture. Kind of makes me wonder what she'll look like in 5 years, 10 years, 20 years etc....

Are You Ready? One.. Two.. THREE!!!

Are you really ready?.... Are you sure?...... OK, here goes.....

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WE'RE HAVING ANOTHER BABY!!!

WOOHOO!! BABY #3 IS ON IT'S WAY!!

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A fun little story: Justin's family figured it out on their own so we didn't get to tell them in a fun way. We were on our family reunion trip when we found out. I had purposely not taken a pregnancy test with me to force myself to be patient and wait until we got home. It didn't work. Early Saturday morning, I got too antsy and said we needed to go to the store to get a test. We were all double parked so we needed to move Justin's sister Alysha's car. When she asked what we needed at the store, I guess I didn't fib well enough with "Ummmm, I'll tell you later".

As soon as we got back from the store, I took the test and it was positive, Hooray!! Immediately, when I went upstairs Alysha and Danielle called me over, cornered me and asked, "Are you pregnant?"... I couldn't lie..... So I told them. And I told Justin I had told them, so somehow when he was talking to his other sister, Brooke, he told her. And as Brooke put it, it was the elephant in the room. Somehow, nobody said anything, but EVERYBODY knew!

I swore them all to secrecy for two whole weeks though, so we could do THIS:

I wanted to do something fun to tell someone! I made a t-shirt for my dad for Father's Day from all the grandkids. Even the one they didn't know about yet. (See the tiniest handprint with a ? in it?) We had my whole family gathered and as he unwrapped the shirt, one by one we could tell by their faces who was figuring it out.

I'm due February 9th, 2012. (Which means right now I'm 6 1/2 weeks along) I haven't been to the doctor yet, but I know exactly how they calculate due dates. I'll bet myself $5 I'm right on....

We're so excited to have another little one coming into our family soon! And on a side note, I've been randomly asking Carrie for the past two weeks if this baby is a boy or a girl, brother or sister. Every time, she's answered girl/sister.... We'll see if she's right!

Bring On the Playtime!

What a fun day we've had! Last night and this morning, Justin reffed some summer league high school basketball games. He's wishing he hadn't spent so much time on the treadmill at the gym at work on Friday because his knee is bothering him now, but that's the price of "old age". (I'm just kidding honey, you're not old by any means!! Well, except maybe the fact that you go to bed at 8:30, but that doesn't count)

This morning we got to go to a birthday party for Carrie's friend Shea. It was at the Gilbert Splash pad and the kids had a blast! Everyone got a plastic cup to play in the water with. Carrie liked to put it on top of the sprayers when no water was coming up, turn and run like she'd just dropped a grenade and turn back around just in time to see the water squirt up and pick her cup off the ground!
There were plenty of kids there, I just happened to catch this picture when all the other kids were out of view. I thought it was a little bit artistic. Maybe I'm just silly...
We ate popsicles, juice boxes and rice crispies as part of the celebration. We were definitely sun-tired by the time we got home.

So after a little afternoon nap (which was VERY forced by mommy and daddy), we all went out to OrganStop Pizza! As we discussed as a family, we figured out it's been 10 years since we've been here. TEN YEARS! How? I don't know, but I passed it on the way home from the birthday party and thought, "Oooo, Carrie would LOVE that place!" So Grandma and Grandpa treated us to yummy pizza and awesome entertainment.
Carrie's favorite was the employee dressed as a storm trooper. It was incredibly random, and as I'm thinking about it now, I wonder if it was really an employee or just a very bored person trying to make a Saturday night more interesting. But anyways, it stood on the staircase all night dancing along with the organ songs; Which were INCREDIBLE, by the way!
Grandpa took Carrie for a "walk" around the place after we ate. She was so excited to wave to us from the balcony!

My Ode to Dads

Happy Father's Day weekend everyone! Since the weekend will be full of family activities, I thought I'd do an early appreciation post for the Fathers in my life.

First of all, most obviously, there's my own dad. I remember him scooping us ice cream, telling us jokes, and just being overall awesome as I was growing up. He is an even "awesomer" grandpa. Almost always, the first thing Carrie asks for when we come to my parents' house is for grandpa to take her to the park. And he does. Sometimes for hours at a time. I'm sure if I took her, after about 20 minutes, I'd get antsy and make her come home, but he doesn't. They play for.ev.er....

Sadly, I never really "ran to him" when I had a problem as a teenager, but I realize now I should have. Our personalities are very alike. Our brains work the same way. I LOVE that I inherited his creativity. For example, we both love drawing up house blueprints, just for fun. We love playing brain games that challenge our ability to think outside the box. One of my favorite memories with my dad from high school is him helping me add sleeves to my Winter Formal dress Junior year. That's right. Not my mom, my dad. He has the ability to take the picture in his brain and make it happen in real life. I only wish I had inherited his singing voice, because it's absolutely beautiful. I love to hear my dad sing!

(Me and my daddy on the day I graduated college in December 2007)

Then there's Justin's dad. It's taken a few years, but when we're all together, I just call him dad too. I've only known him for a little over 5 years, but he's always been great. He always has good advice, but respects our space and lets us make our own decisions. He is so incredibly knowledgeable about the church that I occasionally feel like I haven't learned anything in all my years of Primary and Sunday School. He has fantastic integrity and is always looking out for his family's best interest. And I've never seen a Papa get down on the floor and play with his grandkids as much as Earl does. If the kids are around, he's playing with them, and strangely, it usually involves some kind of growling.... ;)

(Me and Earl on my college graduation day) ** Sorry for the old pictures, sadly they're the only ones I could really find of me with each of them!

And finally, where do I begin on this guy?First of all, oober hot picture, just sayin'...... Moving on. To me, Justin is the most important Father I know. Without him, I wouldn't be a Mother. Therefore, he gets 1st place.

Justin is so incredible with Carrie. He'll tickle her, swing her upside down, and throw her in the air (wow, that actually sounds a little "violent", but anyways, she LOVES it!) Anytime she hears the air conditioner kick on, she thinks it's the garage, gets excited and screams, "DADDY'S HOME!!" I feel bad having to tell her daddy won't be home for a few more hours, but it makes it even better when I can say, "YES! That IS the garage!" :) He helps me stay calm when I'm about to lose my cool. He reminds me that our little family is the most important thing in the whole world to him.

He goes to work every single day because he knows that's his job. And obviously, yes, it's his vocation-job, but that's not what I mean. He realizes that his role in life is to provide for our family and be a strong Priesthood leader in our home. I know he doesn't like waking up early and sitting at a desk on the phone all day, but he still does it. I'm sure he doesn't enjoy taking out the garbage or mowing the lawn (especially when it's HOT outside!), but he still does it. I know being "the grown-up" man responsible for a family can be stressful, but he still does it. And he's terrific at it.

We make a pretty good team. When we found out about Brigham's birth defect (months before he was born), we banded together even more. Our marriage was strengthened through that trial, where others could have easily crumbled. He has been such a support to me for as long as I've known him.

One night when we were brand-newlywed he said, "Sweet dreams my Queen" at bedtime, and he's said it every night since. He told me early on in our relationship that he has reserved the word "gorgeous" for me. There will never be any other person, or thing (including pickup trucks ;) ) that will ever be gorgeous. It's my word. And I LOVE that. He makes me feel special, even when I feel awful. He makes me laugh. He makes me smile. And very often, he makes me swoon.

I AM SO BLESSED to have so many wonderful Fathers in my life! HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!

Growing Up

Carrie's getting so grown up! First of all, potty training is going great! We're still working on the #2 part, but she's got #1 down! Even in just the last couple of days she's made huge progress in being the "instigator" of potty trips. Rather than me constantly asking her and taking her, she tells me she needs to go, so we go. It's awesome! This picture shows how she taught herself to reach the sink to wash her hands. It's adorable, but only because I'm standing right by her making sure she doesn't slip :)

Sometimes growing up is hard to do.... For mommy. Carrie is pretty much done with naps. Ever since the binkies have gone away, so has naptime. She'll nap maybe twice a week. If I'm lucky. Therefore, we have started "quiet time". During her normal naptime in the afternoon, we'll go into her room, turn on only a lamp, not the overhead light and do quiet activities like puzzles or read an exorbitant amount of books. Occasionally, quiet time will end in a nap, but so far we have a losing record... I'm hopeful, however, that if we keep up with quiet time, she'll maybe get back into the swing of naps; at least ever other day.
And randomly, because it was so cute.... Last night I woke up around midnight and went to take Carrie in to the bathroom. In the dark, I almost passed right by her though. The loft is between our room and her room, and sometime in the night, she decided to go sleep on the couch. It was so cute. And luckily, she did not "pee the couch" (you know, like "pee the bed"?.....) Actually, she's only peed the bed twice in the two weeks we've been at potty training. Keep it up Carrie!

Princess Overload!

Since our DVD of Cars has been scratched beyond watchability, Carrie has moved on to a few other movies. Stuck in a tie for her favorite are Sleeping Beauty, which usually sounds like "Sleeping Booty" and The Little Mermaid, which she likes to call "Ari-rel"

Because she watches them sooooo much she's starting using movie quotes in her daily conversation. My favorite is if she's frustrated and not getting something she wants, she'll lay her face in her hands and start very quietly crying, more like the weepy breathing sound. She'll then whisper, "Just go away".......

Maybe I've just seen the movie too recently, but does that scene sound familiar? Ariel after King Triton blows her "collection" to smithereens?....

Moving on to a new side of this topic, I admit, I've become lazy and let the TV babysit her. All. Day. It's really easy when she asks for it, bounces up and down while I'm putting in the DVD and then happily plops down on her stomach, chin in hands, to watch the whole thing intently.

I think it's moved from fun activity to a "must" in her day. Therefore, I have declared today "No Movie Day". Carrie has already asked to watch "Ari-rel" at least twice. I told her we can color, play puzzles, read books, play games, play the piano,...... Anything. As long as we don't turn on the TV. I hope I have the patience to make it last. Wish me luck.

Sweet Motherhood

Tonight when I told Carrie it was time for bed, she wasn't happy with me. She whined, squirmed in my arms when I picked her up, and basically demonstrated the perfect example of a tired two year old.

I thought of something that might calm her down and asked if she wanted to see Brigham's horsey. It's the little rocking horse snow globe my grandma gave to us when Brigham died. When you turn the music box on, it plays "Hush Little Baby" while the horse slowly spins in a circle. I told her we'd listen to the horsey, but then it was time for bed.

While the music box was playing I was glancing around our "Brigham Wall" in our room that has some pictures, hand prints, a statue etc. in memory of him. I started to miss him terribly. But then I realized, it almost wasn't even like I was missing him, I just wanted to miss him. I feel like our time with him was so short that it's hard to remember much anymore. My live memories are fading fast. The things I remember when I think of him are only what I've seen in the pictures we took. And I hate it. It's feels like it was a wonderful, horrible dream....

When the music stopped playing, I took Carrie into bed and she asked me to lay by her. When I lay next to her in bed, I can see both her, and her picture of Brigham on her shelf at the same time. I started to silently cry. It wasn't silent for very long though.

When Carrie caught on that I was crying she asked, "Mommy, what happened?"

I told her, "I'm just sad. I miss baby Brigham"

And the perfect, amazing, sweet little angel she is, started patting my arm and saying, "It's ok Mommy, It's ok...."

Then came the part that made me smile through my tears. She said, "Here Mommy, you can have my B" I'm sure she was thinking, "This always makes me feel better when I'm sad"

It was a wonderful moment and it only got better when she rolled over, scooted into me so she was the little spoon, reached behind her until she found my arm, wrapped it around her and held my hand.

I don't think any other Mother has ever been so blessed. I have one angel in Heaven and one on Earth.

All By Herself!

Another quick potty update (don't you love it?!)

This morning Carrie had a little #2 accident and we had just finished getting her cleaned up in the bathroom. Justin and I were getting ready for the day and Carrie ran back into the bathroom from our bedroom and announced, "I WENT PEE PEE!"

Immediately we both though, "Oh no.... time to go clean up another mess....."

So we asked her, "Ok... Where did you go pee pee?"

She ran into our bedroom and pointed to her little pink toddler potty that was sitting in the corner.

***SIGH OF RELIEF!!!***

She felt the need, found the pink potty, and went all by herself!! We were so proud! Since she can't climb up to the big potty on her own (I need to get some stepstools) I've made sure the pink potty has been close by throughout the day and she's gone a couple more times on her own. It's nice to see the "training" taking effect. Ahhh, the simple joys in life :)

Success, Finally!

Potty Training is WELL under way!

The unofficial first time we tried was way back in November. Mostly just a test run to see if she might be ready before Brigham came. It didn't happen. And that was OK.

Then came the day after Valentines day. I thought, "Let's try this again." It lasted about a day and a half. With Carrie peeing through about 8 pairs of panties a day. She kind of got it, but not quite enough. And I didn't care enough to force it. So we waited again.

Off and on for the last several months Carrie has gone on the potty. But it's been as rare as once a week mostly. After this last weekend in New Mexico, where all her cousins were going on the potty, I decided to try it again.

And it clicked! Finally!

Monday I put her in panties and checked with/reminded her to go often. I seemed to always be catching it right at the right time and the day went very smoothly. Tuesday, my timing and her timing were off each other by about 10 minutes. All. Day. Long. It was awful! Every time I'd go to remind her, she would have just barely within the last couple of minutes peed her pants.

I felt set back, but tried to remind myself, it's only day two and she's still little. It's a process. She'll get it. We had a little potty training guide thingy that said, "Once you start, don't go back to diapers" (this made sense to me... until...) "even at bedtime."Uh oh.... that sounds messy...."

They made a good point though. Even though they're sleeping, they're still potty training. Still learning to recognize those muscles. So, We got a mattress protector and put her in panties to bed. I was scared. I had spare jammies and sheets ready and waiting. But I didn't have to use them! We took her potty right before she went to bed, then I took her when I randomly woke up at 2:45am and she stayed dry until morning!

As I'm thinking about it now, I think it was really good for her. She practiced using those muscles when she wasn't consciously thinking about it. When I checked on her in the middle of the night and she was dry, I was pleasantly suprised. I took her to the bathroom, set her on the toilet and whispered, "Ok Carrie, You're on the potty. You can go pee pee now." A few seconds later, she did! She whispered, "Mommy, I'm all done" and went straight back to sleep. She was unconsciously holding it and consciously letting it out. Which is exactly what the body does once it's fully potty trained.

And then Wednesday went off without a hitch! We went into town, saw a movie *Ramona and Beezus. Took me back to my childhood, it was great!*, and went to Hobby Lobby,where she had one teeny little half-accident, but I was prepared with a change of clothes. Other than that one little incident, she did fabulously! Today's been a little harder than yesterday, but overall I'm calling it a success. I've cleaned up a few accidents this week and the #2 thing is going to take a little more work than #1, but she's proving she's ready now and I'm feeling confident she'll have it down pat in no time! Our baby is turning into a big girl!

The Answer is "Pink"

It doesn't matter what the question is.

What color is that? -PINK
Where are you going? -PINK
Who is that? -PINK

Strangely enough, Carrie's obsession with pink is limited mostly to the word. She wears plenty of other colors, uses non-pink crayons, drinks from non-pink cups....

But the answer to any question lately is simply, "pink"

Unless the question is, "How old are you?" To which she answers, "I'm two sixteen!"..... Oy vei!

Greer Family Reunion!

We just spent a long weekend in Ruidoso, New Mexico with Justin's family. It was awesome! We were told we'd rented out a "cabin" for the few days.... Not so. It was a gorgeous 6 bedroom, 6 1/2 bath mansion, with a kitchen I coveted....

All three of Justin's sisters were there with their kids. We missed out on one Brother-in-Law who had to work at the last minute. Other than that though, EVERYONE was there! It's been a long time since that happened!

Logan, Liam, Savannah, and Carrie cuddled up watching Cars

Kind of a random picture, but it's mostly to show you how big and beautiful the house is (and a little messy by the time we played there for several days)

The dream kitchen. Mostly just the fridge (brushed stainless steel french doors with a freezer drawer....) Oh yeah, and the double ovens.

Friday night was possibly Carrie's first time trying to eat corn on the cob. Can you tell?

"Ohhh!! That's how you're supposed to eat it!"

Some of the family eating dinner (My favorite part of this pic though is my 14 year old niece Shylah showing sarcastic exhaustion from all the little kids constantly running around) ;)

Gigi Greer's swirly frosting birthday cupcakes, made by yours truly (there's a cookies and cream filling, oh so delicious!)

Happy Birthday Gigi!

Holy Deer! They came sooo close to the house! They weren't scared of us at all. It was awesome! Most nights we were there, a few would wander by in the evening.

Uncle Michael trying to feed one of the deer. (Can you believe how close it is?!)

Carrie and Savannah being cute. Carrie discovered a new favorite snack, apples. Technically it's not a new snack, but I usually slice it up first. She thoroughly enjoyed walking around for a whole hour slowly munching away at the whole thing though.

Out for an evening walk with cousin Ben.

Carrie and Savannah playing cards

Nana teaching them how the memory game is played. I wasn't actually around while they were playing, I'm not sure how well they did. I assume they did amazingly though ;)

Michael tried to feed both babies (Rugby and Bella) at once. That worked for all of 5 seconds.... Rugby's saying, "You eat it dad!"

On Friday we made a Wal-Mart run in town and bought Guitar Hero! We've wanted it ever since we got our Wii several years ago, but for one reason or another, had never gotten it. Justin had gone from, "Ehhh, I guess I'll play....." to, "Wow, I'm getting 97% on Medium, maybe I need to move to Hard!" This makes me very happy because I LOVE playing Guitar Hero, but Justin has always been reluctant. Now we can jam out together!

Saturday, we had planned to go into town to the community pool. It had a big slide and looked like a lot of fun. We got all loaded in the cars and not 10 seconds after pulling away from the house it started to HAIL! Really?! We decided it was probably a fluke weather system and would pass quickly. We kept on our drive down the "mountain" into town. By the time we got to the pool, it had stopped raining and wasn't even raining anymore. But the pool was closing for the day. There was lightning in the distance and they said it was too dangerous.

Instead, we headed down the street to a place called "Fun Trackers". It had mini-golf, go karts, bumper boats etc. We'd only been there for about 20 minutes when it started to rain again! Papa, Logan, Justin and I shivered under a tree on the 7th hole of the mini-golf course for about 15 minutes before we decided to give up. We ran through the rain to find the rest of the family.

They were huddled under an awning next to the go-kart track. After another 10 minutes of rain, it finally stopped and the employees got to work with giant leaf blowers drying off the track. In no time at all, we started playing again! It was a blast! A lot of people had left running when it started to rain, but I'm glad we stuck it out. The weather was warm and sunny the rest of the day!

Carrie rode with Nana on the bumper boats. And unfortunately, I don't have any other pictures from our time at Fun Trackers. :(

I do, however, have cute pictures of some of the kids! These are all the preschool/toddler aged kids. Liam, Savannah, Logan, Carrie and Ben.

Climbing on the bear statues outside the house

Saturday night we got a serious workout, either from dancing with the Wii game, "Just Dance" or laughing at those who were dancing. It was so much fun! We even got Nana, Papa, and Gigi to do a few songs! Some of the little kids even got in on it! Sadly, I didn't take any pictures because I was too busy with the video camera. Better for the memories though, to see and hear the songs in action. :)

Sunday morning the wonderful Priesthood holders in the family blessed baby Bella. Rather than the "typical" 6 weeks old at a baby blessing, Bella was 6 MONTHS old and quite the wiggle worm! There were a couple of times where she almost jumped right out of their hands! It was still a wonderful experience and I was reminded of how blessed I am to have a righteous Priesthood holder in my home.

Before heading home on Sunday we took a few little family pictures.

Justin with his parents and sisters.

We really enjoyed spending time with Justin's family and hope to be able to do it again soon! It's getting more and more difficult as everyone grows up, has more kids and some of us move away. It was fun to be with family and remember the blessings of being sealed together for Eternity. We love you guys!