I'm the WINNER!!!

Yes!! I've never won a sorting competition before, but I did tonight. First place, in just 43 seconds. Sorting is an addictive adrenaline rush. I think it is for the horses too. The only sad part was it wasn't on Sampson. He has a little bug up his bum and I don't feel safe riding him in my "delicate" condition.

I started out on Chester, who was mentioned a few posts ago. He didn't do anything to make me nervous. In fact, he didn't do anything. What horse will just stand there or go backwards when kicked hard and repeatedly with spurs. Chester is a wonderful therapy horse, but I don't know that I'm feeling the love for him as much.

I borrowed a friend's horse, Ike, who is amazing. He's a ranch horse who really has it out for cows. It's amazing that a horse that size can get going so fast in such a small area.

If you actually read all of this, don't forget our therapy benefit sorting this coming Saturday, Dec. 5th at 6:00; Buffalo Ranch in Farmington. Please come to watch, or participate in the silent auction, or raffle.

My Weekend in AZ

This post is a little overdue, but I hadn't gotten around to downloading my pictures. And aren't pictures worth a thousand words. Well, maybe not in this case, but I'm sure you'd rather see the fam than listen to me prattle on.
This is almost the only picture I have with my sister Alayna in it. I go to AZ to see family and take pictures of DVS almost exclusively. We went to the Phoenix Children's Museum. Dylan loved it there. I'll have to take him to the one here. He seriously could have spent all day there, but what fun is that to 3 adults.
He loved watching the airplanes. He's a little boy. I think a fascination with anything that moves is a pre-requisite to coming to earth as a boy.
This pictures for my mom. How often do you get a picture of these cousins together? Sharing a cookie no less? Kira is one rambunctious cutie, I'm really sorry her face got cut in 1/2.
This last one is my sister Michelle and I comparing belly shots. She's 1 week ahead of me this pregnancy. And I'm really not that much taller than her. I'm wearing boots. For growing up in different houses, being pregnant together has been what's bonded us. She's having a boy this time, so if I have a girl we'll just exchange clothes. It seems like a win-win to me.

The Best Week EVER!!!

First, Monday I got home from AZ and visiting the best sister ever. I got my house together, dressed and I made dinner. That's a pretty successful day.

I worked Tuesday. Whatever. I like the clinic I'm at and the people I work with.

Wednesday, I snuck out and got a pedicure while DVS was napping. Wes was working from home, I didn't leave him home alone for and hour and a half. And we got some promising looks at our house. I'm really excited about some of the recent showings. (I'm now writing this after the best week ever, because it got kind of busy. I also don't know if I can show my previous enthusiasm because by brain is full of mucus.)

Thursday morning I worked, then went to horse therapy which I always enjoy. I almost left it at that except I just remembered that was the day I got hit on. Although it was your cliche construction worker, it wasn't the rude honk. He was cute and nice and asked me for directions to I-15 while I was filling up with gas. It took me a minute to realized he was teasing me because I was just in a really good mood that day. Then he told me he just wanted to talk to me because he thought I was pretty (if pregnant with your 2nd kid and just got off work qualifies, I think he lost a bet with his buddy that was in the truck with him). Anyway, I did the girliest thing I've done in 10 years. I laughed, slapped the door of his truck and turned away. Still, I was flattered. Kind of made my day.

Friday was an ultrasound and haircut. Does it get better than that? I mean a small celebration dance must be done just for arriving at 20 weeks. That's 1/2 way people! Although I feel ginormous, no itching yet. Keep your fingers crossed. No we did not find out what we're having. There's a CD in the car that may tell all, but you'll never see it. Mwahahaha! Okay, and I thought about going for the thick, straight across bangs during my haircut. We did a test layer that didn't look so good. But I kind of like how it ended up anyway.

Saturday morning I went to New Moon with Jess. Who better to go with than someone who will laugh at all the inappropriate places, scoff and snort at the cheeziness right along with me? We actually liked it for the most part. I mean how can you not like something that is repeatedly described as better than Twilight? How hard can that be!?!?!? Followed that up with some shopping. Good day. Good day.

Fall Musings

I think I've mentioned before how much I love fall. The leaves are beautiful, even when I have to clean them off my driveway and out of my house.

Then there's the annual pre-Halloween snow. It's great how one day you barely need a jacket and the next you need all your winter gear.

I've really enjoyed sharing some of my favorite things outside with Dylan this year. He really loved the boat and water in the summer, now he's loving the "no".

My plan is to take him down the tow-rope hill before the end of the year and I get too big. Just like this summer; he doesn't have to learn any skills, he just has to think it's fun.

It really bothered him to have the snow on his boots. He kept sitting down to clean them off.

Dylan thinks that these pillows are a requirement for going to bed. We have to have them to kneel on to pray.

This is his room "re-decorated" for those who are interested. There are no window coverings or anything on the walls. What's the point? My sewing machine is in storage, I really wanted to do a cowboy room, but he loves cars. This works.

On a side note, I've been thinking lately about how the time with just the two of us is coming to a close. He's the guy I hang out with, eat with, talk to. In a few more months, he's not going to be the center of my world anymore and it makes me sad. Especially on days like today, when he's been so funny copying everything.

He's such a big, independent boy who likes to walk around the zoo like he doesn't need me.

And help Dad clean the kitchen. Have you ever seen such an effective sweeping technique?

I love a guy in boots, jeans, and a hat. Especially, when their bums are as cute as his.

New Horse

I know this is a small picture, but it's off a phone. This is Chester he's a 9 y/o haflinger gelding and we're going to start using him for the therapy program on Thursday. We got him from the animal shelter for $20. How would you feel if you're a well trained horse and your life was only worth $20. I think it's sad.

Cindy who runs the program asked me if I could take him home. After talking to Wes, we both decided that we're too stressed about selling the house and getting a truck to transport two horses, to take him right now. So he's going to spend the winter in Idaho with the guy we move cows for, then maybe I'll bring him home in the spring. After I talk to my grandparents to see if they're ok with me having a second horse. I'm really relieved that the decision can wait until spring.

You Wanna Die

I believe I've posted crazy urges in the past, but I have a new one. One so compulsive, I'm surprised we're still safe and sound.

I want more than anything to hit people with an Obama sticker on their car. The same goes for any ostentatious BYU stickers. If the two were ever combined, my auto insurance would go up for sure. I just start to see red, and not just because I'm a U fan. I want to run them off the road, rear-end them, swing a baseball bat at them as I drive by. I figure if you haven't taken your Obama sticker off, you must still support his campaign of taking my money to give to someone else.

It's still a free country for a little longer. You have your right to free speech, and I have the right to go to jail for assault.

The Bed

Dylan's crib was needing an overhaul. So we just took it down and stuck him in the toddler bed M&M gave us. He loved it. He was so excited about it. Then I bought the car bedset, and he was over the moon. For the 1st week he would go in his room by himself and close the door to lay on his bed. Not to nap, just to spend time there. If I would open the door to see how he was (he can't open the door himself), he would get upset, kick me out, and close the door again. I was thinking that this phase didn't start until he was a teenager. Only then would he be too cool for his mom to come in his room. Not before he was two!

Then, a bad thing happened. He stopped taking afternoon naps. I've loved that he's taken 2 naps/day for the last year. So I decided, since I'm the mom, that if he was only going to take 1nap/day it was going to be after lunch. This has been a rough transition since I worked a bunch unexpectedly last week before he was secure in this new schedule. Now it turns out that if I set up the pack-n-play for naps he'll go to sleep in a reasonable amount of time, but it's a ridiculous procedure to have to go through for a nap. Instead of playing in his room for 2 hours with no toys. He still goes down to sleep in his bed at night without a peep.

Getting my kid to sleep has never been so frustrating.