Thursday, June 25, 2009
Race to Moab (not the marathon)
We took a two day/one night adventure to red rock Moab. We ditched three kids at my parents' house and took the milk loving Momma's boy with us to help us stay responsible. Richard complained about the wind in Arches National Park and his potential bottom gleeming white teeth, this limited our hiking time but we still enjoyed the views. The overcast weather kept the temperature cooler which was nice. Some of my pictures turned out good, I thought.




Thanksgiving for Thanksgiving Point
We have really enjoyed our membership to Thanksgiving Point which is really close to our house. The gardens are amazing and the farm animals are entertaining. On bad weather days we resort to the world's largest Dinosaur Museum. In the Ice Cream Shop/Deli they have 25 cent ice cream cones. Sweeeeet!

Water Lilies at The Childrens' Discovery Garden
On this day we saw a huge toad

Water Lilies at the Childrens'Discovery Garden
The pond has large Coy fish that love to be fed

Childrens' Discovery Garden
Katrina Musick, Alexander Musick
Jane Alexander, Gracie Alexander, Cynthia Musick
Water Lilies at The Childrens' Discovery Garden
On this day we saw a huge toad
Water Lilies at the Childrens'Discovery Garden
The pond has large Coy fish that love to be fed
Childrens' Discovery Garden
Katrina Musick, Alexander Musick
Jane Alexander, Gracie Alexander, Cynthia Musick
Number Three Turned Three
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
I Need Tention



Katrina was feeling as little jealous that Cynthia had a special sleepover with Grandma Musick. It took me a few negative encounters with Katrina, who is usually very pleasant, to recognize her emotional needs. When Katrina was younger we taught her to say, I need some attention. It came out, "I need tention."
She asked me to cuddle with her at bed time which can be interpreted as "I need tention." So while I layed in the cramped bed we had the following conversation:
Me: You are pretty, inside and outside.
Katrina: And I'm funny.
Me: (laughing) Yes you are funny.
Katrina: I learned that from Daddy
Me: Oh really
Katrina: Yeah, I learned healthiness from you. And you taught me swimming. Do you remember that? Daddy taught me funniness and a little Spanish.
Now we know who the funny ones in the family are. LOL
I recognize the negative finger prints I leave on my kids from anxious parenting (anxious parenting is not pretty) and now I know from Katrina's point of view the things Katrina has learned from me.
It made me think, What did I learn from my parents? A lot! I learned from my Dad to love classical music, flowers, Denmark and chocolate. From my Mom I learned to love learning, books and art or creating.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Race for the Cure
Komen Salt Lake City Race for the Cure
A Sea of people coming together for one cause.
Me, Liz, Amber, Whitney, Aunt Joan, Marilyn (my Mom), Taryn
Richard's feet, Katrina, Tiffanie, Christian, Gracie

Liz and Katrina
A lot of you know that breast cancer is a big deal in our family. We have a family of brave Survivors:
My Mom
Aunt Dorothy
Aunt Joan
Grandma Breinholt
The survivors wear pink shirts that identify them. Others had signs on their back identifying the people they have lost or support in their fight against breast cancer. It was ominous to see who was going through or had gone through chemotherapy, portrayed by the length of their hair. Speaking of hair, Liz woke up to a bad hair day. Even the radio announcer spotted her in the crowd, pointing her out for all to see.
There were a lot of fun T-shirt with the following on them:
Of coarse they're fake. The real ones tried to kill me.
Save the Tatas
Computer Geeks against cancer (.)(.) Breast cancer does not compute (written in code).(Reb's family)
Save second base
I heart boobs
A Sea of people coming together for one cause.
Me, Liz, Amber, Whitney, Aunt Joan, Marilyn (my Mom), Taryn
Richard's feet, Katrina, Tiffanie, Christian, Gracie
Liz and Katrina
A lot of you know that breast cancer is a big deal in our family. We have a family of brave Survivors:
My Mom
Aunt Dorothy
Aunt Joan
Grandma Breinholt
The survivors wear pink shirts that identify them. Others had signs on their back identifying the people they have lost or support in their fight against breast cancer. It was ominous to see who was going through or had gone through chemotherapy, portrayed by the length of their hair. Speaking of hair, Liz woke up to a bad hair day. Even the radio announcer spotted her in the crowd, pointing her out for all to see.
There were a lot of fun T-shirt with the following on them:
Of coarse they're fake. The real ones tried to kill me.
Save the Tatas
Computer Geeks against cancer (.)(.) Breast cancer does not compute (written in code).(Reb's family)
Save second base
I heart boobs
Cows Gone Wild
Last week we had a surprise in our back yard. There were about 10 cows chowing down on the lush green grass in the park behind our house. Katrina ran up to one of the cows excited to interact with it, just like the cows at the petting farm. The cow lifted its head and gave her a look that could have killed flies, like "don't even think about it." I'm yelling at her from the back porch like a crazy Mom. And she is standing there having a staring contest with this Mama cow. Katrina finally backed down from the staring contest and came back to safety.
The next morning they were still there in the park and on the Jordan River trail. I was scared somebody was going to get kicked. In Lehi, the police are animal control. A few hours after I called the police, the cows were gone. I don't know how they did it, but they did. Way to go Lehi Police!
Cats watching the cows.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Nakedness
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