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Max Gets Branded, Or Happy Birthday Max!

A few weeks ago we traveled to Utah County for a little quality time with the extended family. Max's cousin Ike was also celebrating his first birthday so we decided to combine the festivities and have a barbeque with my side of the family. Max pretty much wanted nothing to do with his cake, but he sure loved crawling around with no clothes on. Who wouldn't, really?

On Sunday, we were planning on going to 9 am church with Jon's family. Everyone was ready but me, and just as I was about to take a shower, I heard Jon calling for me in his urgent, concerned parent voice. I ran upstairs and saw him holding Max and a blood soaked paper towel. Max had fallen and hit his head on a rocking chair and split his forehead open. So it was off to the ER, Jon in his suit and tie, and me in my black sweats, glasses, and dirty, messy hair pony tail. Sweet. He ended up with 3 stitches, exactly in the same place as a scar on Jon's forehead. The doctor asked if a forehead scar was our family crest. I told him that's how we brand our babies so we always know who belongs to us at family reunions.





Monday we went with my sister-in-law Jandee and her little boy Ike to Hogle Zoo. The best part by far was the baby giraffe. Thanks for the fun day Jandee!

On Max's actual birthday, we decided to do another cake. Once again, he had no interest, but he loved shoving little handfuls of cake into Grace and Emme's mouths so it was a good deal all around.

Emme Rides Her Bike

We decided to take the training wheels off of Emme's bike Saturday night. We had one short session that evening and she did quite well. This video is Emme on her bike Sunday evening with one session under her belt. I must say, we have an "AWESOME" 3 year old on our hands.

Jon's in the Tribune!

In the Salt Lake Tribune, there's a picture of Jon and a short description of one of the projects he's involved in. Check it out if you're still confused about what exactly he's been doing for the past 5 years!
http://www.sltrib.com/ci_13231543?IADID=Search-www.sltrib.com-www.sltrib.com&utm_source=BenchmarkEmail&utm_campaign=E_Connections_Sep_02_2009_Email&utm_medium=email

Toothless Grace

It just makes me laugh to see her with fewer teeth and I laugh louder when she says a word with an S in it.

Not So Top Food Experiences in Logan

1. A couple of years ago we went to a restaurant with some friends. The hostess took us to a outer section of the restaurant. This section was "enclosed" but during the winter or very early spring it is still very cold. We sat there for a while and they brought us some drinks. We sipped our drinks while shivering. After a few more visits from the waitress we asked if we could come inside. That was not a very fun experience.

2. Mary and I had just moved to Logan and a friend ranted and raved about a local restaurant. We decided to visit and we are seated in the secondary section of the restaurant which has no decor and has the feeling of a cafeteria in an old folks' home. We ordered the food and you could tell that almost everything was from frozen bags. The dressing for the salad came in a pre packaged plastic cup. Needless to say we haven't been back.

3. We went to a restaurant and ordered a sausage pizza and when we got it, it had baco-bits on it.

4. We went out the other night and ordered a sandwich for dinner. The special was a BBQ pork sandwich so I ordered that with the assumption that the sandwich would have some sort of condiment like cheese on it but alas, no. It came on a bun the size or a bit smaller than a hotdog bun and there was maybe a table spoon of pork on each half of the bun. I finished the whole sandwich in 3 bites. Oh, did I mention that the sandwich cost $4.50. Best deal of the night.

LOL Funny Story

So a week or so ago, someone I know gets a facebook message from some girl he went to highschool with. He said she was known to be kind of air headed. Anyway, she sent this message that said how sorry she was and if she had offended anyone. She thought LOL stood for Lots of Love. So she said that she was very sorry to the people who posted on facebook that a love one died or that were getting a divorce and she had posted LOL. She said that her 10 year old son told her what the code meant so she had to send out the apologies. Can you imagine the feelings she would have felt as soon as she realized what she had done?

"Oh man your dad died in a car crash, I'm sorry. LOL"