Monday, June 28, 2010

Swimming lessons

Max and Benny have had swimming lessons for the first time this summer. They are getting much braver in the water! Benny dunks his head right in to blow bubbles. Max enthusiastically jumps off the side into his teacher's arms (he knocked her over a few times).

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Max graduates

Max graduated from Pre-School a few weeks ago, and I'm finally getting around the posting the pictures. Looking through these made me smile all over again, and get a little misty-eyed about my darling boy who is growing up so fast.

Singing "I love you in the morning...."
Marching in the circus parade.

Wearing his graduation cap.

All of us together.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Aw shucks

Recently the Society of Professional Journalists held their annual banquet, and I won 4 awards! Here I am holding my 3 first place trophies. I also got a certificate for a 2nd place award.

I have won 2nd place once in a while over the years, but never first place. I was quite surprised.

I won:
Best Government Reporting for Herbert Inaguration.

Best Military Reporting for Principal Deployed.

Best Education Reporting for my 2 part series on Cutting the Cost of College.

I won the second place for Education Reporting as well, for a piece I did on school technology but I can't find that link. Not that I expect you to click on each link and listen to me but if you wanted to.....

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day

I think Max is saying "I once caught a fish THIS BIG," or something like that.

We made JB breakfast in bed this morning. Well, he was already awake, but the boys insisted he go back and eat it in bed, because that's what Tanner's family did.

Then they begged him for bites of his omelet and hashbrowns. I made them their own, but they didn't eat it. There's something about eating in bed that must make things taste better.

Happy Father's Day to a wonderful dad to these energetic boys. Here's a shout-out as well to my father-in-law John and my own dad, Dad. Holler!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Yeay I'm a llama again

I have a condition. I am spitting more than a llama. Or Albert Pujols.

This started 6 weeks ago (insert wailing echo -- 6 weeks!) when I was on some pretty strong medication for a staph infection in my leg. I thought for sure it was a reaction to the antibiotics. I mean, why would someone suddenly have a mouth full of spit all.the.time ALL DAY AND NIGHT?

After trying numerous things to make it go away, it looks like I'm stuck with it. At my last doctor's appointment the nurse said it must just be a very rare symptom of pregnancy.

Why???? WHY????

This isn't just a little annoyance. I cannot talk for 45 seconds (and I know because I'm timed as a radio reporter) without my mouth filling up with saliva. I have to carry around a towel. I hang out near the sink at home. At work I have a spit cup, or keep the trash can close by. When we walk around the neighborhood I spit into the grass of every other house. Sorry neighbors.

There's nothing the nurse said that will make it go away, except time. Hopefully it will end any day now as I have entered the 2nd trimester. Pray with me. I don't want it to last until my due date on December 28.

The weird thing is I have no nausea. I feel yucky if I swallow the spit, but this pregnancy is nothing like my first two when I had nausea and threw up a few times.

So I asked the nurse if the difference this time meant it could be a girl? She said "No, that's just a myth."


Tuesday, June 15, 2010


Forgot to mention my due date. December 28. Ha! I was early with Max and Ben, and they were 8 lbs 4 ounces and 8 lbs 7 ounces each, so I may get a big pre-Christmas baby this time. But I think it would be cool to go into labor December 31 and have the baby that night, at midnight, and have the first baby of the year and get all the free diapers.

Anybody know how to put one of those awesome baby due date thingy widgets on the side of the blog? Might as well have some fun!

Monday, June 14, 2010

When where how and what?

We told the boys last week about the coming baby. Benny is oblivious. Max is ecstatic. He wanted the baby here now, but I told him that it takes a while because first the baby has to grow big enough to come out of my tummy, which will mean my tummy will get big. Then the baby will be really small for a while until it grows big enough to play with.

His main questions:

1) is it a sister?

2) will your tummy get flat again?

3) are we getting a minivan?

4) how does the baby come out?

My stumbling answers:

1) We will find out next month if it's a boy or girl (happy with either)

2) I hope so!

3) Nope. A Honda Pilot with a 3rd row. Sorry dude (but it's like his friend Tate's car so he's made peace with it)

4) That's on a need to know basis!

Friday, June 11, 2010

A baby story

Three months ago Max prayed for a baby so we could get a minivan.

He has been obsessed with minivans ever since our friends the Butterys came to stay with us for a few days. He loved their van's space -- and DVD player. Since then he has been for a ride in our neighbors' minivan as well. Now he sometimes makes Benny enter or exit through his side of the car, saying "It's just like a van!"

Max asked JB and me if we could get a minivan too. I think one of us made the offhand comment like, "Oh, we would have to have another baby before we would need something that big."

Next thing I know, his little blond head is bowed and he's offering the following prayer:

"Dear Heavenly Father, please let us have another baby so that we can have a minivan. NameofJesusChristAmen."

Today I am happy to announce that I am three months pregnant.

Monday, June 7, 2010

A few pictures

These were taken last week at Lagoon. Notice how I'm not fooling anyone with my bangs, thinking that they look fine if I just let them air dry.

Max loves the sky ride. Loves it. It makes me nervous. I keep imagining my darling boys slipping and falling to their deaths. What is wrong with me?

By the way to see darling engagement photos of JB's little sister Suzanne on the skyride with her fiancee, go to

Here's a darling Benny on an almost-as-cute elephant.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Memories of the weekend

Doing a story on the Casual Blogger Conference in Sandy. Everyone in my Google reader was there. With homemade fabric flowers in their hair and fancy camera straps.

Interviewing a family who came here a few years ago from a Thailand refugee camp for a future in-depth piece on refugees in Utah. Being offered food, drink, and beautiful friendship.

The weekend:
Sleeping in until 7, sometimes 7:30 every day (sooooo nice).

Catching up on recorded TV shows (goodbye "American Idol," I half-heartedly watched you anyway. Hello "So You Think You Can Dance").

Walks around the neighborhood in the little red wagon. Stopping to play with the neighbors' tetherball in their front yard. Fighting over the tetherball. Benny accidentally bonked in the head. Cuddles.

JB's little brother Jeff coming to visit. With a trailer attached to his truck. He parked it in our driveway to get it off the street. Max begs to climb on it every day. Every day.

Going to Lagoon right when it opened (best time).

Watching Max take special care of Benny at Lagoon. He always made sure Benny was buckled in, even though the ride attendant came around too.

Going on the bumper cars twice so that at least one of my boys wouldn't get stuck in the corner the whole time.

Hearing about others' trips to cemeteries (I should really do that myself).

Family over for dinner in our backyard with the flowering snowball bush.

JB's smoked BBQ chicken for dinner.

Pauline's delicious homemade raspberry ice cream in a cup. The first time JB and I talked (7 years ago this spring!) was at a barbecue party at his house for a mutual friend. We chatted while eating his mom's homemade raspberry ice cream in a cup. Probably the same red Costco cups.