As I ran out of time to get this Christmas letter out with Christmas cards, I thought I'd reprint VERY BRIEF (I say very brief as the original was 3 pages long!) parts of it on the sad, and extremely neglected blog so those that follow this blog can see what we've been up to....
After almost 10 years at West Valley Elementary I left for a new job at a new school. The new job is going wonderful-even though it was and sometimes still is an adjustment. I leave at 8am to get to work by 8:20am and don't get home until 6pm four nights a week. My regular work day ends at 3pm, but I am involved in the after school program at Hillsdale Elementary which is why the late nights. On Friday's I work until 12:30 then tutor a student out of my home in the afternoons. My mornings are spent doing guided reading groups for 2nd graders and my afternoons Early Steps tutoring for 1st graders. Every spare minute I have is spent writing up lesson plans for eight different groups so I am extremely busy. The plus side to this is the day goes by very quickly!
Kaylie is doing well in 10th grade and is planning on going into nursing. Right now her desire is to be neo-natal nurse. She has to do 50 hours of community service so several days a week she volunteers over at West Valley helping a first grade teacher. The teacher tells me she really enjoys her and the students love her! Her biggest complaint this year is she isn't getting enough sleep. I think that must be a teenager thing...
Kaylie has also embraced being a vegetarian which she began in June. She's not super proactive in trying new things so I found a vegetarian cook book for Teens online and gave it to her for Christmas. Hopefully this will encourage her to add some new dishes to her diet.
Mark is still our love bug, still always happy, independent and always willing to help. His latest thing is baking cookies. He will get on the internet and download a cookie recipe and bake all by himself. I am amazed that I have child who will do that and isn't afraid to do it! He continues to excel in school and take care of his lizard, Zorro.
James turned 18 on Dec. 19th and Mike and I still can't believe we have a child who's 18! Time goes by so fast! We celebrated with family and a few friends who came over for tacos. He has been accepted to Dixie College so far, but still waiting to hear from U of U and others. For graduation we are hoping to give him a gift of a plane ticket to Guatemala. His best friend Nick has family that live there and Nick's dad and Mom and I have been talking. They are planning on doing the same for Nick and Nick's dad will plan on flying with them to Guatemala. I couldn't keep the passport a secret as I need him to be there for that but as Nick's family has invited him in the past to go to Guatemala next time they go, I am using that as the excuse to get his passport - so he has it ahead of time, just in case....
Mike stays busy building Jr. High and High schools in Utah. He is currently working on finishing Kaysville Jr. High and starting Olympus High School. Keeps him extremely busy and a little stressed.
I didn't make any Christmas cards this year or get any Christmas gifts made. I just didn't have the time. Though instead of buying Christmas ornaments for the kids this year, I did make them. They were easy enough, that I may make similar ones as gifts for family next year.
Christmas evening I came down with a cold which I think is now turning into a sinus infection. I've been sick all week and having a bowl of my special homemade cold-bustin' chicken soup - has lots of chicken, vegetables, garlic, ginger, jalapenos, and peppercorns to help with cold symptoms.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas with family, friends and loved ones!
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Kaylie's 15th Birthday Pictures
I really have no idea how time seems to just fly by. One day we have a new baby daughter and the next she's turning 15! After a quick drive to Heber to check out where we will be staying in a few weeks for the Allen family reunion, we came home and had a nice evening with just the family, watching Kaylie smile her lovely smile and open her gifts from us. She wrote on FB that this was "by far the best birthday ever" so that made us feel good knowing she had a great birthday!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Goodbye Jilli-bug
Twenty years ago, before Mike and I were even engaged, we become "parents" for the first time to a teeny, tiny, not even weaned kitten. Our neighbor and friend Mary found her abandoned by her mother at the horse stables where she worked and brought her home covered in fleas and spent two weeks getting rid of her fleas and bottle feeding her. Mary asked us if we wanted her and Mike and I took her in. Mike was telling the kids tonight the story of how I went out and bought her all these kitty toys - I think she got a new kitty toy every week there for awhile :) - and put them all in a basket for her. When we got home from work each night - every toy was strewn about the house. Mike and I would spend hours playing with her and wondering what we did before she came into our lives!
Six months later Talasi, a one-year-old wolf hybrid that belonged to Mike's sister came to live with us. I was so worried this wolf was going to eat my baby! We found someone an hour's drive away, clear on the other side of the Phoenix valley and took her to be "psychologically analyzed". I had nothing to worry about. Talasi was so gentle with her and Jilli used to curl up right against her and sleep. (Talasi became one of our most loved dogs ever and loved our children and our other cats we acquired like they loved her. She passed away in 2004)
Jilli had this unusual habit of kneading and sucking on my hair whenever possible. At times she was quite aggressive and annoying about it. The vet told us they thought it was due to her being weaned way before she was ready to be weaned and I was like a mother to her and it was a response she had to me. She continued that habit for most of her 20 years. She also liked sleeping on us. She would go back and forth between Mike and I and drape herself across our waist at night. It was such a comforting habit that it was hard to sleep if she wasn't there.
She loved to eat pieces of banana out of my hand and mandarin oranges. She loved to drink out of the bathroom sink. She loved playing with the tie on Mike's bathrobe. She loved immediately sitting on Uncle Larry's lap when he sat down on the couch, "knowing" he was massively allergic to her. (Larry eventually grew out of his allergies to cats and I'd like to think she helped build up his immunity to allergies against our cats.) She loved us and we loved her.
Jilli started going downhill a few months ago and we started giving her Magic Minerals from a friend and wet cat food. She rebounded for a while. Then the weight just started dropping and about a week ago quit eating. We tried everything and she wouldn't eat. She was having trouble walking and could no longer jump up on anything without falling and was sleeping non-stop. She would curl up with anyone who sat down on the couch and would lay between Mike and I at night. This last week she would curl up against my chest and sleep with her paws on my shoulder and her head tucked under my chin. I think she knew her time was coming and wanted to be as close as possible to us.
If you have a love for your animals, you know that they become just like one of your children. It's devastating when you have to say goodbye. You want to be selfish and keep them close to you for as long as possible. We made the hard decision to put our much beloved kitty to sleep. It's been a very emotional weekend and very emotional goodbye. I don't see Mike cry very often but he has had just as many emotional moments as I have knowing we were going to have to say goodbye. We went to the vet together, Mike carrying her in. Mike said his goodbye to her in the lobby while I decided to spend her last moments holding her. I'm glad I did. I know she's not suffering any longer but oh, how I will miss my baby.
Six months later Talasi, a one-year-old wolf hybrid that belonged to Mike's sister came to live with us. I was so worried this wolf was going to eat my baby! We found someone an hour's drive away, clear on the other side of the Phoenix valley and took her to be "psychologically analyzed". I had nothing to worry about. Talasi was so gentle with her and Jilli used to curl up right against her and sleep. (Talasi became one of our most loved dogs ever and loved our children and our other cats we acquired like they loved her. She passed away in 2004)
Jilli had this unusual habit of kneading and sucking on my hair whenever possible. At times she was quite aggressive and annoying about it. The vet told us they thought it was due to her being weaned way before she was ready to be weaned and I was like a mother to her and it was a response she had to me. She continued that habit for most of her 20 years. She also liked sleeping on us. She would go back and forth between Mike and I and drape herself across our waist at night. It was such a comforting habit that it was hard to sleep if she wasn't there.
She loved to eat pieces of banana out of my hand and mandarin oranges. She loved to drink out of the bathroom sink. She loved playing with the tie on Mike's bathrobe. She loved immediately sitting on Uncle Larry's lap when he sat down on the couch, "knowing" he was massively allergic to her. (Larry eventually grew out of his allergies to cats and I'd like to think she helped build up his immunity to allergies against our cats.) She loved us and we loved her.
Jilli started going downhill a few months ago and we started giving her Magic Minerals from a friend and wet cat food. She rebounded for a while. Then the weight just started dropping and about a week ago quit eating. We tried everything and she wouldn't eat. She was having trouble walking and could no longer jump up on anything without falling and was sleeping non-stop. She would curl up with anyone who sat down on the couch and would lay between Mike and I at night. This last week she would curl up against my chest and sleep with her paws on my shoulder and her head tucked under my chin. I think she knew her time was coming and wanted to be as close as possible to us.
If you have a love for your animals, you know that they become just like one of your children. It's devastating when you have to say goodbye. You want to be selfish and keep them close to you for as long as possible. We made the hard decision to put our much beloved kitty to sleep. It's been a very emotional weekend and very emotional goodbye. I don't see Mike cry very often but he has had just as many emotional moments as I have knowing we were going to have to say goodbye. We went to the vet together, Mike carrying her in. Mike said his goodbye to her in the lobby while I decided to spend her last moments holding her. I'm glad I did. I know she's not suffering any longer but oh, how I will miss my baby.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Welcome to the Menagerie
We have acquired a new cat. His name is Sport, compliments of all the guys on Mike's job-site in Kaysville. Sport showed up on the job, bedraggled and starved and the guys started bringing him food and eventually named him. He would follow Mike around the job-site just like a dog. The day before Thanksgiving, Mike brought him home, with my blessing, afraid to leave him over the long holiday knowing a huge storm was passing through then. He has taken to our household like he was always a part of it. The only one who has a problem with him is CeCe, Kaylies' cat. To this day, over a month now, she still has violent reactions towards him. So now we have 3 cats, 2 dogs, and a lizard. Jilli, our oldest "baby" is 19, maybe even 20 years old and sadly getting closer to the end of hers, though in good health for being so old. It's sad to watch her waste down to nothing even though Mike and I try everything we can to keep weight on her. It worked for a while; now it's not. Our house has been home to cats, dogs, wolf-hybrids, fish, hermit crabs, a tarantula and a bearded dragon. Our kids have a love and respect for animals of all kinds and I'm glad no one has allergies that would deprive us and them of the experiences we've had with them. (Just had to attach some pics of Zorro sitting in the windowsill sunning himself while I washed dishes)
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