Fall

Well, no pictures today as I still don't have a camera. However, one is being delivered on Monday. It's my early birthday present from Grandma Doris. Thanks Grandma! I do have a great story for you though, and although I'm not yet laughing about it, I hope to one day. When I titled this blog I didn't mean Fall, as in Autumn, I meant fall, as in I took one the greatest falls of my life. Dan and I had just given Dalin and Braden their baths and we were coming downstairs so I could put Braden to bed and Dalin could have a snack. I came down first, holding Braden, and Dan followed with Dalin. Well I took a bad step and down I went. It was all a blur but the thing I remember most is lying there writhing in pain. What I did was step so that half of my foot was off the step, only my heal was on the step. Well, what I didn't know was that carpet can be quite slippery and my heal slipped, then came down with a very hard crash on the next step at which point I rolled my ankle and popped my knee out of joint. Since I was holding Braden I did every thing I could to cushen his fall so he wouldn't get hurt and in the process got nothing down to catch my fall so I landed with every bit of my weight, and all of Braden's bulk, right on my bottom. As I landed the force of the fall made Braden fall towards me and we cracked heads, at which point he started crying really loud, and then Dalin, watching all of this from above, began crying as well. Dan stood there for what had to be a full minute before he responded and then all he could say was "are you alright?" I wanted to slug him but instead I started crying because I thought I had hurt Braden. There we sat in a crumppled heap on the stairs all of us crying and Dan stammering because he didn't know if he should help me up, take Braden, or help Dalin. After I managed to compose myself and stop the boys from freaking out I assest my injuries and now a day later I have an ankle I can't walk on, a knee that throbs all day, a butt so sore I can't sit and a back so sore I can't move anything else on my body. Oh yeah, I also have the worst rug burn you've ever seen on my elbow. So If anyone else thinks they've had a bad day at least this post should give you something to chuckle about (you know you're laughing, you don't need to try and be kind). All I can say to myself is "what the heck were you doing you big clumsy ox!" I've said that to myself over and over today. And now when all my neighbors ask what I did (since I can barely walk) I have to tell them I fell down the stairs.

First Haircut

Braden finally got his first haircut the other day. It was out of control. He has super fly away, fine, straight, hair that does not lay down for anything. So it stuck out of his head about two inches or more. I finally decided he looked like a orphan child so I cut it. Dalin was over a year old when I first cut his hair so I wasn't prepared to cut Braden's so soon but it became a necessity.

Butter

Well, I've discovered Dalin's new favorite snack!! Butter. Yup, you heard right, butter. The other day while I was putting Braden down for his nap I heard Dalin rummaging in the fridge (something he does often). Well when I came out of Braden's room, Dalin was laying on the couch, watching T.V. and eating a cube of butter. It was sooo hilarious that I had to take a movie of it (I still don't have a camera). So here it is.

Cute Stuff!! Everyday one of my kids does something that makes me laugh. It's so hard not to have a camera because I miss a lot of good picture opportunities. This is one I want Dalin to see when he's older. It will make him laugh.

Repentance

Well I'm repenting for not writing in about a month, but we went down to visit family back in Utah for three weeks. That's my poor excuse anyways. We had fun seeing everyone, but I think the funnest part was camping with Alyssa's family at Bear Lake (even though I was so busy chasing kids that I didn't really get to talk to her family much). We were very glad that Bailey(Dalin's cousin) was able to come at the last minute because he loves to play with her. She's the only cousin his age. All his other cousins are over the age of 12 and they all live in England. After camping we went to my parents' house but nothing very exciting happened there because they were both back to work and very busy. Dan and I were able to take the kids to the zoo while we were there and boy did Dalin have a blast! At one point he said he wanted a drink so I took him over to the water fountain and right before we got there he started to freak out and cling to my leg. I couldn't figure out what he wanted so after a few minutes of calming him down he was finally able to tell me he was scared. If you've ever been to Hogle Zoo then you know that the drinking fountains are big lions and you have to stick your head in its mouth in order to get a drink. I took me a while but finally convinced him that it was a fake lion that wasn't going to bite your head off. Dalin's favorite part of the zoo was the train ride (he LOVES trains), the merry go round (he also LOVES rides), and the giraffes. They have a new giraffe area so now you can go inside and watch them eat and stuff. There was a cute little baby giraffe that was only a few months old and Dalin liked that. I guess he really liked the penguins too, but ended up throwing a fit because he wanted to swim with them and I couldn't make him understand that we couldn't do that. To anyone who wants to visit the zoo I would recommend going in the late afternoon/eveningish. It was perfect - not too hot and not at all crowded. Well after my folks we went to Dan's Dad's place in Idaho which turned out to be very uneventful and then over to his mom's in Logan, Utah. That was fun and Dalin loves to go to their house because he gets their 100% undivided attention so it's play, play, play all day. I would love to post pictures of our fun little adventure but we're morons and lost our camera somewhere along the line. I'm pretty sure we left it at the zoo because that's the last time we had it. So I've emailed the zoo to see if anyone took it to the lost and found (there's a chance, right?). That's the second camera we've had lost or stolen in the last three months. We just bought a new video camera so we don't have any money for a new digital camera as well. I hope we can find it, or my blogs might get kind of boring. I promise to write more often and I love your comments (I just found out the other day that people could leave them!) Duh!!!