Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
For weeks prior to the fair, he thought about and worried over what he was going to wear. He's never put in so much time on an outfit in his life! He wanted to wear something nice, dress according to the showman standards, and look good too. The "Tough Enough to Wear Pink" campaign encouraged the youth to wear pink, which Ammon did--in his pretty pink belt! He also got new black boots and new jeans to wear. Grandpa Tolman gave him one of his older cowboy hats, and Ammon picked out a dress shirt that he thought coordinated well. He was a sharp-looking cowboy! And mighty cute, too!!!
Wednesday night was Family Fun Night, and the boys loved climbing over the large inflatable toys, Jonah and Micah enjoyed a petting zoo, and Ammon was thrilled that he got to shoot a gun. On Thursday, I took the boys to exercise the pig, and while we were there, they went on some of the rides. Ammon and Micah really liked the rides, but Jonah was brave enough to only go on one, during which he wailed the whole ride!
Kanyon's favorite part of the fair was seeing all the different animals! He loved poking the chickens and rabbits, climbing on the cow and sheep stalls, playing with the pigs, and petting the horses.
On Friday evening, we gave Phineas a bath again, and took the boys around the fair. We ate cotton candy, watched Kanyon scream on one ride he insisted going on, walked through all the buildings and booths, and had a great time as a family!
Saturday morning was the Livestock Sale. It was long and hot, so thank goodness for this:A few businesses and families sponsored some sandboxes for kids to play in right next to the sale. Jonah, Micah, and Kanyon all played in it with so many other kids. What a great idea!!! Ammon sold Phineas to the Tolman Ranch and Dairy for $2.55 a pound, which was above average! We are so thankful to our Stake President Beyeler for bidding on the pig and upping its price, and for Grandma and Grandpa who purchased it! Saturday night we cleaned out the stall and said our final farewells to Phineas. It was a long week and were happy to see the end of it! The fairgrounds are 15 miles away, and we had to go there at least twice each day to feed Phineas, clean out his stall, and exercise or wash him! But it was also a good experience, and Ammon looks forward to doing it all again next year!
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Luckily for Micah, I was too sick to get really angry with him. But even a new school haircut the next week didn't cover up that one!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
But naturally, after warming ourselves up, we needed to cool off. And what better way to do that than by jumping in the lake?!!!! Josh did it first, then me, and then Ammon decided to join in the fun! After doing it over and over a handful of times, we persuaded Jonah and Micah to try it. They bravely attempted dipping in the chilly waters with dad's helping hands.
After jumping in repeatedly and getting used to the bitter cold water, it was swimming time. My whole purpose in planning the trip to Williams Lake was to complete a goal of mine: to swim past the rock island. Last year I swam to it, and surprised myself by how much I enjoyed it. I wanted to surpass what I did last year. It was more difficult than I remembered! The lake is full of moss (in the lower left of the photo below you can see some just under the water surface) and the whipping waves are so much harder to swim in than a swimming pool.
I started on the furthest dock this year, which extended my swim by 25 yards. I swam to the little rock island (in the right of the photo below). Josh drove the kids over to that area, and they watched from the mainland, as he swam a little ways to meet me at the island. Then we climbed up the rock and jumped off! This was a feat in itself for me because I don't even like the high-dive at my natatorium! I jumped off a 15-foot cliff and Josh jumped off a 20-foot cliff. It was exhilerating!!! After the jump, we swam back to the mainland, hiked up to where the boys were waiting, and walked another 100 yards uphill to the truck (I did so barefoot). We were both exhausted, but I felt great! It was exciting to have outdone my goal expectations as well as have a bit of a thrill! I think maybe next year we'll go more than just once...
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
I am a Leo, with an August birthday.
During my teenage years, having a summer birthday meant that I never got my locker decorated, or sung to at school, or got balloons in front of my classmates. Because I am one of the youngest members of my class, this also meant that I was one of the last ones in my grade to go on dates. My sophomore year I had the hugest crush on a senior, and I was tortured daily by the fact that I wouldn't be able to date him or attend dances with him because by the time I turned 16, he would have already graduated. I watched on the sidelines as all of my other friends during my sophomore year went to Homecoming, and Girl's Choice, and even Prom. For every friend that turned 16 before me, it was just another reminder to me of my inability to date. I know it sounds lame now, but really, it's what soon-to-be-16-year-old-mormon-girls think about all the time!
In due time (and LOTS of it), my classmates and I have all approached our 30th birthday during this past year. My feelings during my 29th year have been the exact opposite of the feelings of my 15th year. Throughout this year, I have been blissfully gloating as each of my friends that I graduated with turned 30 before me. It was so fun to see birthday reminders on Facebook, and I knew that classmates were turning the dreaded 30 so far ahead of me!!! I felt younger than them, and I loved being able to rub it in their faces that they are older than me!!! It really cured me of my self-induced torture I felt when I couldn't date and they could 14 years ago! And so, in my own little immature way, I have loved being younger than them for that very reason!
But now that I'm actually 30, the truth is....30 doesn't feel any older than 29. It just sounds like it. So all of that blissful gloating this year, in retrospect, was really all for nothing. Absolutely Nothing. Because, the real truth is, it doesn't even matter how old you are. Once you graduate high school, and you move on, age really has no boundaries anymore.