Prayers for Emmett...

A Thank You to my Girl Toni! She wrote this post, thanks for sharing it with your lazy blogger friend :)--Feel free to copy this for your own blog.

My sweet friend Karla had a miracle baby just over a year ago.  His name is Emmett and he was born 11 weeks early at 2 pounds 6 ounces.  He's been a fighter since he was born.  And now he's having to fight again....
Over the weekend, Emmett was not feeling well.  Not himself.  Monday night Karla had a feeling that she needed to sleep in his room with him.  The next morning, she noticed that Emmett was having trouble breathing.  She took him immediately to Urgent Care, and was then instructed to go to Phoenix Children's Hospital right away.  It was discovered that Emmett had swallowed a quarter size battery and it was lodged in his throat.  It had already caused damage to his esophagus from the leakage from the battery, and he was rushed into emergency surgery.  They are keeping a close eye on him, and because of his discomfort level, they have him heavily sedated, and he will stay that way for the next week.  They will then do reconstructive surgery to correct the damage done to his esophagus.

Poor little Emmett, and his sweet parents, have been through so much this past year with Emmett's early birth.  And now, they are dealing with this.  It was a complete accident that Emmett swallowed this battery.  That is just what kids do!  They put things in their mouths!  It's no one's fault. 

Please, please, please pray for Emmett.  That he will be comforted while he is in the hospital.  That he will heal COMPLETELY.  And that his dear family - his mom, dad & big brother - will feel the strength of our Father in Heaven during this time. 

We all LOVE you guys sooo much!

Naughty Blogger....

Becki & I....

Yes that's me! I have been a very naughty Blogger...We moved, and I was already completely behind on keeping up with all the happenings of our life. I promise my Family that I will get to a re-cap of the last 6 months or so, soon. For now I thought I would show you what I am going to be doing, ya know besides Wifery, MommyHood, and my calling....

Becki Crosby owner/creator of Whippy Cake has hired me to be her Project Coordinator. I am emailing, blogging; talking; and coordinating all kinds of things for Whippy Cake! Very FUN! I look forward to being a Whippy Cake Girl for A long time!

Prom with Jacob...

This goodlookin kid is Jacob... He was a set-up, his Prom date had to cancel last minute, so the hunt began to find him a fun, and gorgeous date! Enter Charlee, they e-mailed a list of all of Jacob's admirable qualities, and some of his Pics... Wow he was such a cutie pie, we were sold... He and his AMAZING Mom Judy Cozza PHOTOGRAPHER, came over to meet us, she told us her idea about Cabella's, it was so much fun. Needless to say they had a Fantastic time, and we made some wonderful new friends, what a great Family...

Some new Talent...

This is Elias and his friend Trexton, Elias is a friend of my daughter Charlee's... He is exceptionally talented, I am so impressed with him... He said I could share this...

Potty Mouth...Warning; there is a little potty language in this post.

Side note, I tried to google a picture of a potty for this post, if you have my issues, do NOT ever do this! I will forever have those images in my brain!

I know you think I am referring to a few mildly inappropriate words that I might struggle with, but if you ask my kids I am overcoming this issue... No I am talking about my aversion to public restrooms, and how often my disdain for them comes up in conversation lately, mostly because I am going to NYC in a few weeks... But I have been reassured that there are many clean restrooms to use as we roam the City..

I think it all started with my Grandma Joy.. One of the many useful things she taught me, was how to light a match when ever you,... you know... Anyway, that is something that I have been doing ever since.. So now I don't even like to sit in the bathroom with myself, so it's a match, and IN and OUT as quickly as possible. I have never or will never understand people who spend long periods of time reading or doing crosswords in the potty room.. Go lock yourself in your closet with the cedar chips for solitude, it is a much more pleasant experience.

So I just haven't had the best luck with Potties... A few years ago our family went some good friends to Lake Powell, we stayed on their houseboat and between the 2 Families there were 9 children, it was great, but a little close quarters, so naturally I decided that I would only go PeePee(#1) on this trip, just to be polite to everyone...I could hold out for 4 days, I just wouldn't eat much. Well about night #2, I had to go #2, and Justin and Melyndas's room is near enough to the bathroom that I just couldn't do it. So the next morning I waited until everybody was busy and most of the kids were out playing in the water or on the wave runners. Justin was organizing the ski boat and everybody seemed occupied, so I slid quietly into the Bathroom, by this time my stomach was rolling and I was sick, and freaking out because even though I had brought matches, I was afraid to use them, I thought that with the gasses and such, I might blow up the boat or something, (because that is totally something that I would accidentally do.) So I am praying that I can get through this quickly, when all of the sudden , I hear, from above my head Alyssa say, or rather holler; "WHAT is THAT SMELL?"..I was dead silent, and i started sweating, & praying that she would just go away, she was walking right beside the little window which was open, and said; "DAD WHAT IS THAT SMELL, IT SMELLS LIKE SOMETHING DIED!". then she called to my daughter Stephanie, COME SMELL THIS", holy crap, I was dying, my hair was soaking wet from sweat at this point, I didn't dare flush, or move, or anything...In the mean time Justin told Alyssa to go do something else and he would come over and investigate when he got a minute, he was sure it was just the bathroom and nothing to worry about.. Luckily the girls lost interest and moved on, I was just about flush when someone, another child, on the other side of the door said EWW,I CAN SMELL IT TOO, WHAT IS THAT?...go away go away go away, I am silently begging, when I realize all of the are adults are now back on board & talking... when MY sweet, clueless Husband says; "WHERE IS WENDY?" ok after you have been married several years, aren't you supposed to have a 6th sense with your partner, and just know when they are in trouble??? If our roles had been reversed I immediately would have assumed that Loren was taking a dump, and I would have averted every ones attention away from the flippin Bathroom.. No not Loren, again; "HAS ANYONE SEEN WENDY?" This is when I totally lost it, and said to hell with it, I flushed the toilet, & everybody got quiet, and I yelled Yes it was me and my freakin smell I had to go! Sorry everyone, I am sorry! But I couldn't hold it anymore.. I was humiliated, once again.

This reminds me of another time when I was staying at my friend Vicki's Cabin in Deer Valley Utah, if you can call it a cabin it is a mansion, They are the Moguls of Swift Transportation, and it is beautiful, and yeah I had a potty incident.

Charlee Bug is Graduating..Class of 2010!

Kathy Scoffield did Charlee"s Senior pics. We think they are amazing. Here a a few...

We are so happy with the way they turned out. I highly recommend using Kathy for your Senior, Family, or Wedding Photography. She is great to work with, reasonably priced and most importantly captures the true beauty of her clients.

I just kept running, and running and running.....

I decided to write this story next. Yesterday my Aunt charlotte had me tell it to my cousin Lacie who was down for a visit. My Aunt was there when this took place and she said it was one of her worst days...It happened to be one of my best.

So Charlotte is an amazing and strong woman, my Dad is her Baby brother. She went through Breast cancer some years ago and all of the scary stuff that goes with it , SHE is definitely a survivor, I could write pages of what this woman has survived. Anyway she is quite the advocate and has raised thousands of dollars for breast cancer research, one of the ways she did this was by organizing a"walk-run" for the cure 5k, it happens every October on a Sunday, so she organized this for the day before so those who wanted to participate could, without running on the Sabbath. I was totally psyched to run because I was actually kind of in shape at the time, I had been running about 3 or 4 miles a day. I wanted to show my kids that I COULD actually run. side note; once when I was trying to get in shape after I had given birth to Emmi, I was running and one morning my 3 and 7 year old girls were out on the porch and Charlee started screaming for her Daddy, he came flying out to see what had happened and Charlee simply said we didn't know Mommy could run!!! So this is why I loaded my Family up and we all went down to my Aunts Stake center, Loren would be walking with the kids and pushing a double jogging stroller, and I was just going to try and run the whole way and get a good time. It was pretty chily that early October morning so I felt like I could do the run without water.. When the race started there were a couple of hardcore runners who took off fast, and then some roller bladders just behind them, I said goodbye to my Family and started passing the walkers..That was a cool feeling to be passing so many people. I ended up behind the 2 ladies who were Roller-blading, I wasn't close enough to talk to them but just close enough to keep them in my sight and follow them. O did I mention that I had know idea where we were going except that it was just over 3 miles and we would end up at another church building...it was a beautiful day and I felt I was keeping a good pace thanks to those ladies in front of me, a while later i knew we were pretty close to the finish , but we were winding through a neighborhood and I couldn't see the top of any church Steeples yet, about this time my uncle drove by to check on everybody and I told him I was fine and that I would beat him there..haha, so he drove on. I kept my eye on the Ladies and kept running, when we got to Happy Valley Rd. they made a left and so did I. So here we were on Happy Valley, not the most ideal place to run, but I knew we had to be so close. kept running and running. I knew I had been running over an hour and that I had gone further than 3 miles, but the further I ran, the larger the gap between me and the bladers, so they couldn't hear me calling to them to wait up. You know, with all the traffic whizzing by, I knew I was wrong and that we were lost, but I didn't want to stop, I had no idea where I was , so I kept following them, around this time I really wanted to stop, and walk for a while, and drink would have been nice, my pace had obviously slowed because they were looking tinier. I started to get a little delirious after about 2 hours, because at one point I actually thought I saw a Steeple and that we hadn't missed it at all..haha. Then I started to get paranoid that these ladies in front of me had never been a part of the race and were on some whacked-out cross country roller blading trek, there were a lot of rocks and NO side walk areas. It was crazy that they were on blades....

Back at the Church my aunt and Husband were beside themselves they thought I had for sure been kid-napped and dumped somewhere in the desert. the entire Stake was searching, knocking on doors, looking in ditches, my Aunt went to the fast food places hoping that I was just needing snack and maybe passed out in a public restroom, UH NO! i would Never! ( my public restroom issues). My Aunt said all she kept thinking,the whole time she was crying and searching and praying was that she was going to have to call my Dad and let him know that she had gotten me killed on a 5K. Anyway they also had a prayer circle, and my poor Husband was being questioned by the Police, things like; have you been having any problems in your marriage lately? and Did you and your wife have a fight this morning? Yeah it was pretty intense....

Back to me, Running and cramping and feeling nauseous, but I kept running, I couldn't lose sight of the bladers.At last I could see civilization, there was a gas station ahead but the bladers kept going past the station, I thought maybe they lived over there, they were stopped at a traffic light and were waving to me so i also kept running past the circle K and finally up to them. That's when we decided our best bet would be to go back to the circle K and borrow some money and call someone. One of the ladies had a teenager with a car and knowledge of how to get to the church where we were supposed to be, we all climbed in her little truck, the ladies said that they thought they were going the right way because I was still behind them. uhh. Anyway as we were driving back to where we were supposed to be, I was freaking out that I had actually run that far!!!! RAD! I am AWESOME! My Family was going to be so proud, hahahaha. When we pulled into the church parking lot there were still quite a few people there , some police, and my Family who looked like they had just run 10 miles straight too. My Aunt and children clearly had been bawling, and my husband was relieved that I was safe & that he didn't need a lawyer. The Police asked me a few questions and just walked away shaking their heads. As for the people who didn't know me and had wasted a whole Saturday looking for me, they were more than a little irritated with my cheerful attitude and Pride in my running ability. I thought they would be upset with the roller ladies because they should have known where we were going , THEY were in the Stake for heaven's sake, but they had all assumed that they had already gone home, they didn't even know they were missing too. I ran 10 miles! well maybe 9, well for sure I ran 8 and a half miles that day without stopping! Every muscle in my body locked up after that, I could barely walk for 2 days and i had blister where only seasoned runners get blisters! WOOHOO. I did learn some valuable lessons that day and have used this experience in teaching my children and the Young Women in our Church..So still it was one of my best day's, I did something I would never have thought I could do, It is just a bummer that I brought terror and shame to my Family at the same time. Thankfully everyone thinks it's hysterical now, my Aunt had to move out of her ward after that...Just kidding. But I was never asked to participate again...