One Happy Little Family: Mid-late September update

I havent blogged for a while. We have been somewhat busy and to tell you the truth I just havent been "in the mood" to blog. Well here I am forcing myself to give a little update for those who might care. I dont know if there are even any of you who do care that much but oh well.

We went to the fair. As my Aunt's husband likes to call it the white trash fair. But we go every year and we love it. We always have a lot of fun together. It's kind of become a tradition for us. We have gone every year since the year that Grant was in my tummy. If that makes sense??? Anyway here is my grown up little man eating a what he considers mexican food. I had real mexican food, kind of? LOL

This is Grant on one of the rides. I went on it with him, only because I wanted to get pictures. I am glad I went. In this picture he looks a little retarded but you can see in his face what a ball he is having. It was so funny to listen to his cute laugh.

Last week Grant had his first field trip. We went to the zoo and we took Dax with us. So here are my little boys. This is probably the closest Grant will ever have to a brother. We really love Dax and he is a wonderful baby! It's funny Grant's teacher's name is Miss Maria but he calls her Miss Aria, so cute!

One night I had been out running some errands and when I came home Jared had ordered pizza and he and Grant were in the living room on the couch eating pizza on the TV tray. I came in and sat in front of the couch to talk to them. Grant got a bit excited and slipped off the couch sending the TV tray flying and the cup of marinara sauce he was using to dip his bread sticks in. This was the result. And this is what it looked like after cleaning it. Jared went to smith's and rented one of those rug doctor machines. It still looks like hell. Note to self: No 4 year olds eating in the living room, or just dont leave him home with dad anymore. LOL

My Aunt Diane passed away on Sept. 13. Thank God she did pass away peacefully. It was sudden and unexpected and we were all taken back and shocked by it. My Mommy was really upset about it and it was really hard for her. It was also really rough on her children, as it would be for any child having to say good bye to their mother so soon. The viewing was last Friday night and I really tried to prepare myself for it all day. I dont think you can ever really be prepared for something like that. Though I tried to prepare and I told myself I was going to be strong for my mom I wasnt. I was a wreck. It was a lot tougher than I thought it was going to be. Saturday morning we all gathered at the mortuary for a family prayer and to say our final good byes. WOW! I've never really experienced anything so heart wrenching. I've never had so many people I care so much about so sad around me. I was absolutely heart broken. From there we w ent on to the cemetery and they had the most beautiful grave side services. Each of Diane's kids spoke about her and I couldnt help but sit there and think about my own Mommy, who was sitting right next to me, hurting so badly for the loss of her sister and I know that she was also hurting for her nieces and nephews. My heart was aching for my cousins as well. And also for their children who will now grow up without their Grandma Diane in their lives. I kept thinking what would I do in their situation, if that was my mom my best friend, how would I react and what would I say about her, how would I live through the death of my mom? This is what I came up with... I wouldnt say anything because I know that I am not strong enough. I could not have gotten up in front of my family and spoke like my cousins did. They were so strong and brave. I dont ever want to find out but I am almost positive that I would not make it through the death of my mother. I know eventually it will happen but I hope it is not for a very long time.

I want my cousins to know that I am thinking about them every single day and my heart is aching for them. If you need anything or someone to talk to or just someone to lean on I would love to help, listen, or hold you. Any of you. I love you all.

We went to Snowbird for Brock's birthday. He is 19 now. Can you believe it? It was beautiful up there and we had a lot of fun. Some would even say I had a (little too much) fun. But I will deny it all. You have to remember it had been a really hard day full of many emotions and crying. I love this picture of my Daddy and my boy!