It's September Already?

I just looked, and the last time I updated my blog was in March. That's so sad! I can't believe how busy life is right now. Brock is about to turn 9 on Saturday. He just started flag football, and loves it. He's in 3rd grade and LOVES school. Tyler is no longer a toddler. He is smart, and funny, and loves to look after everyone else. He is itching for school, but I'm making him wait until next year for preschool, because frankly, I don't want to have to pay that much money for two years in a row. So we're just trying to keep him entertained at the moment. Doug is busy at school. He's teaching 7th and 8th grade this year, and is trying to get ahead in his lesson plans so when Basketball season comes, he'll be prepared. I have been released from cub scouts and am now the 1st counselor in Young Womens, which I LOVE! I'm loving every minute of it, and believe me, it consumes a lot of minutes. My surgeries are (hopefully) behind me now, and we are looking forward to the holidays. Fall is my favorite time of year. The leaves outside are starting to change colors, and I only wish it would last longer than a few weeks like it usually does.

Updates

Baseball season has officially started for Brock. He had his first practice yesterday. His team this year is the Twins. He has spent the past few weeks outside with his baseball glove, bat, and a ball, practicing. One day, he came in complaining that our backyard was too small (something I never thought my children would complain about because it's pretty big). He said, "I just can't practice my batting without it going over the fence!" So now he drags us around the corner to the field by the church to practice as much as possible.

Tyler is patiently awaiting his turn, because his T-ball season starts a little later. But he enjoys practicing. I really wish we could option out of T-ball and go directly to baseball. Both of my boys could hit the ball without the T before they were even officially old enough to play, and the whole T-ball thing just seems to mess up everything. But it's fun, and that's the whole point, right?

Tyler is growing up faster than I am ready for him to. The other day I asked if he wanted to help with the dishes (he LOVES helping me, and usually does it without asking). He said, "That's okay, Mom. You can do it all by yourself. You're a big boy now!" He's a crack-up, I tell ya.

Welcome Back

So I know it's been awhile. Okay, like four months, but life is crazy, and I've had very little computer time lately. So, to recap:

First there was Christmas. It was our first Christmas NOT in Las Vegas.

It was fun to start our own traditions. (and then, of course we

drove to Vegas the next day)

The boys got a puppy from Uncle Robert. This is Max Hall. (And yes, we are BYU fans and if you didn't know that, then . . . just don't mention it to Doug.)

He is also known as "Maxie", "Maxiepoo" (Tyler started that one) and occasionally from me, "that dang dog!" But, we couldn't have asked for a better dog. It turns out he and Tyler are very similar - they both love food, can't sit still for more than a minute, prefer being outside, even in the winter, and get jealous if I give any one else my attention. So you could say I was quite prepared for Max.

It wasn't until after we got back from Vegas that life got crazy. It consisted of:

Month-long bronchitis for me

Surgery for me

Tyler's 3rd birthday!

Basketball Season for Doug ended. (Yay!)

Another trip to Las Vegas

Blue and Gold Banquet / Pinewood Derby for scouts. (I'm Brock's Den Leader, and Doug is Cubmaster, and so it took up a lot of our time.)

A trip to Salt Lake

And now we are back, and things seem to be calming down a bit, but I don't expect that to last long. Easter is right around the corner, and the snow has finally melted from our yard. Soon we'll be gardening and barbeque-ing, and school will be out. I'll try to blog when I can, but in the meantime, know that we are alive and well, and very, very blessed.