Sick of cold

I'm sick of having a cold......

I'm sick of being cold.......

I'm sick of Macy having the eternal cold....

I'm sick of my kids one by one thinking they have a cold....

I'm sick of it being spring break and having a cold....

I'm sick of it being spring break and it BEING so cold (I know...I chose to live in Utah)

I'm sick.....

After the last few weeks of my life, I can't say I'm surprised that I'm sick. My mom and dad moved in for a stint after her knee replacement surgery. Wow! I always think I'm at the fullest capacity that I can be at, then the Lord finds a way to give me more, probably to humble me. I'm so glad she could recover here, but it was work to maintain 7 people (not counting me...I was not maintained). It had it's advantages, like someone to read stories and play games with kids, but my mom is normally such a busy lady, it was hard to keep her down!

Then Bill announced to me in the same sentence that he was basically gone for 2 weeks AND could we have his sister's wedding gathering (if I call it a reception, I'll freak) at our house?Hmmmmm.

Then he takes Quinn and Parker to Moab....great, yes, except he and the boys narrowly escaped death. Not his fault....dealership forgot to tighten lug nuts on FJ....yes, that is a big deal. Needless to say, I was shaking for a good 12 hours after the event.

Oh yes....I have 150 dance costumes to distribute out to my students and put on production for 1500 people. No pressure there.

It's a good thing I have a good sense of humor, diet coke, and good friends to complain to! And a half-eaten pan of brownies....

March Madness....pics of the fun.

Sorry...this post is only a little bit about basketball. Mostly it is just showcasing the highlights of a very busy March.

Macy wears everyone hats....she is constantly putting them on and taking them off. She has spent most the day in a race car helmet.

Emi was the only one brave enough to try green scrambled eggs on St. Patty's day. Wimps.

Parker had his "Utah History" school program. So cute....and they really made it interesting. Parker had several speaking parts.

Quinn has a newly found vigor for sports....he mentioned that he likes to shoot hoops at his friends house, and Bill was all over it. He went out and bought the hoop that weekend. Quinn spends so much time shooting hoops. He has obtained the nickname "Quinner Fredette". He loves it.

You can tell Macy is home with Quinn most of the time. The girl loves Rescue Heroes, trucks, basketball, etc.....She just throws her dolls around.

As you can see, her finger is in her mouth a lot. She is a character and quite a dancer. She is standing here right now shirtless, in one snowboot, and carrying a pinwheel.

Emi achieved her gold cup in piano for Federation and got to play in a special recital. She was so crazy nervous, but did wonderful.

Cowboy day at preschool. Quinn told me about it for a week ahead of time.

Yee haw!

Macy isn't much for eating in her high chair, but loves to snitch food from any of our plates. My mom always said that a messy eater meant you would be creative in later life. Macy will be an artistic genius. As will Parker.

Emi had her 2nd grade program...it was about the continents of the world. She danced 3 times in it and ended with a very cute penguin dance to "Boogie Wonderland". Bill is donning her beak.

Quinn and Emi filled up their charts with stars and each earned the right for a Beta fish. This is Quinn with Bullet (I talked him out of the name Blackie). Emi's fish is named Sparkles and is the laziest fish I've ever seen. I thought it was dying until the weird girl at Petco told me some are just lazy.

Macy...18 months of fun and frolic

Oh yes....indoor soccer. Quinn LOVED every moment of it and his team went undefeated. His favorite thing to do is slide on his tummy. Emi's team did not score one goal. But she is scrappy when it comes to soccer. It's fun to watch her.

Anyway...there was March. It is April 3rd today and snowing like crazy. Emi started the weekend in a swimsuit and ended in snowpants. Utah is weird. Conference was really nice and I found myself enjoying Elder Scott's talk, which I never understand why they stick that slow, soothing voice on Sunday afternoon. Of course, I was on a peanut butter M&M high. Thanks, Monika, for scoring me some of those beauties. I needed it!