You Bum Looker!!

* WARNING...this post is disturbing on all levels and I take no responsbility for any dryheaves that my occur....read at your own risk!!

Sooooo....the husband gave me a weekend getaway for my birthday. I know....fantastic right?!? It was well needed and although I hate leaving my kiddos I knew I would love just being with my love...ahhhh(vomit). We headed to the George for some serious relaxation. Being in a car together always is quite entertaining and we seem to make each other laugh..(okay, who am I kidding...we make ourselves laugh and the sarcasm is continually flowing that the other one just thinks the other one is laughing at them.....get this straight people...I am the funny one!!!...see I just giggled at myself!!!) Anywho....we decided that since we have lived in this great state and never visited Zions that now was a good time to seek out that adventure. I know...we live on the wild side!! Well, we drove to the Visitors Center with not an inkling of our plans for the day...we almost got sidetracked by a sign leading to a city where well known polygamists live....WHAT?...we are professed people watchers. Anyways back to my story, as we were about to embark on our little bus ride up the canyon I told my hubby that I needed to use the restroom. No big deal right? We all, whether we like to admit it or not have to pee at sometime or another....I just happen to have to pee every 30 minutes. Sooooooooooo.....................





......the bathroom is chuck full. I had no idea that Zion's was like Disneyland as far as how many people come and go from that place. For those who have never been in a women's bathroom it is like little anxious sardines waiting for their turn to get to a toilet. There is ALWAYS a line to pee and to wash your hands (ironically more people in the line to pee...gross....). FINALLY my turn comes up....it is the handicap stall but a girl needs to pee and I see no one in need of this special stall. I take my place in the bathroom and as I always do in a public bathroom I squated over the toilet so as to not sit in anyone else's splashes. I know.....men are always puzzled by this which just tells me they have never stood up from a toilet and realized they now have a random strangers pee on their behind...(for me...it causes serious dryheaves)....so I squat...shoot me. Anways ..... I am squating and peeing away when out of the corner of my eye I see people...I slowly look up and see people staring at ME. Oh YEAH...my door has swung wide open for who knows how long and there I sit..ok squat...in all my glory. What does a girl do? Does she pull her pants up and head to the door to shut it? NO...that would be too easy. My mind doesn't work that nicely...I scream and then run to the door....PANTS DOWN....in the middle of midstream (drip drip) but the door has swung all the way out and I am trying to pull it with the one hand and its not coming so I panic and start trying with two hands when it dawns on me that I am now full on standing with my pants down for all to see (you know...just in case they missed it the first ah 7-10 seconds....(thanks for the help women...you know you could have helped me.) As I finally got the door shut I just stood there by the door for a good few seconds dying of embarassment and comitting my life to never coming out of this stall....home sweet home..... How was I to walk out of this stall gracefully to all the women who have now ran and told their loved ones about the peep show in the bathroom....BUT I did it.....with a grin on my face.





So....lets just say that on that very warm day I saw a piece of Zion's and Zion's saw a piece of me!





The rest of the trip was wonderful and less embarassing.....I know who I am and I know embarassing things happen to me on a regular basis but this one has to be up there at the tip top. We were able to cram so much into just 3 days. Zions, temple trips, shopping, Tuachan and Vegas for Lion King and of course eating....LOTS of eating! It is good to know that after 12 years Greg and I can still have a fantastic time together! Love ya babes and I am grateful that even though I showed the goods off to complete strangers you still walked within 10 feet of me at all times of our trip!! Now that is love!!!

In honor of the World Cup!!

Soccer is our lives with these three little boys....and now this girly girl has become a fan of this sport...BUT don't worry, I usually cry during a really good game because I am just soooo happy!! (Isn't the boys coach a knock out?????)

A road trip

When you are bored on a trip why not use the throw up bucket for a hat? Seriously so cute!!!

Happy 31st to ME!!!

Greg gets so mad during these photo shoots because we can never get a decent picture of us...after 50 failed attempts this was the best I could get!! Sorry hun that we only were able to capture half of you! I had a fabulous birthday with my adorable family! They made sure I was treated like a Princess!!! I love you guys!!

A brother's love

Who doesn't love to share a towel after a shower? Dal's such a good big brother to these little boys!! They already have a towel on but he's still willing to share his to warm them up~!!!

Motherhood

These 3 little boys mean the world to me. I am so lucky to have them in my life. Every day I just stare at them and marvel at their little miracle lives. Mother's day is always a treat for me as they busily prepare pictures for me and try to make my day so wonderful! It was my first mother's day where all of them were in the primary and so all of them went up front to sing....I felt so lonely sitting by myself but yet so proud that all three of them were up there singing....I was so proud I didn't realize I was singing the song with them at the top of my lungs! Um, yeah..I am one of those!! Mwah to my wonderful little boys!!!

Fathers and Sons

"Who invented Fathers and Sons...?." I know.....give me a long detailed explanation about how it commemorates the priesthood....I have heard it! I think it is dumb....because all it does is put me in a panic. Most moms enjoy it because it is their night free from their boys...REMINDER...I have only boys. Be QUIET...I know...what am I whining about..a night free from my whole family to do whatever I may. Take a good look at this picture. Do you notice the brightly colored clothes....that was for the benefit of my hubby...you know...in case they get lost..fall in the water....fall in the fire....I told Greg if you see orange and green you are doing good!!

Well, they survived and amazingly had the time of their life...and I slept behind a door blocked by a night stand with a bat nicely cozied up to me. It was a BALL!! :) I assume as they get older I will enjoy these little outings a bit more....won't I?

Aren't they the cutest 4 boys you have ever seen?!?!?

A Picture a Day!!!

New Goal: I got this idea from my sister. I will try to post at least a picture a day...maybe a story will develop in between but I can at least post a picture each day....because a picture says a thousand words!!

Who wouldn't love to watch soccer in the rain when you have the worlds largest umbrella. This picture sums up this soccer season of rain~!!!

We still exist!

I know seriously...we need something else to do don't we!!

We still do exist you know! Everytime I think of blogging I get a nautious feeling...don't get offended little blog world...it really isn't you...it's me. It just seems like if you miss a week you miss an eternity and we all know how long it takes me to blog about a week...let alone an eternity. I am sure I have missed so very much in my "out of sight, out of mind" approach and so I will just try to recap some of the most exciting parts.

We had Halloween, and Thanksgiving and Christmas!

No, I will update these one at a time...the truth is is that these memories are still on my camera and I will have to download them in order to remember what exciting things happened.

Ew, I can think of one. Greg just did a Best of EFY. We left the kids for a night and headed down for a quick 24 in St George...seriously....we need more time than that but as a parent, knowing that you are driving 4 hours away childrenless for a night makes you giddy. No really, like giggling like little school girls. I love just being with Greg and being with just Greg in a car for 4 hours up and back is quite the treat. Unless you have gag reflexes like me and he spits sunflower shells in a cup for 8 hours! I just had to look straight ahead and not at his massive collection of shells. See, I like to eat the whole sunflower seed...shell and all. Its less cleanup and actually pretty tasty and you only almost die when part of the shell lodges in your throat. Kind of scary in the middle of the desert....BUT don't worry, I didn't die!! Well, we pulled into George around 9 and met some friends for dinner. And then we did what ever other couple would do when they have no children.....WE WENT TO SLEEP!! Sorry, there is nothing like a hotel room with two queen beds and some seriously thick curtains...heaven!! We were up bright and early and headed to Greg's speaking assignments. He had three this day all at different places. His boss said there was about 1300 in each session. Well I had the treat of watching him and two of our good buddies. It was fabulous. Its hard for me not to make "Greg" signs and wear a number 1 finger when he speaks....I think it might distract from the spirit....maybe!! Greg did a fabulous job except....EXCEPT he had a "Greg moment". What is a Greg moment I hear you ask......DEFINITION: "A Greg moment is when one who is he (Greg) says something that no other would say to one person, let alone many persons... outloud...it is a time when the brain is working faster than the mouth." Got it? So what he was meaning to say or get accross was the importance of writing things down. And I will admit he is very good at this. The kid is a journal lovin, planner writing, 3x5 card fool. I sometimes joke that you can check his planner for when he needs to use the restroom...no seriously. Anyways, so his intention was to say, "In my pocket I always keep a 3x5 card and it drives my wife nuts..." Instead he said, "IN MY POCKET I ALWAYS KEEP A 3X5 CARD AND MY NUTS!!!" The kids didn't know what to say, I mean thats kind of personal right? They laughed and he about passed out. How do you come back from that...."What I MEANT to say was um, well, really not my nuts or my pocket, but my wife and my nuts and I MEAN....CRAP!" He doesn't recover from these "moments" very well. It was an experience and I was surprised he wasn't featured on the 5 o'clock news. Overall he did a wonderful job and we are trying to forget about the nut comment.,...for the rest of his life his buddies will slap his pocket and say, "Oh sorry buddy!!" I'm sure it will drive him NUTS!!!!

I am well as well. Well sort of. I have never felt so don pickin old ( I just pictured Mr. Blackburn...you know Don). This past few months have made me feel like a Grandma...no offense to the grandma's out there. Some of these moments have been shocking....some more shocking than others. Things that have made me feel old ARE: I got a bladder infection that turned into a urinary tract infection that turned into a kidney infection...WHAT? Yea, I should get the senior discount with that one. Another one.....I peed my pants. Don't judge me! It wasn't on purpose...I was being clean and not "sitting" but squating in the Chili's bathroom. I just happened to be distracted and missed the toilet. Ya,...try walking out of there after that experience!! Um, I got glasses finally and contacts (Um I think I'd rather poke my eyes out) and realized that a elderly person can probably see better than me. I can't live without them. If you see me and I don't say hi it is because I am not wearing my contacts or glasses and I can't see you....no seriously!! I AM OLD!! But all of these experiences have not affected me like this last one. I still can't come to terms with it and I might cry just recalling the experience. My feet have been killing me and my shin splints are horrible. I have had them my whole life and no matter what I do they only get worse. Greg has been testifying about his orthodics and talked me into going to the foot doctor to get some. As the doctor was looking at my feet his said a word that made me want to passout, gag and die! It may not be so horrible to you and maybe some have experienced it but to me it was the most shocking thing I have been told I am getting. Ready....Bu....buuuu.......I don't know if i can say it.....bbbbbuuuunn....oh alright..BUNIONS! That's it...bunions. The word makes me throw up a little bit in my mouth and I don't know why. I think because I associate it with being old and I AM NOT old!! I'm not! Stop it.....I am not old!! Just a minute...I need a tissue! I think its because I always thought I had cute feet! And while I am coming to terms with my oldness I really don't think I can ever come to terms with the old things happening to my body. Greg laughs at me because when I speak of this experience I have to whisper that awful word.....bunion. I mean whats next...depends? Stop it, I know what you are thinking..it would make my trips to Chili's a little less embarassing right? Now you know it all! Its out there and I feel much better. My name is Becky and I am developing a bbbbuuu....well you know!!

The boys are adorable and lovely and fabulous! I love these little guys to pieces. They say cute things all day long and I make them repeat them over and over so I will never forget any of them. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world....and I am! Dallin is just my little 25 year old trapped in a little boys body. He really is quite perfect and one of my best buddies!! He is a wonderful student and never ceases to amaze me with his schoolwork and knowledge. Greg and I are praying that he was blessed with the smarts since the smarts never came real easy for us. Okay, they came easier back than than they do now and I am not sure I can do above 7th grade math!! Alex is loving school and is the kindest most gentle little boy. He never wants to hurt anyones feelings and says he is saving money to buy his big brother a motorcycle....who does that? The kid is obsessed with money and asked me today for a metal detector....seriously? Colton, is my baby angel! He really is spoiled by me and Greg because just when he opens his mouth we both declare we want to eat him.....in a good way.....not a gross psychotic way!! He looooves school and when I asked him the other day who made him smart..(referring to myself) he quickly answered with his teachers name! Appauling....but I agree!!

Life goes too quickly and I am determined to write/type it all down!! This won't be the last you hear of me...I am recommitted. (Although I recommit myself to going off coke every third day so don't get your hopes up too much)! Until then or there.....goodbye!!