Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Halloween 2017

Our church had a trunk-or-treat and dinner a few days before Halloween.
 Ruger has been watching Cars over and over so I thought it was fitting that he be Lightning McQueen.  Even now, he still likes wearing his "Ka-Chow hat" anytime he can.
 Hyrum was a Creeper from Minecraft.  His and Ruger's outfits were nice because they were actually pajamas so they get to wear it over and over.
 I'm not sure what Brigham was but he wanted it to be all black and to have a hooded cape like thing.



 Look at that "creeper"behind Levi and Ruger.  C-R-E-E-P-Y!
 Looks like Brigham got a taste of his own medicine!

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Combined Pictures of Nanny/Poppy Time

Nanny and Poppy brought Ruger back on a weekend so they stayed the night with us.  But first we went to a trampoline place to show them what the boys love to do.



The boys almost always choose to go to one of these trampoline places for their birthdays back in Utah so we were really happy to find one here in Oklahoma.
Ruger and Nanny took a little break to enjoy the massage chairs there.
 We took pictures at the temple before it started to get torn down the next week.
 Fast forward a few weeks later.  Me and the boys went to Jay for the weekend.  David couldn't come with us because we left during the week and he had to work.  Plus, he really needed to get the truck fixed that weekend anyway.
 When Nanny and Poppy had been to our place to bring Ruger back, they were wearing these shirts.  Hyrum loved them!  All Nanny had to do was ask if Hyrum wanted one and it was there in the mail within a few days.  I wanted to make sure that they all wore it on the same day so I could get this awesome picture.
 Nanny thinks its pretty cool that Hyrum likes bath bombs so much.  So she bought stuff to make homemade ones for when we came.  He got to make it with his cousins and Nanny.  Mom has always been good at doing crafty stuff with the grandkids.
 The reason we came down to Jay was because there was a scrapbooking convention in Grove that weekend.  Mom and my sisters usually do this every year.  I haven't been able to do this in years due to being so far away.  
 This was a continual joke through the whole weekend!  Mom knew, from years past, that at the convention there would be music played that she wouldn't like.  So she brought these headphones.  
 We, of course, used every opportunity we could to point out that her most despised music artists were on the radio...even when she wasn't paying attention and didn't have to put those headphones on!  We'd sing along, tease her and tell her it was over with, she'd take off those sound canceling headphones and then have to hear her "favorite"music after all!  Yep, we are brats!



 Apparently we are ghosts in this picture.

April won a prize in this picture.  We all won a major prize on Saturday night.  Mom entered us in the talent show.  We sang Garth Brooks' song, The Change.  We won 1st place. We won gifts but the biggest gift of all for me was to be able to perform in front of so many people and not feel like I was going to have a major anxiety attack.  It was so weird.  I have never liked performing in front of people.  Not even when I was growing up and didn't even know what anxiety was.  But I did.  I was nervous, of course, but it wouldn't be until years later that I would experience anxiety.  

When Mom told us that we would be performing just a couple weeks before the convention, honestly, I just didn't think about it.  I couldn't.  I was dealing with so much internally that I couldn't.  I'm not joking when I say that I only practiced the song twice by the time I got to Jay.  That is so very not normal for me.  But I just couldn't.  Maybe I was afraid I'd freak out.  Maybe I was just to messed up to even think about worrying about that. 

But the convention was perfect.  I just relaxed.  I didn't worry about anything.  The only thing I struggled with was my body.  Because I have been doing so poorly, my body has been hurting.  So I was in a lot of pain that weekend.  My whole body ached but most of all, my eyes were blurry and my head just pounded.  But honestly, I've been dealing with this for a long time now.  It felt normal with the exception of not worrying.  That part was so...I don't know how to describe it.  It was very much what I needed.  Sunday was the first day that my head didn't hurt so bad and my body didn't ache much at all. I tell you all this because I think it has somewhat to do with the performance.  I just couldn't worry about it.  I just couldn't.  Plus, I had the comfort of my sisters and mother next to me.  My heart didn't race one bit while up on that stage.  Not once.  

If that isn't a miracle, I'm not sure what is.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Is It Wrong If I Name This MOMMY'S RUGER BREAK?

In an earlier post, I wrote about Dad coming up and getting Ruger so that he could spend a week and a half with Nanny and Poppy.  It was to help us get unpacked and the older kids registered for school but really it was a break for Mommy.  As I stated before, my mind wasn't doing to well at all.  So little did Dad and Mom know that their daughter desperately needed to get things in order without an incredibly active boy around.  I could finally put effort into fixing me.
Mom and Dad sent a lot of pictures during the time that Ruger was with them.  I have no doubt that he was spoiled and well taken care of.
I can't remember which one sent me this one but they said that they couldn't find him anywhere.  When they finally did, he was hiding under the loft with a bag of candy that he had somehow gotten! 

 Mom said that on this day he had been asking for popcorn all day.  When he finally got it, he was stuffing it all in his mouth like a starving child!

 I can't get over how cute this little recliner chair is!  When Mom and Dad brought Ruger back to us, they let him bring this chair.  He has been so cute in it!  We don't let the boys eat in the living room so we have had to make a special rule that if Ruger eats in the living room, he can only eat in this chair.  But it doesn't stop there.  He has to have a "blankie" covering his legs when he eats.  That is his rule; not ours!  It must have been a Nanny and Poppy thing because he's never had a "blankie" before. 


 A child after my heart: restaurant salsa!

And I'll end it with my very favorite picture that they sent.  Soooo him!

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Bricktown

We had only been in our new house for a night when Mom and Dad offered to pick up Ruger and take him back to Jay, keeping him for a week and a half.  There would have been a time when that offer would have never been accepted.  There would have been too much guilt with accepting that; telling myself that I could do this.  But I was so exhausted.  Mentally and physically.  When they offered it, it was more than a blessing.  I don't really know how to put it into words.  I feel as if this may seem exaggerated trying to express how poorly I was doing and had been for a while.  But I promise it is not.  Sometimes when someone goes through these periods, its not apparent to the person going through it.  But it was for me this time. And I knew it had been building up for a while.

I noticed how easy anger seemed to come.  I didn't want to call my Grandma because she can always tell when I'm not ok and I didn't want to worry her.  And there were other things. One of these days I will get on here and journal all that I realized.  I actually realized it while talking to Tricia on our girls night out just before we moved.  I found myself pouring out to her what I had been dealing with.  It felt good.  Real good.  The last time I got together with her, Rose was there, and they both wanted to know how I was (it was after Levi getting so sick) and I just remember tearing up and telling them I didn't want to talk about it because I knew I'd cry.  I should have opened up.  But that is the way it is.  When its happening, I don't want to talk about it.  And I really don't like that about myself.  I wish I could fix that.  I wish I could just tell myself that I need to talk about things.

But that is the nasty thing about depression.  It changes reality.  You don't think straight.  Anyways, I'm realizing that I'm not journaling about the whole reason I got on here.  Bricktown.

The weekend after Ruger left and after I had mentally and physically (by the time that Dad came and got Ruger, I was physically really sick. It's hard to describe how sick your body can get if your mind isn't healthy) gotten better, David and I took the 3 older boys to Bricktown.

 Mine and David's favorite part was the water taxi.  It was relaxing, informative, and entertaining!  
 I loved relearning all about the Sooners and Boomers.  
 It brought back memories of grade school in Jay and how we would reenact, every April, the Oklahoma land run.  We rode the river taxi twice and on the second one there was this OU fan on the boat.  Almost every time we passed a group of people on  the walkway next to the water, she would yell out, "Boomer!"  And almost instinctively they would yell back, "Sooner!"  Made me laugh every time!  David and I have lived near a lot of cities and every city has their own college or NFL team that it's residents seem to heavily follow.  All of them.  But I'm telling you that Oklahoma beats them all!  At least compared to all the ones we have lived by.  So. Many. OU. Fans! 

 One of the buildings that we passed was actually older than the state of Oklahoma itself.  That was kinda cool.  Bricktown is fairly new but the buildings were very old.  So a lot of money and time was put into restoring the area and putting in "new" businesses in these old buildings.  The water was not naturally there.  They dug down and a lot of what was showing on these brick buildings actually used to be underground.  Anyways, I could go on and on about all that the river guide taught us but I'll stop.

 The boy's favorite spot was Brickopolis (game area) and miniature golfing.

We spent a lot of time here.  It was really enjoyable and I was so glad that we got to do it.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Parrot Cove

We left our home in Utah on the 29th of September.  Maybe later I will journal about everything that happened.  Maybe.

Instead, I will journal something fun!
 Our last hotel stay, along the way, was in Garden City Kansas.  We got to play in an indoor water park called Parrot Cove.  It is connected to a hotel (part of the big slides actually started in the hotel, circled around outside and then came back in the hotel) and it was not busy at all.  It was a long trip, with some disappointments.  The boys deserved every bit of this little get away!
 Ruger
 Hyrum
 Hyrum

 Hyrum

 Brigham and Levi
 David

After 3 hotel stays, we were finally in Oklahoma!