Hooray for everything going wrong... For WEEKS Brian has been trying to get going on the sprinkler system. But something always went wrong. It was too muddy or he couldn't rent the trencher or we had to run to Vernal. Well today we are grateful for all of those hiccups! Friday our irrigation water was turned on and a decent sized sink hole appeared in our "yard." Today they came to dig it up - sure enough, that pipe is BROKEN. So now they'll fix it and THEN we can do our landscaping. I'm so glad we don't have to replace parts of the sprinkler system - or worse - curbing!


And that is my last post tonight. :) In the next day or so I'll post pictures of the house so far - because Trisha keeps asking for them!

Colorado Has Easter Too... It is very, very, very strange to have a holiday outside of Utah. Saturday after Grandma Bigelow's funeral Mom, Dad & Kris came home with us. They stayed over and went to church with us the next day. We came home and there were clues for the boy from the Easter bunny. How interesting that he does scavenger hunts at Nana's AND at our house!

Dinner was fabulous - and the company was even better. There were only seven of us, it seemed very quiet and very small. We missed Trish a lot - she still hasn't seen the house, and Easter in Colorado was her idea to begin with! Pam G., Pam C. & Mike still need to come visit too! Hopefully we'll have a bunch more for the next Colorado dinner - Jason's birthday in June.

On loan to Puerto Rico... 3 months and one day later than we expected Steve entered the MTC. I'm getting a lot of use out of the word "bittersweet" these days. In the back of my mind on the way home I thought it would be perfect if Steve was waiting at home for us. Can't you picture someone with authority saying "your family has been through enough. Steve's mission can be here with you. It is enough that you were willing to send him." Hey, it worked for Abraham. Oh well. Justine's not old enough to marry him right now anyways!

In all seriousness, I'm surprised at how hard it still is days later. The memory of those awful weeks is still very fresh to me. Every time I look at pictures of Steve I'm reminded of how completely terrified I was that night at the hospital in Roosevelt. And yet here he is - 99% recovered and ready to serve the Lord for two years. He's a living testament to the power of prayer and healthy living.

Bittersweet Sunday... The last Sunday dinner with Steven for two years. I'm not good with change in general - but this is even worse than normal for me. Sunday has been my favorite day of the week for years now - all of us invading Mom's house for dinner, the Sunday afternoon walk... these are the things my boys will remember forever.

We were lucky enough to witness the fabled Easter scavenger hunt. The Easter bunny came to Nana's house a week early so Steve wouldn't miss out. I was lucky enough to help out with the clues - I even hid all of Kristine's. What a fun tradition! (I still think that the married kids should get something. Maybe we should start a petition!)

Early Easter Egg Hunt.... April 8th there was an Easter Egg hunt at Cross Orchards - a "living history" museum. They aren't open yet, but I'm excited to take the boys there and show them how they did things back in the day of real cowboys. The boys had a blast, but they both had upset tummies. Daddy let them eat candy in the back of his truck - and they took full advantage of the opportunity. Of course - even getting sick on candy one day didn't diminish their desire for it just a few days later!

Finally. I'm an aunt. Jason & Alex made everyone else aunts and uncles - but now Brian and I get to join the club. Meet Jake. He's adorable, his Mom is doing a fantastic job, and I can't wait until he gets a little bit older and RSV season goes away so the boys can really get to know him! Isn't he PERFECT?