First, can I just say how much I hate this snow we are getting. I really wonder why I live in Southeast Idaho. Even when the weather is warm, the wind still blows you sideways! We will definitely retire somewhere else.
We have been busy with work, church, family, and we wish we were busier with friends. Sunday is a crazy day. Boone teaches gospel doctrine and I teach in the primary. We just cross our fingers that our kids don’t need us the last few hours of church.
Madison and Easton had birthdays in March. Maddy is now 5 and Easton is 2. Maddy is registered to start Kindergarten next fall and Kenzie gets to start pre-school. They are growing up fast. Easton gets to hang out with me all day for another year. POOR KID! It’s like having a little mini Boone following me around all day. He looks a lot like me, but he acts just like Boone.
I was able to have a long awaited surgery that I have dreamed about. LASIK!! No more glasses, contacts, or horrible headaches. I am so pleased with my surgery. I see 20/20 and my eyes are healing great! I was so nervous before the surgery; I wanted to run out of there. They gave me Valium that didn’t do a dang thing. Boone was no comfort. All he could think about was that this eye surgeon was doing a surgery every half-hour. Every half-hour, over $3,000.00 per surgery, that’s a lot of money. He leaned over to me while I was shaking in the chair and said, “Should I go back to school?” I gave him the crustiest look I could come up with. Of course he was kidding. He loves to joke with me when I am nervous. He reminds me of my dad in that respect. Annoying at times, but I love him more than life itself.
Last but not least, we seem to have a tough little cowboy on our hands! My dad would always get his grandson's their first pair of cowboy boots around age two. Since my dad is gone, my mom and I took Easton to Vickers in Idaho Falls and got him all decked out in a suede hat AND a pair of black boots just like Grandpa Danny used to wear. It was very emotional and both of us were crying. The store clerk must have wondered what was wrong with us, because we couldn't stop crying long enough to explain it to him. Too funny! He is my favorite little COWBOY!
