Phew! Boy is it the dog days of summer--it sure is hot hot hot out there! But that hasn't stopped us from jam packed fun. Eric's sister, Hillary, and her family came our for a visit. We did our annual Parade of Homes tour with just the ladies, swam at Jessica's pool, had a BBQ, and went up to Salt Lake City. The adults and "almost" missionary Nathan, went through a session while the rest of the (old enough) kids did baptisms. It was really neat. I'd never been through the Salt Lake Temple so it was pretty cool. So much attention to detail inside and so much history. Then, of course, Kneaders French Toast for breakfast rounded out the trip nicely!
Second snafu was when we managed to get an auger to dig a few of the tree holes. We were sure to be super careful and make sure we didn't hit any of the electrical lines or plumbing going out to the barn...but we were lifting the auger out of one hole and wrapped around it was a length of........sprinkler pipe! Of course, the sprinkler we had just put in only a couple weeks before. We dug right through the spot where the main line goes into the yard--and we knew it was there, but it just totally slipped our minds to make sure we weren't digging into sprinkler pipe. Duh! What do-do heads. Well, it ended up only being a minor crises and easily fixed. It turns out we only hit the pipe that held the wire for one of the zones and tore the wire. We must have missed the main water line but millimeters because they were in the same trench. It was one of those tender mercies! Easy fix--we just got a remote timer for that zone and once we figured out how to set it, it has been working great.
Snafu three was because I was trying to be a good wife. Eric really wanted an Austrian Pine tree but the place we normally get our trees didn't have any. So while he went to Priesthood session of conference I went to a different nursery. They only had bigger ones that were kind of pricey. I wasn't going to get one, but they were having a Father's Day sale 20% off and since I'm such a kind wife (and since I didn't get Eric anything else for Father's Day) I decided to get one. It was big and heavy but we had a borrowed Bobcat at our house I thought would make it easy work. So once Eric got home we dug the hole (and it was big--the root ball was about 3 feet wide and 3.5 feet deep). It took both of us heaving our hardest to get the dang thing in the bobcat bucket. But we managed with a little elbow grease and sweat. Then we got the tree to the hole, dumped it in and......the hole was too shallow. Ugh. So now to get the tree out. . . . . yeah, it wasn't coming out. We broke a rope trying to lift it, could not even budge it. So, what did we do? We dug another hole right next to the other one and rolled the tree into it! Ha ha. It was a lot of digging (and now filling) but we managed to get it in. Now it better not die!!!!
After we installed the sprinkler system we were having trouble with dry spots and puddles so we spent a lot of time fiddling with the heads. Eric had to leave for scout camp a couple days after the hydroseed was sprayed so I was worried about getting it all worked out and ready to go. We had spent all day outside and in the evening noticed one more head that needed to be switched out. So we switched it fora different type of head and turned it on. It just sputtered water and didn't spray. Then we realized we needed a little plastic insert to make it spray the correct way. We had just seen them the day before so went to the barn to get one......they were gone. No where. Seriously. We looked EVERYWHERE in the barn (where they had been and where all the sprinkler stuff was). Every box of sprinkler supplies (and there were like 20), we moved hay to see if they got covered up, every garbage can, the garbage pile. Then we thought maybe the kids grabbed them, they said they hadn't seen them. We checked the house everywhere--every garbage--even went dumpster diving in our big outside garbage can. We must have looked for an hour. Then by that point we figured it was useless--no where left to look. Plus it was dark and getting hard to see. The next day was Sunday, then Eric was leaving Monday morning for scout camp. But we figured we'd just have to figure something else out the next day. So we turned off the barn lights and started back to the house. Eric was ahead of me and the whole time I had been saying those little prayers to help us find these little blue plastic things. But it seemed that it wasn't meant to be. But then, as I walked back to the house, I saw out of the corner of my eye a little something literally glowing on the ground, in the middle of all the rocks. I looked at it...and you won't believe, it was ONE of those little plastic things we needed. Just one. (They came attached to a strip of plastic as a set of 10). It was seriously like manna from heaven for me. We put it in quick and it worked like a charm. When I found it I seriously looked up at the dusk sky and felt like God winked at me, as if to say, "I've got you. Don't worry." It just made me think about how God is in the details of our lives, and even something as eternally trivial as a sprinkler system He knows about. And even though I KNOW He doesn't care about a sprinkler system, I know He cares about ME. I'm telling you we walked over those same rocks at least 10 times between the two of us. And it wasn't until after it all that I found it. Sometimes God lets us dig through the trash a little and get a little dirty before He gives us the answers--but it will always be for our benefit. It seems like a silly thing, but to me it was actually a neat spiritual experience.
So anyway, back to summer fun--we got a picture of the tallest/oldest and shortest/youngest grandkids on the Swenson side. Look at that difference! Joey just loves Nate, it is so funny, because he hasn't spent a lot of time with him. But Joey talks about him all the time--usually about how tall he is and how he never eats any sugar (Nate had to set him straight that sometimes he does eat a little sugar, ha ha).
Swimming lessons were a must for Maggie and Joey--my last 2 who still need lessons. Maggie is my little Coppertone girl. Blond, tan and loves the water. She loves to swim and did awesome at her lessons this year! Best in her class. Joey, well, he almost got kicked out the pool the first day, (yikes) but by the end of the week he was hugging his teacher at the end of class. So things must have turned around!
And it wouldn't be summer without another injury, and it wouldn't be the Swenson's house if Joey wasn't getting stitches again. My goodness, this boy is going to be like Frankenstein. This time he was running while holding a tuna can lid. I had told him to throw it away because it was sharp. So of course, he runs to the kitchen with it, and in the process bumps into Maggie and it gouges him in the chest. It wasn't huge but it was pulled way apart and you could see the fat and stuff under his skin. So I took him in to Eric and he stitched him up (gave him some happy gas--which makes Joey like a zombie...I love it). Ended up with 6 nice stitches. This boy! He certainly keeps me on my toes.
We managed to get the key to go up to the top of tower mountain. We took the ranger up and had a nice time. It was so hot at home, but WAY cooler up at the top. If you haven't done this, the first half is really rocky and bumpy and you can't go too fast--especially because one side is a drop off down the mountain. As as you get higher, so does the drop off! It makes me nervous at times but I try to remind myself that Eric doesn't want to drive off the side any more than I don't want him to drive off the side. But still, I was white knuckled for a lot of it! Here's me and Jake keeping a brave face!
The week with Carrie, Becky and the girls was so fun. My kids love her girls so much. I keep telling her to move closer! C'mon guys!
I realized I forgot to post about my Mother's Day cards in my last post. I got some great stuff. I got a monster heart card from Maggie. Tyler wrote me a poem:
Moms love you
Enough to correct you.
They hug you and kiss you
And when you're gone they always miss you.
When we have fallen
She stops us from bawlin'.
And when someone hurts her cubs
Mama bear starts maulin'.
I'm running out of room
So lets go out with a boom...by saying I LOVE YOU!
Jacob made me an awesome card designed like a pro. He said I am the best mom he could ask for. Nice.
But my favorite was Joey's. He made a card at school where they filled in blanks about their mom. He knew how old I was and said we like to cook together. Here's a few snippets of my favorites:
Mom likes to say: "I love you"
My Mom really loves: Me
My Mom's job is a: Doctor (maybe because I always put bandaids on his owies)
Mom is really good at: Being a Mom
and my favorite...
If I could go anywhere in the world with her, we'd go: To a gas station.
HA HA! Remind me not to take a trips with Joey! We would only make it down the block to the gas station.
It's been a crazy summer and I can't believe it is half over. Wish me luck with the grass and we will keep plugging away!