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Thursday, July 22, 2010

Hi Horsey!

We all love Ivy, how could you not? She is so dang cute and sweet and silly. So on Saturday we were picking up Steve's truck at the Draper rodeo grounds... lost key... long story... anyway. While we were waiting for the tow truck we sat in the stands and there were 2 horses in the arena. Ivy started yelling "Hi horsey, hello!" we laughed and thought she was so cute. Then she said "Hi horsey, hello! I'm 2". Then on Wednesday we were all at Ella's swim lessons and a kid there had a toy turtle and she did the same thing. "Hi turtle, hello! I'm 2."

Tuesday, July 20, 2010


In June I did a triathlon. It is something I have always thought would be cool to do, so I am super happy to check it off my list. It was a 300 yd swim, 11.5 mile bike and 3 mile run. It was a cold and rainy morning and I was soooo nervous. Mostly for the swim part. I discovered that swimming laps is hard for me and not my favorite thing. So I was anxious to get that part over with and get on with the race. Luckily the rain stopped right before the race started. I got all my stuff set up in the transition area and then went and waited by the pool. Steve came with the kids and I was happy to have them there. The swim wasn't that bad, I made it through without stopping but my body was so tired and I felt like I weighed 500 lbs as I got myself out of the pool. Then I was off to ride my bike. The bike went well, I was just cold from being soaking wet and it was a cold wet day anyway. And then the run.... I had a bit of a side ache at first but then I got my groove on and felt good for the run. It was my favorite part and I was happy that I could do it, a lot of people were walking by this time. I am proud of myself for doing it. Andrew was the photographer for the event and I think he did an excellent job. But for some reason the computer made a "error" and half the pictures were lost. So this is what we have.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Memorial Day

Memorial Day has always meant that we go down to Grandpa Sargents grave. It is cleaned with a brush and water, the grass around it is trimmed, the urns are washed off and then in go the flowers. We then all stand behind the grave and take a picture. The last few years we have sang Love At Home, grandpa's favorite hymn. I love this tradition. I love being with my family, grandma, aunts, uncles, cousins and now all the grandchildren that have joined us. It is good for me to remember where I came from. I have amazing grandparents that worked hard in life, they are an example to me and I love them. I will be glad to meet grandpa again.