Provo City Center Temple Open House

We have had a strange week.  It was another sick week, I guess.  On Wednesday Kirsten threw up in the car on the way to the Rec Center.  Obviously, we turned around to go home.  By Thursday she seemed mostly better, if a little tired.  Friday morning Reagan woke up with severe chest congestion and a cough.  Honestly, I was about ready to pull my hair out.  At least one person in our family has been sick for nearly five weeks, and I was sick of it.

By Saturday afternoon, I was basically feeling like a monster.  So, as soon as the kids started quiet time, I went out running.  I've been preparing for a half marathon on March 12, and Saturday's run assured me that I will be able to do it.  I ran 11 miles around Springville.  First I ran up to the mouth of the canyon, which is a very steep ascent, and then I took a gradual downhill course back to our house in the valley.  My fitness tracker said that I climbed the equivalent of 27 flights of stairs during my run, most of which was during the first four miles.  Woohoo!  I returned to the house exhausted, but satisfied.  My mood was much improved due to the exercise and my personal accomplishment.

The weather was nice on Saturday.  So, even though Reagan was congested, she was able to play outside for an hour after I got back from my run.  It was fun to play with the girls in our yard and on the trampoline.  It made me so happy to see them be able to get their energy out, too.

Miraculously, on Sunday Reagan woke up completely better.  I was so pleased and so grateful that we could all go to Church together.  By the afternoon, she was pretty tired, and I thought that I might have jumped the gun on assuming she was better.  However, on Monday we were even able to do a short play date with our friends Melanie, Amielee, and Sadie.  Hopefully, everyone will be well on Thursday because we have another play date with my dear friend Jennie.  We've had to cancel play dates with her and her kids for about four weeks in a row.  She probably thinks I'm just making up excuses by this point.  It's been ridiculous.

If you can believe it, this morning I woke up with an upset tummy.  It's not been that bad, and honestly, I think it was just something I ate.  Hopefully, it will pass quickly.

Despite my upset tummy, I took the girls to the Provo City Center Temple open house this morning.  We reserved our time last month.  So, I wasn't about to miss it.  Matt and I had volunteered at the open house at the beginning on January, but the girls didn't get to come that time.  They have been so excited to see it.  It's a beautiful temple.  I'm so glad to see the Provo Tabernacle turned into such a lovely temple.

Reagan loves the Christus statue.  She talks about it quite often.  So, I was glad she got to see a replica at the open house.

Kirsten told me that she was definitely going to get married in the Provo City Center Temple.  She said that when she tells her future husband about how beautiful it is he will be convinced that he wants to get married there, too.

Get Away to Capitol Reef

The past week has been filled with fun adventures.  On Friday we had my niece Sierra over for a sleepover.  We picked her up from her house after she got out of school and drove over to the BYU Paleontology Museum.  The museum is little, but it has lots of interesting fossils and casts.  The girls especially liked the big prehistoric crocodile skull and the apotosaurus skeleton.  While we were looking around the museum, there were some student maintenance workers replacing Exit signs.  Reagan pointed to one of the young men up on a ladder and asked, "Is that a real man?"  Everyone thought that was hilarious.

After we left the museum, we went home and made chocolate cookies with peanut butter chips and homemade pizza.  Then we watched Aladdin for a family movie night.  When we have a family movie night, we all sit on a blanket on the floor and eat popcorn.  It's fun.  Kirsten and Reagan were delighted to share some family traditions with Sierra.

Hip bone of an apotosaurus

The girls in front of a dinosaur

Happy girls

Valentine's Day was nice and relaxed this year.  Matt and I went out to eat the night before to celebrate, and on Sunday, we went to Church in the morning and played Candy Land with the girls in the afternoon.  It was the first time they'd ever played Candy Land, and they both really enjoyed it.

On Presidents' Day we woke up early and drove down to Capitol Reef National Park.  It's one of the smaller national parks, so we almost had it to ourselves.  Kirsten couldn't stop ooo-ing and ahhh-ing about how amazing and beautiful Capitol Reef looked to her.  It was really cute to hear her.  I agreed with her wholeheartedly.  It was around 50 degrees, and we got to enjoy the sun, fresh air, and beautiful scenery.  What more could you want?

After hiking some of the Chimney Rock trail, we had a picnic lunch next to a little river and the orchards of the Fruita historic area.  Near the picnic area there was a sign posted about not feeding the deer.  We didn't see any deer, but Reagan became very concerned that deer were going to come steal her food.  Matt told her that if there were any deer aggressive enough to try to take her food, he would shoot them.  Then he proceeded to tell her that people are gored every year by deer.  He was being absolutely ridiculous, and Reagan's fears were mounting.  At this point, we reassured her that daddy was being silly and deer are the most timid of creatures.  Hopefully, she now understands that deer are not to be feared :)

After lunch, we took the scenic drive through the park.  On our way, we saw Cassidy Arch, Echo Rock, and an old uranium mine.  The girls really liked hearing their echoes off Echo Rock.  I think it might have been their favorite part of Capitol Reef.  Then Kirsten started begging to go on another hike.  So we hiked Capitol Gorge and up to the Water Tanks.  It was a pretty fun hike, but it was difficult on Reagan because she realized she had to go potty about half a mile in.  The hike was only two miles round trip, but she did end up peeing her pants on our way back to the car, which was pretty miserable for her.  When we got back to the car, we took off her pants, rinsed her off with a jug of water, and wrapped her up in my sweatshirt.  It was an exciting hike though, and I was proud of her for walking almost the whole time.
  

Matt and the girls in front of Chimney Rock.

Me and the girls in front of an old uranium mine.

The girls in the ruins of an old building

Capitol Gorge

Hiking up to the Water Tanks.  I didn't feel like a responsible parent once we got up here.  This hike was listed as easy, but we had to climb over rocks quite a bit near the end.  Never fear, they survived and even enjoyed it!

On our way to the water tanks.

This is one of the water tanks.  Apparently it holds water.

"I love . . ."

As I was helping Reagan go potty a couple of days ago, she announced, "I love fairies, angels, Jesus, and Heavenly Father."  Of course, I laughed at the unusual grouping of my sweet girl's expression of love.  It makes sense when you think about it.  She loves fairies, and fairies remind her of angels because they both have wings.  Angels remind her of Jesus and Heavenly Father because an angel announced Christ's birth.  It was just so dang sweet to hear her say that!

Speaking of love, Valentine's Day is coming up, and the Springville City Library had a Family Valentine's Dance on Monday night.  The tickets were free, but I had to reserve them online well in advance, so that we could go.  The evening included dancing to a live band and heart-shaped Valentine's cookies.  There was also a photo booth where we took the following fantastic pictures:

 

Reagan and Kirsten posing at the Valentine's dance.

The whole family

Daddy dancing with Reagan.  Kirsten insisted that she wanted to dance by herself.

Kirsten had some good moves!

More dancing

Lest you imagine that the evening was only full of fun and frivolity, I should share that Reagan had a complete meltdown when Kirsten refused to dance with her.  The meltdown was so bad that we had to go home.  It's not really her fault, I guess.  I thought she was doing better from her tonsilitis (or maybe I just hoped), but apparently she wasn't.  Or maybe she was and she just had a really big temper tantrum.  Sometimes it's hard to tell.  At any rate, it was a shame to have the evening end so sadly.

This week also included a fun birthday party for my nephew William who turned 14 yesterday.  We ate dinner at my brother Brian's house on Saturday and had a grand time with their family.

Another highlight was that I purchased my first skinny jeans, so that I could wear them with some stylish boots my mom gave me when Reagan was born.  Yes, it took me three years to get the appropriate pants to wear with them.  Now I'm crazy about the boots and the skinny jeans.  I've always thought skinny jeans looked so uncomfortable, but the ones I got are way more comfortable than my boot-cut jeans.

So I'm going to close by echoing Reagan's sentiment.  I love fairies, angels, Jesus, Heavenly Father, my family, dancing, birthdays, skinny jeans, and boots.

Sick Week

Kirsten spent nearly all of last week sick.  So we mostly stayed home, which means the week was kind of a blur for me.  She ended up developing a little pneumonia and strep throat, but despite how sick she must have felt, she never once admitted that she didn't feel well.  We watched a lot of tv, played with playdough, played board games, did puppet shows and colored. 

On Sunday I came down with the cold that initially made Kirsten sick, and I'm acting sicker than she ever did, even when her fever spiked at 103.3.  Ah, c'est la vie!  Kids are so lucky.  I'm sure I'll be better soon.
 

Elsa and Anna

I made these, and Reagan was in love.

Kirsten made her own Elsa and Anna.

Yesterday Kirsten was pretty much back to her old self, and I felt pretty well this morning.  So, I took the girls to get their hair cut.  They wouldn't let me take pictures, but it was so much fun to listen to them talk to their hair stylist about their pets, preschool, and family.

Having fun at Fantastic Sams

This week was also fun because I got to go to my book club on Thursday evening.  I like having people to talk to about books.  I've missed that since college.  This month we read Betty Smith's Joy in the Morning, which is about a young couple who gets married in the 1920s.  Carl, the husband, is in law school, and they are dirt poor.  It's a cute portrayal of newly-wed life.

On Saturday Matt and I met some friends at a restaurant in Provo.  I'd never eaten at Station 22 before.  They had yummy food, and spending time with friends from college and their spouses was even yummier!