I was cleaning Whitney's room and found this little bear that was given to her when she was a few months old. Grandma Jones gave it to her and it's called a wish bear. You write your wishes on a paper and put it in the little pillow that the bear holds. I found this note, I don't know how old it is. It says " Wish Bear, Please help me to get along with Tyler and Zachary better. This is my wish." Whitney. It melted my heart and also made me a little sad...
Josh's sweet Deacon boys came over and sort of had a going away party for him. We loved the cake! Gotta love a good cake typo...
The kids and I went to a friends house while her husband and Josh were off riding motorcycles in Utah. The boys had a little fun of their own... It's always fun when we go to the Lechtenbergs...
Captain Moroni dropped in to our primary...Totally normal.
Tyler swallowed a golden dollar at the end of February. We were told it would pass so we waited...and waited. Finally, after a second x-ray showing that it couldn't get past the stomach, he went in to have an endoscopy. This is what a golden dollar looks like after a week and a half in your belly. There's lots more I could write about this experience, but mainly I'm just trying to forget it, so...
Josh resigned as County Attorney and that has caused a lot of attention and stuff that I don't like. Definitely a bitter sweet experience that has brought on lots of stress and questions! We're excited for a new adventure and know it's time to move on, but are pretty much just cruising on faith at this point! YIKES!
Tyler made me breakfast the day after his surgery. I think it was a "I'm sorry I blew our deductible out of the water" breakfast.
His cute friends' mom gave him some chocolate golden dollars made of chocolate. HAHAHA. The Popsicles were to sooth his throat. Hopefully he doesn't try swallowing any more real ones.
And there was more wrestling with Dad.
March is over with and we're going to move Josh to Arizona this weekend. I'm just going to try to take a deep breath and deal with the rest of the year. Something tells me it's going to be crazy...



























































