Jr Olympics

Just one more note from this week... We've had a lot happen... my brother and his wife and twins moved up North, over an hour away.  At least we can visit a few times more often than Texas and he got a great job that will provide for him and his growing family, but we'll miss him.  We all got over being sick, except baby... we went to our exciting fencing class... that went from 6 registered members to two because of people moving away.  So we had Marion, Sammy and Dani "join" us.  They're technically too young for the class but they enjoy warming up with us and running around before and after.  The only time that it gets tougher is during the bouts... Ada and Reed are used to fencing each other... they need others to really progress.  This week was trying to get back into the Spring Cleaning that I started before we all got sick.  That's been more difficult than I thought it would be but I'm finally at a point to really keep going.  Then on Friday we got a visit from Diane and her kids... always enjoy that!... and we got to go to the Jr Olympics up in SLC.  It was so fun to watch!  We just said that we'd go on Friday night but low and behold... the event going on was the Foil final 4 and the final bout for the gold.... My Favorite!  I'll just say this for all the competitive people out there... If you want to fight hard to win.. great... but please don't fight the ref, and please don't let your parents yell at the ref... and I know you're upset to get silver instead of gold... but honestly... you got silver.  Isn't that enough?  The kids were really good.  Ada showed me how to "walk like a fencer".  Jer and I got some new equipment from the vendors up there.  Sammy wore underwear the whole time and technically stayed dry... I took him to go to the bathroom and because it's not a potty seat or anything like that he accidentally peed out onto the floor and on his pants even though he was sitting "peeing in the potty".  Oh the joys of teaching a boy to pee.  I cleaned up the floor and toilet, got his pants all wrapped up in paper towels and put his boots back on.  I will have to admit it was my favorite sight of the day... Sammy, wearing tighty-whity's... a shirt... and big ole boots with his skinny little legs.  And he decided to run back to daddy, not walk... so here's his little butt wagging along.  Too cute.  But don't tell him that.  Saturday I went to Courtney's bridal shower (we're glad you're joining our family!) with Sharon, shopping with Carmen, and to Robyn's 31st birthday party... Happy Birthday Robyn!  That's when Ada started throwing up... sorry Jer that you had to do that while I was gone.  And sorry Judy that we missed the Valentine's Day party because of it... sorry Diane if your kids get the flu... I thought we were done!  Sorry McKay and Sophie that we didn't make it out to IKEA to play... and sorry Carmen that we didn't get to make Ceviche.  Wow... being sick really changes our plans doesn't it.  At least Jer and I aren't sick this time too.  That was exciting.