Ten Interesting Facts About Me.....

I was tagged by my friend Kristina, and I have to tell ten interesting facts about me. Here goes.....

1. I love gardening. This a recent passion of mine. I always knew I would keep up my yard, but I never realized how relaxing and enjoyable it is. I find myself planting more and more seeds, reading tons of books, scoping out yards for ideas, and getting tips from everyone and anyone who will share. I look forward to going outside and digging in the dirt, and it's incredible to me how the whole process works. I absolutely love it!
2. I love animals. Like you wouldn't believe. I always wanted to be a veterinarian since I was about 4. I had to face the fact that I'm allergic to cats and let go of that dream. But I have new ones. I want to do an agility contest with a dog someday, own horses, and swim with dolphins. Hopefully some kind of animal training will be in my future. I love it. We used to have a Quaker parrot before we had Kolton and Micah, and he knew how to say and do all kinds of things. Hopefully one day I will get the experience of being a dolphin trainer. I think that would be the ultimate cool.
3. I love to be a mom. The whole shebang. I love being pregnant, and Wes and I joke that I should be a surrogate mom because I just enjoy it so much. I also love children and babies. I was the girl who always wanted to grow up and be a mom. I babysat up until we had kids of our own. I love to watch and help them discover their world. Being a mom is something I want to do forever.
4. I love being a wife, and I love my husband more than I could ever say. I feel so blessed to be his forever. He is my best friend, and I will spend eternity doing everything I can to make him happy.
5. I love music. I used to play several instruments: the piano, flute, oboe, piccolo, and guitar. I have always dreamed of playing the harp. I was in several singing and dancing groups growing up, and I loved it. My mom writes church music, and I grew up listening to her play and sing as I fell asleep. I dream of the day I get back into music, and I hope that one day we get to sing together regularly. I have a strong testimony of the power of music.
6. I love photography. I took classes all through high school. This is black and white, develop your own film photography. I tied for the highest scores in AP photography, and I even got offered a photography job. I want to learn more about digital photography and scrapbooking. I truly believe that I picture is worth a thousand words.
7. I love physical activity - indoors or out. I love everything at the gym, except the treadmill. I love weight training, and I love the classes. I enjoy sports, especially volleyball. I have a passion for rock climbing. I haven't been for a long time, but I still crave it every day. I can't wait until our kids are old enough to enjoy the outdoors with us. Camping, biking, hiking, snowshoeing....all of it!
8. I love reading and writing. I especially love books that teach me things, or inspire me to be better. I LOVE Tony Robbins. I feel like my passion and zest for life, and for others, matches his. He has such an amazing energy and aura that I envy. I love Stephenie Meyer books. I love "Jonathan Livingston Seagull." It is one of my favorite books of all time. So is "The Giver." I love writing and want to write a book of my own someday.
9. I love homemaking. Cooking, cleaning, sewing, nurturing, etc. I love learning about so many things, being my own boss, and the variety day by day. I love how I get to do a little bit of everything. It is the hardest job I have ever had, and I love it with all my heart!
10. I dream of doing tons of humanitarian work one day. My newest idea is to teach Square Foot Gardening overseas. I love all the work and progress that is done in this area, and the way it empowers people.

Sorry I wrote a novel. I am just passionate about anything and everything. I can't help myself. Hopefully you all learned something new about me. I want to tag Melinda, Andria, and Jaci. I love learning new things about everyone!

Our Adventure on Trax

Nathan, Josh, and Kolton have been obsessed with trains ever since we had to stop while one crossed the road the other day. So yesterday, we decided to take the babies on a ride on Trax down to Gateway to play in the water fountains. Things didn't quite go as planned. But it was still fun. Here is a picture of all of the walking kids holding hands. They thought it was really cool to hold hands and walk by themselves. They were concentraing so hard on holding hands, that I couldn't get them to look at the camera. But I still thought it was super cute! They were drifting all over the place because they couldn't look where they were going and stay holding hands. It was so funny!

Here is Jesse and me. Naiively unaware of the totally unfun adventure ahead of us. We were too busy thinking how cute and fun it was to share this train experience with the babies.

Here are the boys, patiently and excitedly waiting for the train to go. They loved the whole thing and behaved very well the whole time. They had fun. We decided that next time we are taking these three and leaving the other two home to take a nap.


You will see why.......

Here are the darling, mellow little "angels at the beginning of the ride. They seemed happy, and they seemed to be enjoying the whole experience for the first little while......

But then it got to be too much......
Sometimes life is hard when you're a toddler without a nap. This is what Hallie and Micah looked like the whole way back, and while we missed the train during its 30-second stop, and had to take the next one 30 minutes later. We couldn't even get a picture of Micah like this because my mom wouldn't have been able to snap one. All in all, it was fun. But it will be much more fun next time when we take the older boys. Hallie and Micah will stay home and enjoy a nap. Enough said.

The Big Four-Oh

We went to a surprise 40th birthday party tonight. It was really fun. Kolton especially liked all the food -namely the strawberries, grapes, and cake. The party was for Wes's boss and good friend, Jeff. Kolton loves Jeff, and had a ball hanging with him all night. I'm sure I'll get asked when we're going to go back over there all the time. It was a nice night, and good to see and visit with Wes's friends from work. (We were smart for once, or maybe lucky, and we brought Micah's portable crib. He slept for a couple hours while we were there, so we really did get to visit for a bit.) Wes is really lucky. He really does work with a bunch of awesome people. I feel so blessed and lucky that he decided not to work at Wal-Mart. Kirkpatrick Drug is more than just a job to him. I think it's more like his home away from home. He gets to help people, and the cute women he works with take such good care of him. They are so sweet. He comes home with all sorts of yummy food and recipes for me to try. He talks about his work all the time. I just feel so happy and lucky that he's working where he is, and that he enjoys it so much.
It also go me thinking about life. A milestone like a 40th birthday really probably makes you think a lot about your life, what you've accomplished, and what you still want to do. I hope that we stay on track and remember what's important, and that we don't waste a lot of time on things that don't matter. We are so blessed to have the gospel and church leaders, scriptures, etc. to guide us through our lives. Having the lifestyle that comes with the gospel brings so much happiness, joy, peace, and fulfillment. I feel so blessed that we are lucky enough to share that, with one another, our children, extended family, and friends.
Anyway, hopefully when I turn 40, I will have done lots of things. I want to have more kids, pay off the student loans, move to a house with a bigger yard, run a marathon, win a volleyball tournament, further my education, travel a bit, get back into music and photography, and lots of other things. Hopefully people will know me as a good person. Especially my family. I want my husband to continute falling in love with me forever, like I do every day. I want my children to look up to me, and want to follow my example. I want everyone around me to feel of my love, joy, and enthusiasm for my life, the people in it, and the gospel. I'm going to be busy - I've got a lot of work to do before I turn 40. I guess it's good that I'm 24. But it's something to think about nonetheless.

That's the Way it's Supposed to Be

I was watching my wonderful, amazing husband with our boys today, and I was talking with a family friend. He noticed me watching Wes and commented on what a wondeful father he is. He said, "That's the way it's supposed to be, you know. You're really lucky. You're going to have a good life." I told him, "I know. I thank God every day for him." And I do. All three of them actually.

The Cheese is Great So Far....

If anyone here hasn't read "Who Moved My Cheese?" you're missing out. It's a great book about change and life and happiness. Hence the cheese comments. Anyway, the cheese really is great so far. I started Weight Watchers for the first time on Monday. I was really happy with the results from my other diet, but I didn't want to do something that strict this time. I wanted to find something that would teach me a better way to eat for life. I realized recently that not know the right way to eat is part of my problem. I know all the rules, and I enjoy healthy food (and also not-so-healthy-food), but I have never had to worry about what or how much I eat until I had kids. I think it was because before, I had an extremely active lifestyle. I hiked, ran, climbed, played volleyball and indoor soccer, biked, etc. every single day. For hours. Of course I didn't have to worry about what I ate! But things are different now. As much as I loved that active lifestyle, things are different with kids. So I finally decided to move with the cheese. I wasn't sure what I thought about Weight Watchers. I never really knew anyone that lost all their weight and kept if off (I mean, to the point that they look so good you would want to look like them). But I was talking to my friend and laser hair removal gal, Mykin, last week, and she was telling me that she did it after all four of her kids, got down to less than she weighed in high school, and kept it off for a year until the next baby. She raved about it, and got me really pumped. So I started Monday and I've lost 3 lbs. so far. It's been so nice to feel like I have a choice of what to eat. I can eat a treat and not feel guilty about it. I can eat anything I want in moderation. I hated it the first day, but this is the third day and I already love it, and I think I could eat this way forever. I'm really enjoying it. (And who enjoys their weight loss diet three days into it?)
I also finally got lucky and found myself a double bike trailer on KSL. Bike riding is something I did all the time, up until we had kids. I started riding a little here and there the past couple of weeks when the kids were still sleeping and Wes was home. I decided that it might be a fun activity to try doing with them. We hooked it up last night, and rode around a little. I found myself begging Wes for one more loop around the block! The hills sucked, but it was so worth it! I am excited to have a new way to get around with the boys, and I think I will use it often. I feel great. I'm already starting to crave running (I will change my mind once I go, but then I'll crave it again, and so on, until I run all the time). I'm thinking about running the half marathon in Park City on August 23rd. I'm looking for a buddy to run or run/walk with, so please let me know if you want to join in.
I have also been following my Flylady Control Journal. That's been really great, and it's helped me find the time to set goals, pray, contemplate, read my scriptures, etc. I've still got some adjustments to make, but it's going really great. It's actually really in line with the book idea I have been working on. (yes, I have a dream to write a book someday.) I'm really enjoying it. I'm thinking about starting Kolton on some simple chores on Monday. I found a cute chart at Utah/Idaho supply with reusable stickers. It has pictures on it for small children who can't read yet. Make the bed, brush your teeth, be happy, that kind of thing. We'll see if I follow through, and how it goes.
Budgeting has been going awesome - it's turned into something I really love. Paying off debt is slower in coming, but it is coming nonetheless. Student loans suck. But they got us through, and now I just want us to be rid of them ASAP. Hopefully 5-7 years. I do feel like we're ready to kick it up a notch in this area. I'm hoping to cut a couple hundred dollars off of our grocery bill, with coupons and less diapers, gardening, that sort of thing. I'm excited about that. I have also been trying to think of little way that I could generate some money for fun things like going places, fixing up out house, Christmas, etc. I had a few ideas. But then I got an e-mail for Brite music a couple days ago. Someone was looking for a rep to host a party. I joined Brite to get discounts and to sell their products, but right after I joined they decided to gradually become internet-based and I didn't want to sell products over the internet. I wanted to interact with other moms and earn my own free stuff. Anyway, I decided to do the party with my mom, and I'm excited! I love Brite, and I love their products! It'll be fun to do that here and there, I think. Especially if I get free stuff. I like getting things for free.
I am finally reading "The Holy Secret." I have been a busy gal this week, so it's been a little slower reading than usual, but I am really enjoying it and would highly recommend it to anyone. It's definitely strengthening my testimony of all things holy. I love the gospel, and I feel so lucky that we are living in a time when so many more tools and information are available to us for our good. It's gotten me thinking about and Enrichmnet group idea, or maybe even a couples idea with a few friends. Back when Wes and I were dating, once a month on Sunday evening, we'd get together with our scriptures and talk about uplifting things. We'd ponder, ask questions, pick apart scriptures, bear testimonies, and learn so much. We grew to really love one another a lot. It was absolutely one of my favorite group things I've ever done. If you are interested, let me know. This is one thing I am definitely going to pursue.
Thanks for reading, and I'll keep everyone updated. I'm excited about my new cheese!

Happy Father's Day

I just wanted to wish all the fathers in my life a Happy Father's Day. I am so lucky to have 3 amazing men in my life for my sons to look up to.
I'll start with my dad. I love my dad. He and I are very close. He's an amazing guy. I feel so proud and lucky to be his daughter. I am so glad I grew up watching the way he treated my mom, and also the way he treated me and my sister. Like royalty. My mom got flowers all the time, and so did we. And notes, and special time together. He's always been so supportive of me and everything I do. He's always honest with me. I remember when I was younger and I figure skated. My dad got up every morning and drove me to practice. He watched me skate and gave me tips. (Yes, my dad learned all about figure skating to help me get better. I'm sure he was very glad when I decided to try playing volleyball.) He was alwayas there growing up, and he's still there now. He works so hard, and he never complains about it. He's so smart, and I love talking to him about anything and everything. I always learn something new when I talk with him. He's also a lot of fun! He gets involved in everything we do. He doesn't just sit in the sidelines. He jumps in and plays too. When I am around him, I feel peace. That would be my word for my dad. I could never say enough good things about him. I love you, Dad. Thanks for giving me so many wonderful memories, and such a beautiful example of what it is to be a parent. I love you!
Next, Wes's dad, Lee. He's an amazing guy too. I fell in love with him right away. He's someone everyone loves, and he makes everyone around him feel so comfortable. He's very quiet and observant of others. He doesn't judge or criticize. He doesn't gossip. Whenever he says anything you want to hang on every word, becasue he doesn't talk a lot, but when he does it's always worth hearing. He's very spiritual - he knows just about everything there is to know about Joseph Smith. I've certainly learned a lot more about Joseph Smith since I married Wes. He's also always ready to jump in and have fun. He and Wes still play golf and volleyball together sometimes. I feel so grateful to him for setting such a wonderful example for my husband of what it is to be a husband and a father. I am truly blessed to be his daughter-in-law!
Last but not least, my dear, sweet husband. Wes is everything amazing to me. I could never even come close to describing how much I love and care for him. He tells me all the time that what he loves most about me is how much I love him. I lvoe the way he looks at me. He makes me feel so special. He gets such a kick out of everything I do. He loves it when I run into his arms when he gets home from work. He comes home and jumps happily into the chaos at home. The boys absolutely adore him, which I love! Wes almost always is the one who gives the boys their bath at night. It's their special time. The whole bathroom is always soaking wet when he's done, but they all love every minute of it (and he even cleans up afterwards! What more could a girl ask for?). He's such an incredible example to me of so many things. One of them is honor. He's one of those people that you can get to know for five minutes and be able to trust him with your life. He's so hardworking and honorable. He's so sensitive to my needs, and our children's needs, and he works so hard to make sure he gives us all a happy, secure life - one full of love, laughter, and memories. I'm so glad that our boys have his incredible example to follow. I couldn't ask for a better husband and father of my children. He is so amazing! And he's the hottest guy around! I love you, Babe!

Happy Father's Day!

Volleyball Tournament at Liberty Park

This is my very sexy hubby playing at his volleyball tournament last Saturday. I am so proud of him for staying in shape and healthy, and keeping up with his hobbies. He's a good volleyball player, and I love to watch him play. He's so quick, and you don't expect it from someone so tall. I love playing volleyball with him even more! Hopefully we will play in a tournament together soon! Great job, Babe! You're an awesome volleyball player and I love you! Also, a quick snapshot of the boys. They came with me and did pretty well, considering. It was a long, hot day for them. They sure love their Daddy. Kolton did well on his potty-training. He kept himself dry the whole day - except for pooping of course. (I've figured out why he won't go by the way - he's scared of the "snakes" in the potty!) I got a little desperate at the end. I ran out of snacks and finally gave in to a cotton candy for them and a churro for myself. As you can see, Micah decided the churro was his. Maybe one day they will play in a volleyball tournament together?! I hope so! How fun would that be?

It's Time to Move with the Cheese

I find it very interesting that once life gets a little out of control, it can be so hard to return to the point you were at before it happened. I guess the phrase two steps forward, one step back, would be appropriate. It feels like ever since Micah got RSV (on Valentine's Day); I haven't been able to completely pick up the pieces. Sometimes it's frustrating, but most of the time (probably a little too much), I decide to "move with the cheese" and let it go and realize that things will calm down soon enough. But this week it hit me: moving with the cheese isn't about letting my life control me. It's about reaching a point in your life (however often - daily, weekly, monthly, etc.) where a change needs to be made, recognizing it, setting new goals, and following through. I am definitely a goal-oriented person, but I also love freedom, and being spontaneous. Maybe a little too much. Sometimes all my goals go out the window for a few hours of fun. Or maybe because I know everyone around me loves me despite all my imperfections, so I never really get to the point of change being a necessity.
Before Micah got RSV, I went to the gym, faithfully, 5 days a week. I was losing weight and feeling great. My best friend met me there, so I got to see her several times a week. We went to bed at 10, I got up around 5:30 (waking up on my own because I was rested), our house was nearly always clean and dinner on the table when Wes got home. The kids were in bed at 7:30, and Wes and I had time alone to be together, and also to have our own time. All the little things that are so important were going pretty great too. Scriptures, prayer, temple, callings, etc. I felt so strong, so in control. So happy, lucky, and blessed.
Valentine's morning, the kids slept in, and we got to snuggle in bed. That's when my dear, sweet hubby informed me that he had gotten the day off, a babysitter, and we were going to go to the mountains and go cross-country skiing together (something I've really been wanting to try). We got to exchange heartfelt words, snuggle...really enjoy the morning. Kolton woke up, and the day started. A few things needed to get done before we could head out the door. I got Kolton ready, and Wes got busy doing something else. By then, it was around 10:00AM, and still not a sound from Micah, who had fallen asleep with a cold, fever, and not much of an appetite at 3:30PM the day before. Where did the morning go? And where was my early-riser? Micah usually woke up around 6:00. I went out and asked Wes if he’d given him a bottle that morning. He hadn't. I thought it was really weird that he hadn't woken up yet. I decided to go in and wake him.
He was as pale and quiet as a ghost when I walked in. I thought he was dead, adn I felt my heart drop to my stomach. I picked him up - he was breathing - whew! But he was listless. I changed his diaper with no protesting from him. This was really starting to get creepy.....I called in Wes, he gave him a blessing, and our scary RSV adventure began with a trip to the ER.
To make a long story short, it really was a blessing in our lives. Not that I would wish it on anyone. But it really made me realize how fragile life is, even when you're doing everything you can to keep yourself and your family safe and healthy. God still has the upper hand, and you have to keep all of your faith in him. I also got the blessing of spending a week of uninterrupted time alone with my second child. It was hard, and even depressing and frustrating at times, but there were those sweet moments in-between that we all live for. I love Kolton, he's full of life and energy, but he tends to steal the spotlight. Micah always goes along fine with it. He's happy no matter what, and we try to devote time to him even though it can be very difficult. So the time alone with him was a welcome blessing.
We had the blessing of a supportive family. Melinda came to visit, and my amazing mom took care of Kolton the entire week, and kept everyone away and healthy and happy. My dad and Jesse pitched in too, of course. My love for my family grew a lot that week, as I was forced to lean on them for help and support, and they held me up.
I had the blessing of lots of empty free time. I did needlepoint, I read, I wrote in my journal, set some goals, prayed. Endless hours of quiet, with nowhere to go and nothing to do gives you lots of time to think, contemplate, and listen. My empathy for people with sick of dying loved ones grew tenfold. What strong, amazing, courageous people! My desire to help others more grew a lot that week. I received lots of help from others as well, and I am thankful for all the love and support I received.
Anyway, the biggest lesson I learned from this experience was how to let go. I think this is a lesson we are all learning on some level all the time. This particular time was a biggie for me. I had to completely lose control of my life. But life still goes on, and go on it did, and before I knew it my life was controlling me. Then Wes decided to pick up more hours at work, and it's just been one thing after another. But, I learned how to let my house be less than perfect, that it's okay to have pancakes for dinner once in awhile, that the laundry piles up just as fast whether or not you stay caught up on it. I also learned that in order to get your life back, you need to get going, you need to adapt. I just over adapted, I think. Suddenly the weight I've lost is slowly creeping back, as I am not currently working out or eating very well, or even sleeping much. I probably average a bedtime of 12:00-12:30AM - waaaay too late for me. I never feel the same when I go to bed that late, no matter how much sleep I get, and I always start my day off behind because I don't wake up early. Wes and I never have any time alone (I thought it was rare before!). But, it's been good for me, this losing control. It's made me a much more patient, empathetic person. It's made me even more want to live every moment well. Life is so fragile, no matter how careful you are. I want to make sure I do everything I can to let everyone know of my love, and I want to live my life to the fullest extent possible.
It's time for the next step. I am taking action. This week my goal is to get myself in bad at 10:30 - no matter what didn't get done. Then I'm sure I'll start waking up earlier a few days in, but until then, the alarm will be set. I am going to start making more time for myself. I need to make my health a priority. I don't want my children to have to even think about living a healthy lifestyle. I want it to be second nature for them. I read somewhere that President Hinckley exercised every day. That made me think, if a 96-year-old prophet can fit it into his schedule, and have the energy to do it, then I can too! I've started harvesting from my garden back in May, and it's going pretty strong right now. I'm going to make sure I'm eating greens every day (they are so yummy straight from the garden!). I've also got to work on saying no more, I think. I got a little practice this week, so hopefully I'll get better at it.
I feel so blessed and lucky to have the knowledge of the gospel. I love my life because of it. There's always hope, always room for improvement. There's always joy and comfort. I know I'm in a busy season of my life with small children. It will be that way for awhile. But I know it's going to be fleeting, and so I want to make the very most of it. I love every minute of it, even when it's hard. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful life, and it's time once again to try a little harder, to be a little better.

Pony Express Days

Yesterday we all wandered down to the carnival at Pony Express Days. We weren't sure what to expect, but it ended up being really cute. There were kiddie rides all over, and the babies went crazy over them. They loved them! What a relief! I was beginning to worry about Disneyland in the fall; Kolton is going through some kind of fear periond right now and is scared of everything from loud noises to flies. I've been worried about him being scared of the rides and characters at Disneyland. Now I know that the rides, at least, are nothing to worry about. I am excited to take them. Sorry the pics aren't very good. I probably should've brought my video camera instead. It's not too easy to photograph children while they are riding kiddie rides. :)

Also, we've had three dry days in a row! Way to go Kolton! Now we just need to work on going #2 in the potty. Here he is on his favorite ride, the motorcycle. It lurched forward and he slid to one side, so I could get him to smile because he was concentrating so hard on hanging on. Micah had fun too. He rode the carosel, and a spinning strawberry. He LOVED the fireworks! He's growing so fast. Here he is with Daddy. He's definitely a Daddy's boy.

We Love Ryan Shupe and the Rubberband!

We went to the Ryan Shupe and the Rubberband concert last night. It was their new CD launch party. It was definitely a welcome reward for potty training this week. (Thanks to Sarah and Ryann for babysitting all five toddlers on such short notice!) The concert was awesome, as usual! I love how we've gone to so many of their concerts, but they are always different, funny, and entertaining. I really think they are one of the best at their craft. They really wail! I remember when I first fell in love with their music. They came to my guitar class in high school, and they were doing all kinds of crazy stuff, and tons of improv. I thought they were amazing musicians. I've seen many concerts since that day, and I've loved every one of them!
About halfway into the concert, they ran into the middle of the audience, where they had sound equipment waiting, and played a few songs right beside us. It was fun to watch them from that close. Especially the drummer, who was playing the cahoun (I don't know how to spell it), which is a box that makes all different tones of drumming sounds. Way cool! They teased that everyone behind them was now officially "backstage." Everyone laughed of course. You can never sit through one of their concerts without laughing through the whole thing. Also, while they were up here, they called a Craig from the audience, and he got down on one knee and proposed to his girlfriend! It was crazy! Of course she said yes, and they teased that they would always have two tickets sold because these guys would come back every year and have to celebrate their anniversary. It was cute. Congratulations whoever you are! It made me think back to when Wes and I were dating. We first held hands at one of their concert almost five years ago! I can't believe that much time has passed since we started dating. I still have to pinch myself sometimes to make sure we're really married. I'm so lucky, and so in love! I love you, Babe!

Memorial Day Fun

Memorial Day was fun. After much deliberation, we decided to go out to eat at the Cheesecake Factory. When we got there, the wait was 90 minutes. More deliberation. We decided to wait it out, and made our way over to Toys'R Us to kill some time. That's when Dad and Wes discovered the Ripstik, and decided to take it for a spin. They got pretty good, and they were having a ball, until the store manager kindly asked them to stop. Hmmm....could this be a Father's Day idea?

Micah decided that he loved riding in the wagon. He laughed and pulled all kinds of funny faces. I think he liked being able to get around like everyone else, without the effort. I lvoe this picture, he looks like a good mix of my dad and Wes. It was hard to decide which one to post among all the funny face ones, but I thought this one was precious. I'm a lucky mommy!

Finally it was time to eat! Wes got a HUGE burger, and I couldn't resist getting a shot of that first, big bite! No one can eat like Wes! No wonder he always has so much energy!
Kolton seemed to be enjoying his food too. He couldn't believe we were letting him drink soda. And eat fries. He thought he was in paradise......

and then the waitress brought the babies some strawberries and whipped cream........

Nathan had never tasted anything so wonderful! Hallie too. Everyone loved it but Josh. He didn't know if he wanted to try it. We tried giving him an already dipped strawberry, which he preceeded to turn around to the "good side." I don't remember if he decided he liked it or not.

All in all, we had a fun time. Thanks Mom and Dad for the delicious dinner. And thanks reast of the fam, for the fun evening we had together.