Sunday, October 18, 2009

Bronco Pride



When Denver Bronco fans and San Diego Charger fans dwell in the same neighborhood, there's bound to be a goodhearted hiccup once in a while. Our sweet neighbors woke up to find their home Broncofiled in anticipation of the Monday night Broncos-Chargers matchup. Oh Aceves family, how we love ya. Thank goodness Paul had enough time to clean up before his flight to San Diego for the game. Now tell me, what kind of fans would dress in black and sneak around in the middle of the night to adorn a house in such a way? GOOD fans in my opinion. Now hopefully the Broncos can pull out a win (we have our fingers crossed). Go Broncos!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Fall Break

Fall is our FAVORITE time of year, and we finally got a good dose of it this past weekend when we went to the cabin over Fall Break. Technically, it wasn't our Fall Break, but a break of any kind is nice once in a while. And we all needed a break!
The air was cool and the leaves were beautiful and snow even ushered us out of Bear Lake Valley on our drive home Sunday.
On Saturday the brave members of our party went on a rather long 4-wheeling trip to visit Old Ephraim's grave. Old Ephraim is legendary in our part of the country. He was a humungous bear (over 9 feet tall) who finally met his death sometime in the early 1900's. He had not been a nice neighbor to ranchers and their animals and was eventually tracked down and killed. There is an actual gravesite for him and a monument which stands as tall as he was. He was TALL. No wonder the ranchers didn't like him. Those who went had fun and returned home only half frozen to death.
It was a nice weekend for relaxing and listening to conference and of course, eating. Unfortunately, I think I did more eating than anything else. What is it about a cabin which has my body believing I need to be eating every waking moment?







And check out this handsome bunch attending Priesthood Session together. Love them!!






Monday, September 7, 2009

Happy Birthday Brook!


I can't help but smile a little when I look at this picture of Brook at two years old. I just want to pinch his chubby cheeks and squeeze his fat little legs. What is it about 2-year-olds that I just love? I can't decide if he's smiling because he's happy or smiling because he's getting ready to do something sneaky. Hmmmmm. Probably the latter.
How I love this guy.
We just celebrated his birthday in an uneventful, sadly planned way. He always does such a great job of making us feel special on our birthdays by making cakes and buying gifts. This year his birthday kind of crept up on us (me) and we (I) didn't get anything planned. We ended up squeezing a family dinner in before a football game he had to coach. I guess WE'RE not injured, just Zach. Brook still gets to coach while his favorite player stands on the sideline. Not much fun, but what can you do.?
We are each so grateful for Brook. There are many, many reasons we're thankful for him, but we'll try to just highlight a few. He is such a great dad and husband and manages to keep our family going. He supports each of us in our activities and obligations and works harder than anyone else in our home, yet never complains. We love his goofiness and easy going attitude. We love his hip-hop moves. We love his work ethic and "can-do" attitude. Caitlyn loves his sense-of-humor (and she's "not just saying that. I really do"). She also loves the way he lets her stay out later (unlike her other parent) and tells her to "have fun" without "asking a ton of questions". Brynn loves Brook because he makes breakfast for her every morning and calls her lots of nicknames like Bennett, B, Beatrice, Beans, Yuletide, and oh the list goes on and on. Zach loves Brook because "he's fun". He enjoys spending time with him golfing or 4-wheeling or playing sports or just watching tv together. I love him for all the above AND MORE. I love him because he helps me be a better person. I adore him because he'll call me or text me in the day just to tell me he loves me. I enjoy going for evening walks with him or just stealing away from the house and grabbing a Costa Vida salad together. I couldn't imagine life without him. I just love him. Happy Birthday Brook! Next year I promise we'll (I'll) do better :)