My Favorite Night

You may not know this about me (seriously, if you don't, what kind of friend are you?), but I ♥ ♥ ♥ Dancing! Every year our stake holds a dance for Valentine's Day and it is, truly, my very favorite night of the whole year. It is NOT Trent's favorite (I wouldn't be surprised to learn that it is his least favorite), but he knows how much I love it, so he humors me. I always make sure that we arrive at the precise moment that it starts, which I realize makes me a dork-but who cares about being cool when there is dancing to be done? This year, especially, I made sure we were on time since the old fogies in charge decided that 2 hours was long enough. (I think I'll volunteer to help on the committee next year. Really, 2 hours!?!) 

We started our night by going to dinner with some friends at the Texas Roadhouse. Good food and even better company. (Note to self: When preparing to go dancing, limit Diet Cokes to 2.) We arrived at the dance at 6:58 PM, just in time. When the music started, I dragged Trent to the middle of the floor. The one other couple that was dancing was barely on the dance floor at all. I proceeded to dance like the free spirit that I am when moved by music while Trent rocked back and forth, feeling self conscious about the people watching who were at a dance, but not dancing. The friends who went to dinner with us arrived sometime later (they are not up to speed on the whole dancing-is-better-than-being-cool thing). They joined us in the middle of the floor and some of us had a fabulous time. Some were just counting the minutes until the torture ended, but they were good sports.

At some point, our friend, Aaron, accidentally stomped on my foot (which was bare because of a whole "Footloose-kick off your Sunday shoes" thing). That really hurt. And left several small bruises. Then my left knee started screaming, "You are too old for this!", which I did not appreciate. (Note to self: Don't go running the same day as the dance.) By the time the dance ended I was in rough shape. I don't know what was wrong with my knee-it seems to be fine now. I guess 2 hours was long enough after all, but I will still be pushing for more next year. They usually take pictures, but didn't this year. Bummer.

Valentine's Day is quickly becoming my favorite holiday. I love being surprised, but sometimes it's hard for Trent to think of what I might like for Christmas, my birthday or our anniversary. For some reason, inspiration seems to strike for Valentine's Day. I have gotten fabulous surprises for the last 3 years. This year he gave me a day at a spa to prepare for our cruise. Last year he surprised me with my iPod and the year before that I got my very own nickel-plated, pink-pearl grip .22 pistol. I gave him a can of nuts and a bag of M&M's. Aren't I thoughtful? I guess I'm claiming this as my day. 

Las Vegas Escape

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Back in January, Mom found an awesome rate on flights to Vegas, so we decided it was time for a sisters get together. Karen, Katie and I got to fly down (I LOVE flying!) and hang out with KeriAnne for a few days. We went shopping, ate lots of yummy & fattening food, scrapbooked, quizzed each other, talked seriously and laughed hysterically. Here are a few things that you may hear us say, (which you won't understand because you weren't there) but, I predict, we will be laughing about for years to come:

"Dr. Wilkinson's Office..."

"This is NOT watermelon chapstick!"

"I'm sorry?" followed by "It's okay."

"Cynasha, Lyn Rae, Taythea & AnnLee"

"I know how you hate a hole there."

"Want me to pierce you?"

"You want ketchup with your Frosty?"

The Krispy Kreme lady hates us, but we sure think we are funny (especially Karen).

Our Sweet Ryker

Ryker is such a thoughtful kid. This picture was taken a few days before Christmas when I caught him shoveling the driveway without being asked. This morning when I got back from taking Gavin to school he was outside shoveling again.  

As a mother there are a lot of times when I look at my kids and think about all the things I haven't taught them or the things I didn't mean to teach them which, unfortunately, they learned anyway. But on days like today I think maybe I did something right.

Scrapbook Blog

Clearly this blogging thing has me addicted. Now I have to have a blog for my scrapbook pages. What a freak! I also started a blog for Saige called Saige's Pages, where she can post her own creations. She's getting pretty good at scrapbooking. I still help her some, but she comes up with some pretty creative layout ideas all by herself.

I made a New Year's Resolution to scrapbook once a week, so that I can use up the ever growing stash of paper, embellishments, etc. in my crap room (oops, I meant scrap room). This is my attempt to make myself keep that resolution. Saige and I decided that with church being at 9:00 in the morning we can scrapbook on Sunday afternoons. We'll see how it goes. 

Check out Saige's blog at www.saiges-pages.blogspot.com. Mine is www.kaciesscraps.blogspot.com.

Church Art

Saige was drawing a lovely, scenic picture today during sacrament meeting-you know the one-the top inch of the page is blue for the sky, the bottom inch is green for the grass, the middle has a few flowers and maybe a sun. Here is the conversation that occurred when Trent looked over to see her picture:

Trent: "What's this down here?"

Saige: "Grass"

Trent: "What's this blue up here?"

Saige: "Sky"

Trent: "What's in the middle?"

Saige: "Lines" (She was drawing on lined notebook paper.)

Trent: "But what's between the grass and the sky?" 

Saige proceeded to add mountains to her picture between the grass and the sky.

Trent: "What's between the mountains and the sky?"

Saige: "Air"

Trent: "Well, what's air?

Saige: "Um, sky?"

Trent: "Yeah"

She then filled in all the white space with blue.

It turned out to be a very lovely picture, but my very favorite picture ever drawn by Saige is this one (also drawn during sacrament meeting):

She drew this when she was 3 and a half years old. It was me watching her draw this one and I could not stop laughing. I watched as she drew a body, hair, two big circles with dots in the middle for eyes, two big circles with dots in the middle for...hmmm...

Me: "Who's that picture of?"

Saige: "Me, when I'm a grown-up."

Me: "What are those?"

Saige: "My muscles."

BEST PICTURE EVER! 

Christmas

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Finally getting around to blogging about our holidays. We had a fabulous Christmas. We always prefer to stay at our house for Christmas morning and just be together for a little while before we head out to see extended family. We had a great morning. I won't bore you with a long list of every gift, but the favorites were: Trent-iPod Touch, Kacie-gorgeous new coat and scarf, Gavin-iPod, Ryker-skateboard and Saige-Hannah Montana electronic journal. We got ourselves a new video camera as an early present, so we kind of neglected the regular camera. 

The plan for this year was to head to Castle Dale by noon, which we actually did, but got detoured to my parent's house as the roads were absolutely horrible between our house and Lehi because of the storm. So, we spent Christmas Day at the Powell's constantly checking road conditions on Hwy 6, hoping that we might be able to get to Castle Dale sometime that day, but it didn't happen. We took ZERO pictures at my parents house, but we had a really good time. We had a delicious dinner, opened presents, played ping pong and sang around the piano. We were grateful that we could spend the day with family; even if it wasn't the family we had planned to spend it with. We left first thing in the morning on the 26th and the roads were still pretty bad, but it had stopped snowing so at least we could see. Once we got to Price the roads were much better, so Trent had to make up for lost time by going 80 mph. We got pulled over when we were just a couple of miles from our destination. Of course, Trent managed not to get a ticket. (I picked up some pointers on how not to get a ticket the next time I get pulled over.)

We had a great time with the Keele family. We did some sledding, went swimming at the new pool, ate too much, played games and watched bootleg movies (thanks, Sam!). Once again, we didn't even touch our camera, so thanks to Jaime and Samantha for the pictures. Even though the vast majority of us left the Keele house with the stomach flu, we still had a great time. The last count I heard was 12 out of 17 having gotten sick, but the flu passed and we wouldn't trade being together for anything.

We had to rush home on Sunday morning because I had to give a talk in church. (I didn't get sick until Sunday evening-what excellent timing!) We spent a couple of days playing with our new toys at home and then the kids and I went and stayed in Lehi for a few days. We had a blast sledding on the pond behind my parent's house. We tied a couple of sleds behind a four-wheeler and took turns being dragged around the pond. The kids and I got a particularly memorable ride when my mom thought she would drive around the edge and then send us up the bank. Instead, we all fell off our sleds and after a moment realized that for some reason the edge of the pond wasn't frozen (I still don't get that because the middle was solid). We got a little bit wet, but the worst part was the smell. But, it made for a good memory. The last day we were there Grandpa came home from work with a monstrous new sled, so of course we all had to have a turn in that. This is the way to go sledding! No hills to hike up while dragging multiple sleds and you can go inside to get warm anytime you want. We did get plenty of pictures of our ice sledding adventures; my favorite is the one of Saige next to the swampy mess we landed in. 

The kids and I also spent New Year's Eve at Grandma and Grandpa Powell's because Trent had to work. We were really grateful that he didn't have to work Christmas Day this year-we sometimes have to get creative with Christmas, so we enjoyed having him home with us. We had such a great holiday break. The presents were fun, but the best part was being able to celebrate the birth of our Savior with the people we love the most.

Brace Face

Still playing catch-up here...on December 17th Gavin got braces. He is officially a geek. (Don't tell him I said so, but with the combination of glasses and braces there is no denying it.) He's going to look great when it's all done; so far he's enduring it well. He has an RPE (rapid palatal expander), which is quickly creating a sizable gap between his two front teeth. Following the Christmas break, lots of his friends asked if he had lost a tooth-the gap is that big. I had one of those in 7th grade, too, but my orthodontist hadn't put my braces on yet, so it was really weird to see myself with that gap. I tried very hard not to smile during that time. My ruthless English teacher gave me the nickname, "Gapper," which did not help me to feel better about it. Gavin has one tooth on the left side of his mouth that is blocked by other teeth and because of this his gap is not in the middle-it's off to the left side, which just adds to the geekiness factor. Here are the before, after and gapper photos:

Before

After

Gapper