Life's Happenings.

I just had a few things I wanted to write about that have happened in the last week. First of all the week after we got back from New Mexico Kent must have felt that he'd spent too much time with me because we hardly saw each other. Monday night we went down to Gardner Village to enjoy the decorations (witches) for family night. Tuesday was scouts for him and I had a Relief Society social. Wednesday he flew out to Denver to pour 10 yards of concrete at the airport and then flew home the next morning. Within an hour or so of being home he took off down to Meadow to help Travis with cows (and in my opinion to "help" with others deer hunting). He didn't make it home until about 45 minutes before I had to be to work Saturday night.

While Kent was gone I had a really hard time. First of all I miss him A LOT when he is gone. I am not one of those strong independent women who gets along just fine without her husband (for this reason I will not do well divorced so dangit all I just have to put up with the guy). Another difficulty comes in the fact that Braxton wanted to find his voice in making his own choices and and showing me that the 2-year-old Braxton can do what he wants to do independent of what mom wants him to do. ie: playing with toys instead of getting ready to go, watching tv instead of getting clothes on, wanting to put on different clothes instead of the ones mom picked. We both struggled. The final reason things were hard is because I feel I am already fighting my seasonal depression as we go into winter. This is something I have hoped would kind of go away with exercising and eating right, but it seems that maybe I may need more help. I am going to monitor it and see how it goes because I would really like to be able to get through the winters without being medicated, but if it is necessary I am not opposed to using it either.

Saturday I had the primary party I was helping with and had to take Braxton with me. I was very grateful that we didn't have a huge blow up again since I had to be there. We had a great activity planned. We had Christmas decorations to make as well as doughnut hole spiders to make. Other activities involved musical chairs and we did a relay race wearing "The Armour of God." All in all it turned out well, that is except for the trauma. Our decorations were glass balls that we had the children fill with different colored sand and placed a thumbnail photo of them in it. It had never occurred in our planning that small holes are always calling to children's fingers. We had three children get fingers stuck inside and had to have the firemen next door come and help us bust the glass off their fingers. I just had to laugh when the one fireman kept saying, "buds don't stick your fingers in things." We'll now better about that one next activity.

Last night was the highlight to all the torture. Kent and I decided to take Braxton and go for a drive in the mountains. We wanted to see if there was any more color on the trees. During our drive Braxton feel asleep so we decided to do a little exploring. We took East canyon and drove and drove and drove. We drove until we finally came to the thriving metropolis of Henefer, Ut. (look it up). When we ended up on I-84 and found our way to Morgan in Ogden canyon we had a good laugh. We did get a couple of good pictures of a natural landmark called the Devil's slide. I thought that was an amazing landmark. The thing that made me laugh the most was when I had told Braxton we had driven in three counties I didn't know we would be adding two more to the trip...and I thought we were going for a nice quiet drive up the canyon and back. Ha ha ha.

I know you are thinking, "that's natural?" but believe me...it is.

My boys just before bed. A night out was good for all our souls!