Easter Weekend

Well this weekend wasn't what I expected, but well accomplished. I know, you may be thinking, 'The weekend just started.' Not for me however.
Thursday started as a normal day: Jon worked until three, Tim slept and played. I tried to get some cleaning done, but I was so darn tired! Once Jon got off work, that's when the craziness started. We hurried to Tim's 6 month check up at 3:30, all was healthy and happy! Ran to Walmart so I could grab some toppings for homemade pizza burritos. Got home and made the dough as fast as I could so it would rise. Fed Tim and ran (well drove...) to go visit teaching.
I had a wonderful visit with my new companion and visitee. I found out that my companion is moving the same day we are planning on moving to a new apartment, if we find one. They have everything that we are looking for within our price range! I say its an answer to our prayers, Jon, however, is being his realistic self and not putting "All our eggs in one basket." as he has said several times this week. Easter theme? I doubt it, I mean it's Jon the pun hater :) Love ya baby! Needless to say we are excited to see the apartment and hoping that the landlady doesn't have any plans after my companion moves, crossing fingers!
After visiting teaching, the pizza dough still hadn't risen enough, so Jon and I tried to put Tim down for his nap, which he refused to do, and clean at the same time for elders quorum presidency visit. Finally the dough had risen just enough for me to roll it out and prepare the pizza burrito.
I had never made it before so I didn't know how long to cook it, at what temp, or anything. Well... it was still cooking when the Elders came over... And Jon's home teaching companion is in the presidency and they had planned to go home teaching after the visit. So we didn't get to eat dinner until 9:00, but it was yummy ;)
And that was just Thursday night :)

Yesterday Jon didn't have work, YAY! So we dropped off my broken glasses, which broke a month ago, because of my fat head. The lady said it couldn't be fixed, but they could put the lenses into new frames. Of course the only frames that the lenses would come close to fitting in are these ugly brownish orange frames, but I needed glasses, so I just said to do it.
While they were doing that we took Tim to the health department get his immunizations. He cried just a little, but was his smiling self after some cheering and clapping. After we went to pick up my glasses.
We then headed to Target to get baby wipes. Jon also got me new Easter shoes to match my Easter dress. I love the fact that my husband has wonderful fashion sense! We decided to take my mom some lunch, she was so happy to have Pizza Hut instead of crackers and a soda.
We went through the car wash next to her work, while I was supposed to feed Tim, but he was more interested in watching the car wash water go past our window.
Since Tim didn't eat we decided to head back to our apartment while we wait for my appointment.
We drove past the apartment that we are hoping to get, which looks new on the outside! It has a separate entrance from the rest of the house and has its own mailbox! Jon's excited for the mailbox.
We found an easter package at our door for Tim from Grandma and Grandpa Zabriskie! He got three whole boxes of Mum Mums, his favorite treat, Puffs, a little easter basket, and resurrection eggs with a cute little story inside. We had a happy little boy.
After a nice little break we went to Dr. Preston's office for my appointment. As my dad said, Aunt Flow has been here for three and one half weeks when, as girls know, it should only be about one week. Yeeaaah I haven't been a happy camper, and was really scared what the doc was going to say. Turns out it is quite normal with the type of pills I've been taking, since they have to be different while I'm nursing. So I was really happy to know it wasn't the worst, which of course is what I jump to when something is wrong.
To end the day, We helped my dad start to get ready to put up the new fence, the old one blew down while we were watching the house when my family was in Moab for spring break. With a couple of blisters, one nail in the foot, and sore muscles Jon and I headed home for a hard nights sleep.
And here I am this morning. Jon helping Dad and the boys get supplies for the new fence, while Tim is asleep in his craddle, and Mom is getting her hair done.
We are going up to Salt Lake this afternoon to see our friends in a play at the U and hoping to relax just a little bit :)
Phew what a weekend! And it's not even over!
HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!

The Most Romantic Husband

Last night Jon and I were driving home from my parents house and I mentioned the fact that I wished we could afford for us to go on a small little vacation, just to get out of the house and have a break.
Well later last night I was feeding and putting Tim down for the night and I could hear Jon shuffling around in the front room. I finally got Tim to sleep and came out to find Jon sitting on a blanket that he had spread on the floor with two wine glasses and grape cider.
"I know I can't give you a vacation, but I hope this will help."
We sat and talked while listening to a Josh Groban CD.
He then stands up and asks me to teach him to dance. Of course the song he had playing wasn't a beat that I knew could go with a waltz or any latin ballroom dance, so we just swayed to the music.
To end the night we turned on The Blob We laughed so hard making fun of these people.
Thank you Jon for a wonderful night! I love you so much!

Trip to Casper

Last weekend we went to Casper to visit our family and friends. We also got to get Tim a new carseat for Tim. He has out grown his old one.
It was a lot of fun to see everyone and watch Allen's play, The Foreigner
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Closed In

At the beginning of this year I made the goal to go for a walk everyday around One. That way during the winter it wouldn't be too cold for Tim to be outside and I'll be home if Jon stops by for lunch. Well I was doing great up until a couple weeks ago when I was on our walk and couldn't figure out why the stroller kept turning when I didn't want it to. Much to my dismay, our stroller has a flat... And I would usually be able to go and buy a new tire, but once again we had another trial.
When Jon received his last pay check we lost most of it. Jon believes a lady behind him in a line at Walmart took it. I had hoped and prayed that it had fallen out of his back pocket and that someone would turn it in, but my faith in the goodness of people was dashed. So we have had to be very careful with our money these last few weeks.
Anyway as many of you know, Tim is a very big boy, so I can't just go walking around carrying Tim in my arms or my arms would fall off. I also have a little back pack carrier thing, but it's the type of carrier that you need two people to clip the baby in...
Needless to say I am feeling closed in.
I am so glad Jon gets paid every two weeks and not once a month. My tire is coming soon!!!

A Test of Patience

Today we had our first official lesson with our new twelve year old Sunday School class... We decided that I would teach the lesson this week, which was on Choosing to Follow Christ and how we chose in the Pre-mortal existence. Of course the lesson in the manual is not very long at all so I had to do a lot of lengthening to fill the forty five minutes.
Anyway, we get into class and I ask, as usual, if they had any questions from the past week; they ignore me and didn't answer, some just carried on their conversations. Jon and I get the kids attention and I just carry on with the lesson.
Basically I would have to stop the lesson several times, because someone was talking or would ask a question that wasn't relevant to what we were talking about.
I think what tested my patience the most was when one of the boys in our class said,"I want to meet a 100 year old Jew just so I can make fun of what happened with Hitler." It took all my might to not yell at him and tell him off. I couldn't even give him an answer like, "We need to respect all religions." Or, "We need to be sympathetic, because our people went through the same thing almost 200 years ago when the pioneers were kicked out of their homes."
No I couldn't even say that. All I could do is look at him with my well practiced, that is not appropriate, look.
I know that I need to love these kids and I will respect them. All I can do is pray that I can help them. Because I know that we have been called to this class for a reason, I just pray that that reason will be fulfilled and not blocked by my impatience.
God bless our children.

What a Start for the New Year....

Well I was really excited for this new year! I'm not going to be pregnant and able to get things done! *Knock on wood* I'm going to enjoy being with my wonderful son and husband. I've decided to actually accept that I can have my dream of living on a ranch and raise cattle, so next school year I hope to study on how to successfully run a ranch.
Yup, my new year is going to be great! Well this last Monday I had a big scare. I was having a super dream about being a super hero and then I wake up to a voice saying, "Wake up mom!!!" I answer, "What is it Tim?" Instantly I become alert! I smell smoke! My heart pounding I run into the front room, Tim is sleeping soundly. F.Y.I Tim is only 11 weeks. I look in the kitchen, nothing. I look in the laundry/furnace room, nothing. The lamp's not smoking, the wax smell good thingy is fine, I just couldn't find the source of the smoke smell. Eventually the smell went away. And of course once that happen's I crawl back into bed and Tim wakes up and wants to eat.
I know that story is very anti climatic, my dad says that it probably came from outside.
Well this morning Jon leaves for work and about a half and hour later I wake up to Tim wanting to eat. So I get up and am rocking him and feeding him. Then I hear a door shaking, like someone couldn't open a door. At first I look behind me to see if it was the door behind me, which connects our apartment to our landlady's house, but that wasn't it. Then I think Jon might be back and not able to open the door, but of course he would tell me if he was coming back home. Then I realize someone is trying to break into our home. I put Tim down into his crib and go into our room to grab my phone, to call 911. I had to turn on the light, and that's when the door stopped shaking. I assume the person saw the light and bolted. Then I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and looked outside, but no one was there.
So I called Jon and he came back from work. He checked on Norma and she was fine. Then when Jon left, I went to my parents, just to get away. Jon called the police to let them know and be alert for the area. Needless to say, I'm bringing Tessa, our dog, home for a while.
Anyway that is my great start to the new year....

Timothy David Jens Zabriskie