Why I love West Weber

One of the reasons I love West Weber is this..... ...it's not uncommon to see a four-wheeler parked outside the church, or the school, or the local convenience store, or just driving down the quiet streets. Maybe that makes me a redneck, but it's one of the little things I love about where we live.

spring ride

With the great spring weather we're having, Tracey and I decided to go out for a spring ride on our 4-wheelers. Here's a little picture of the fun we had. Nothing like getting out and enjoying the fresh spring air.

Happy birthday Tristyn!!!

Tristyn had her 11th birthday the other day. We can't believe how fast 11 years has gone. Here's a few pictures from her special day.

She decided to go to the classic fun center in Layton.

They all had a good time skating.

Happy Birthday Tristyn! We sure love you and are happy you're a part of our family.

Land mines

So now that the snow is all melted at our place our minds turn to spring clean up. With that comes the annual chore of cleaning up a backyard full of winter storage poop. It amazes me every year just how much poop one little beagle can poo during the winter months. You can't walk across the lawn without running into a land mine. It would make any WWII field general proud. And just when you think you got it all....wrong again! I swear as I walk around the yard with my overflowing 5-gallon bucket Freckles has a little smirk on his face as if to say "you're impressed with my work aren't you?" Nicely done Freckles, Nicely done!

clogging competition

This weekend Tristyn had another clogging competition with her team down and Thanksgiving point. She did awesome again. Here's a few pictures from the competition.

clogging her heart out.

Hanging out in between dances.

Tristyn displaying her first place ribbon. We are so proud of her, she works so hard to do her best.

Waiting on a woman...

Tracey left today with her sister, sister-in-laws, aunt, and mom to go to Hawaii. Mr. Mom time has begun. I've been with the kids alone before, just never this long. Not sure what to do with myself exactly. I've been practicing my peanut butter and jelly skills, but the kids are already sick of that. Good thing for restaurants. I keep looking at the page long list that was left, but it just leaves me confused. Ty's concerned that I don't sing as good as Mom. Tristyn is concerned that I don't do anything as good as Mom. I'm concerned that I may mess the house up too much (among other things). So here we are all waiting on a woman...so have fun, but hurry home. Anybody seen my apron? What's that stain on the couch? (just kidding)