These are the two boys I started dating about 15 years ago. They came as a package deal for about the first 20 dates or so. And most of the time I wondered if I was the third wheel. After many, many, many horrible dates to gas stations, dollar movies, and an armpit of an apartment where we watched Young Guns over 15 times . . . after speedo-grams and fart-filled jeep rides . . . even after I took them home to meet my parents . . . these two were still going strong. Until Willie finally met sweet, innocent Candace, and these two bromancers had to let each other go. But I know in my heart, their love will never die.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
I might have dropped the ball a bit this past Independence Day. But hopefully this one picture of Klive's sheer excitement and wonder at the sight of fire will make up for it. It was another successful fireworks display at Grandma Sara's. Not a single plant or human was set on fire. That's not always the case with the Johnsons.
Monday, March 30, 2015
I can't believe I almost forgot to post about this major event! Drum roll please . . . Kolby Johnson M.D. finished his residency in June!!!
That's right folks, WE'RE FINALLY DONE WITH SCHOOL!!! Just took us 13 years but we did it! Kolby was also offered a position at the Portneuf Medical Center as one of their Hospitalists so we will now call Pocatello our permenant home. We bought our very own house in Pocatello and are putting down some real roots. It's been a tough 13 years filled with so many challenges I'm pretty sure I've blocked most of them out of my memory. But he had a dream ladies and gentlemen, and he made it happen. The kids and I are so happy to have been his favorite part of the journey! Now it's time to get to work and pay off those loans!
So, like Pedro, one day I just got real hot. So I cut all my hair off. Again. I have an addiction to cutting.
I felt super cool, so we went and got frozen yogurt to make all our wildest dreams come true.
And then we hit the splash pad.
The kids discovered the joys of a rocketing water fountain going off in their bums.
Nothing like a cold-water enema on a hot summer's day.
But they all cleaned up real nice for Jettlyn's baptism.
We don't get to hang out with our Ivie cousins from the north very often, but we couldn't miss this opportunity to head to the reunion this year - especially when we found out that it would be held at a campground with a swimming pool!
Plus, we got to break in Nana and Papa's new camper trailer. Klive approved, I think.
Cousin Heidi planned a ton of fun activities for the kids. By the end of this one, the soaking wet kids realized there was no winner.
We love spending time with Grandma Nadine. As usual, she supplied the giant chocolate cakes, sourdough pancakes and chokecherry syrup. While sitting around the campfire late one night, a big, fat raccoon tried to take off with an entire cake in his grubby mitts. Luckily we caught him brown-handed and sent him packing.
The pool time made it epic! Cousin Eric's a real-live scuba diver who dives for treasure in the ocean. He's also a certified instructor. These girls brought their scuba gear and he pseudo-certified them in the pool.
We couldn't get them out of the pools after they became diving pros. We even took a little polar-bear plunge in the glacier water pool to prove we were super tough. It felt like a raging ear infection mid-dunk, but we played it super cool!
I snapped this cute picture of my mom and dad. That's probably my one good shot for the year!
How did we go so long without this fancy trailer? Now this is camping in style!
Klive decided these cousins could be his best friends after they spent an afternoon tossing him around in the pool. Thanks Connor and Bryce for being his buddies!
We had so much fun, Klive had a hard time taking off the scuba gear when we got home.
I took off on a much-needed girls weekend and saw Wicked with my mom. It was fantastic! Sometimes I wish I could be in a musical. If they had any parts for someone who just wanted to sing. And not act. At all. Anyone know of a gig like that?
Let it be known that Kolby Johnson is the best dad in the whole world! And it is our pleasure to shower him with gifts and treats on his special day. But what do you get the guy who has everything?
A very special llama shirt! Kolby, in retrospect, we're sorry for the many times this shirt has caused you pain. Who knew perfect strangers would really come up to you at the grocery store, at the park, in the mens room and ask to see your llama. But only a guy as cool as you could pull it off!
Kolby also got some camping gear this year. He really wanted that little ax. Curse you Andrew Rosenbaum for stealing it from us at the former Christmas gift exchange and forcing me to buy another one! And double curse you for Klive dropping it from the shopping cart onto my flip-flop clad foot. I may have dropped the f-bomb in the middle of Fred Meyer. I blame you, Andrew!
What could be a better Father's Day pastime than teaching your 10-year-old daughter how to start fires in the back yard?
We eventually got all dressed up and took our dad to church.
We wrapped up the day with a basement camp-out in Dad's new tent. Love you Daddy!
It finally happened, Klive's dreams came true. Papa Lee invited the kids to join him for an afternoon at his Logan Airport. Sadly, Winnie still hasn't gotten over her aversion to loud noises, so she opted to spend the day with Nana Deb playing secretary. Papa Lee brought out the big guns for entertainment - the big, green fire truck!
After a thorough inspection by this big rig junkie, Klive okayed it for a trip around the runways.
The kids did a bit of radio-conversing with the circling airplanes. They ran the sirens and the cherry on top was spraying the cow poop off of the runway with sudsy water from the giant truck hose. Klive gave the day a big "thumbs" up! Thanks Papa!
Yaya Julie, wise woman that she is, discovered that these grand-babies have become obsessed with dressing up when they get together. So she's furnished them with three enormous tubs of wacky clothing (most from Kolby's teenage closet) in the playroom. So why not host a prom in the basement? This picture proves that June can get Caulder to do pretty much anything. What can I say, they've always been best friends! Don't worry Caulder, we won't tell!
Klive came to the prom as a lady Eskimo, and Yaya threw on a headband for the occasion.
The Babe even donned a lovely frock for the prom. Wonder what was in his punch?
While all the prom madness was going on, we snuck away to the golf course with these guys!
Grandpa Kyle's teaching me how to play. Maybe if I play every day for the next 50 years, I will be as good as him. But probably not.
Grandma Sara hurt her arm, so she didn't golf. But she came along for the ride!
Here's a real-life look at what happens to these kids after 4 days of non-stop playing. One usually barfs, one cries uncontrollably for no reason, and one sleeps for 2 days straight. Sometimes it's Tukker that does all three. Now that's some serious cousin love!
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Due to my lack of luck with technology, I accidentally deleted the bulk of pictures of June this softball season. It still feels like a kick to the gut. But I can attest to the fact that her skills were worthy of several team-induced shoulder hoists - even if they only took place in my imagination! She became a real pitcher this year. Diligent little June spent every afternoon in the backyard practicing her pitches and it really paid off. She threw some great games! Even though her coaches tried to give a couple of other girls a try at the pitching mound, it always came back to June to secure most of the wins with her tiny but deadly arm. Her batting, stealing, catching and sliding skills also grew leaps and bounds this season. I am still a little surprised that we created such a fantastic little athlete! In the end, her team took third place in tournament. Like most great athletic supporters, I believe they were robbed of at least second and a chance at first by some questionable reffing, but I couldn't be prouder of Junie B. She put her whole heart into it like everything else she does. She's a firecracker!
The girls finished up another stellar year at Chubbuck in May. We shed a few tears this time because we were leaving behind this great elementary school and heading to a new one in the Fall. That's right folks, WE MOVED!!! June's teacher, Mrs. Duersch retired this year. Must have been because she couldn't have a better student than June, right? Junie also had to part ways with her BFF Gracie. Luckily, we just moved a few miles away so they can still play!
Winnie's teacher, Ms. Winder, might be my all-time favorite. I had the privilege of spending my Tuesday mornings in her class and also teaching art every couple of months. Ms. Winder was a special soul, and her love for her kids made the classroom a very special place to be! Winn also got two years in class with her bestie, Emma. It's going to be hard for Gate City Elementary to top our time at Chubbuck, but I guess we'll give it a try!
We had a "Super" Mother's Day!
We had a bit of family up for the special day. As usual, Auntie Auds was in charge of makeovers.
I can't remember if I let her go to church with all that crap on her face, but if I did, I made a little girl's dreams come true.
Klive and Grampy Bruce are pretty good breakfast buddies!
My eyes are starting to go, I can't tell if this one's fuzzy. Oh well, the girls are all still cute!
Here's a couple of cute gals!
Hugs for Papa before he had to head to Malad.
These two are always in snuggle mode.