A Little Catch-Up

I should probably make use of my free time, since moments like this have been few and far between lately. Kyle had his one year well child visit with the pediatrician, and he's healthy as a horse! He weighed 22 pounds and was 31 inches tall...he's my little string bean! Fortunately, he's finally big enough to sit in a forward-facing car seat!

He was pretty jazzed the first time he got to ride in it. He outgrew his bucket seat about 8 months ago, lengthwise, and he's hated facing backward--he's really big on being able to see everything that's going on around him. Unfortunately, we had to wait until he weighed enough to turn him around. Now, he's FINALLY heavy enough, and he loves being able to see Mommy and Daddy and watching everything outside the car window.

We all are enjoying the surprisingly lengthy autumn Utah is experiencing this year. Kyle was outside "helping" Cole rake leaves, and he ended up getting covered by them instead.

Kyle has recently started making what we call the "Spanky" face (like Spanky from The Little Rascals).  He's such a character!

Finally, Cole and I got the chance to go on a date last night! We spent a chunk of change and went to Body Worlds 3 at the Leonardo downtown. It was worth every penny! For those of you who are not familiar with Body Worlds, it is an exhibit of real human bodies and body parts that have been "plasticized" and preserved. It was one of the most amazing things I've ever seen in my life! We saw individual organs, muscles, brain slices (my personal favorite part), cross sections of body parts...we even saw the entire circulatory system of the body! I've never been more in awe of our bodies and the intricate way they function. It made me truly grateful for a Heavenly Father who loved us enough to give us such wonderful, amazing physical bodies and who paid meticulous attention to every tiny detail when He was creating them. If you have some money to spare, I wholeheartedly recommend you go see this before it closes in January.


I've Had a Birthday! Shout Hooray!

Dear World,

Today was my first birthday...I'm not really sure what that means, though. Everyone kept singing and talking to me, though, and I LOVE to be the center of attention, so I think I like this birthday thing. My mommy and daddy even had a party for me, and all of my aunts and uncles, and even my great-grandma and grandpa came! My grandma made this little cake just for me!

My dad made my favorite foods for dinner: chicken nuggets and french fries! Look how yummy they looked! I've got my trusty sippy cup of milk to wash it all down, because milk does a body good! I didn't eat a ton of food because I caught a glimpse of something pretty awesome that interested me WAY more than nuggets and fries: PRESENTS! Now I'm really sold on this birthday idea.

I just HAD to get my hands on those presents! When Mommy and Daddy finally let me have them, I wasn't really sure what to do. Usually I'm not supposed to tear paper, so I was confused when they told me it was okay. So, Mommy helped me. I got a bunch of new clothes and a coat (boring!), but check out those trucks! I also got my very own four-wheeler! It makes some pretty awesome sounds that everyone (except me) is already tired of hearing. I haven't quite figured out how to push myself around on it, but I will.

Mommy and Daddy also got me this awesome fish tank full of fish! I love to watch them swim around. Daddy even put it on the desk near my crib so I can watch the fish as I go to sleep every night. It's the coolest night light ever! Now, I can't stop saying "fishie" every time I look at them. For some reason, Mom is really excited about that.

After opening my presents, Mommy INSISTED on putting this really dumb hat on me. You can see how much I liked it. I was so mad that I yelled for a long time after someone took it off, and I didn't even notice my cake in front of me. I finally calmed down once I realized the hat was gone, and then Daddy gave me a spoon so I could eat my cake--I didn't want my hands to get TOO dirty.

Oh boy, did that cake taste good. Chocolate frosting is the best! Thanks, Grandma!

After eating my fill of cake, Mommy and Daddy made me take a bath (what's with that?). Then, I FINALLY got to play with my new toys!

All in all, it was a pretty cool day. I can't wait until I get to have a birthday again! (Can it be tomorrow?)
With Love,



I loathe politics. It seems to me that every politician is little better than a snake-oil salesman, making false promises and selling a big story just to get into a position of high importance. Every two years I get a little more sick to my stomach as November draws nearer (the local elections that happen in off years don't seem to bother me as much). Much to my chagrin, this year has been an even bigger circus than most election years because of the departure from the traditional. Who would have thought we'd have an African-American man and a woman on the major party tickets for president at the SAME time? While I celebrate Senator Obama and Governor Palin for having the moxie to defy tradition, I dread turning on the television, knowing full well I will be inundated with political propaganda from one party or the other.

To set things perfectly straight, I am not affiliated with any particular party. I think the bipartisan system is ridiculously flawed, but it IS functional, and I know we're unlikely to find a better one. I believe in voting for the candidate, not the party.

Now, with that being said, I'm not sure I'll vote for president this year. I know, it's my duty as an American citizen, but I have such a hard time committing myself to either candidate, and I probably shouldn't do something silly, like write in Brad Pitt. There are several reasons why I feel this way, but I'll just present one major issue I have with each candidate.

I cannot vote for John McCain because he supports overtuning Roe vs. Wade. Do not misunderstand me: I DO NOT SUPPORT LEGALIZED ABORTION as a rule. I generally believe that if one is "responsible" enough to have unprotected sex, one is "responsible" enough to carry a child full term and give birth. There are always plenty of couples ready and willing to adopt the result of an unwanted pregnancy. However, I am of the opinion that abortions should be legal in the cases of rape and incest, and when the physical, mental, or spiritual health of the mother is in question. Personally, I would never have an abortion under any circumstance, but I wholeheartedly believe that a woman that had pregnancy forced upon her should have the chance to make that choice, if she felt it was the right one for her. Overturning Roe vs. Wade is the first step down the road towards abortion being completely abolished, which I feel is wrong. It would deny women who had no choice the chance to make a choice. Think about it logically rather than morally, as well. If abortion is declared to be unlawful, will all abortions immediately stop? Of course not! During the Prohibition Era, did all alcohol production, sales, and consumption cease? Ha! Are we not currently fighting a war against the sale and possession of powerful mind-altering drugs that are, in fact, illegal? Indeed, we are. History has displayed that simply outlawing an item or action does not make it disappear. Women will still be able to find someone to perform abortions. The difference will be that these abortions will not be performed by doctors or specialists in sanitized clinics or hospitals. Anyone seen Dirty Dancing? That's what I imagine will happen to many upset and desperate women if abortion is illegal.

I cannot vote for Barack Obama because he supports a government-sponsored universal health care system. I fully believe every American deserves to have health insurance, but I don't think this is the way to do it. A universal health care program eliminates the need for multiple, competing health care programs. Competition drives people and industries to provide the best care and service possible. Currently, if you don't like your health insurance provider, there are several more that are eager and willing to accept your patronage. With one, universal program, I feel like the quality of health care that we receive will deteriorate, simply because the bigwigs in charge will know that, with nowhere else to turn, we will keep coming back. In addition, the medical conditions that Americans have are diverse and widespread. Health insurance cannot be one-size-fits-all. I don't want to pay for coverage for conditions that I don't have and will never have, but I don't want others who need the coverage to go without it. With multiple providers, we are all more likely to find a program that fits our specific needs without having extraneous costs. Finally, I'm curious to see where Senator Obama intends to find the money for a universal health care program without raising our taxes. (Incidentally, If it were possible, I'd like to see discounts and tax breaks offered to ease the burden of paying for health insurance--that way, it would be easier for all to have health insurance, but we would still have the luxury of choice.)

There lies my dilemma. Like I stated before, these are not the only causes of my hesitance to vote, but these are two issues about which I feel strongly. I guess it will come down to choosing the lesser of two evils, but haven't decided who that will be. Brad Pitt is starting to look really good in my eyes...



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Economic Liberal
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Too bad this doesn't help me decide who to vote for...


Reality Sets In

There's nothing that teaches you more about the frailty of mortality than seeing one of your parents lying helpless in a hospital bed.

Last Monday, my dad fell off the roof above our porch (about 15 feet above the ground) and was rushed to the emergency room. Fortunately, I wasn't there to see it happen (Cole was the first on the scene, and he's still having nightmares about it), but the image in my mind still makes me shudder. My dad was eventually transferred to IMC (lovingly called "the Death Star" in my family), where he stayed until Saturday afternoon. We eventually found out that he broke 7 ribs on his right side, which, all things considered, is pretty lucky for how he fell. Because of the pain, he hasn't been breathing very deeply, so he's been on oxygen, which ages him about 35 years. He looks so frail and vulnerable, which seriously scares me.

Parents are supposed to be invincible! I know that eventually children reach a point where they understand that their parents will one day die. But, I think there's a subtle difference between understanding the mortality of one's parents and realizing it, a difference that doesn't surface until one loses or comes close to losing a parent. I met that difference head-on last week.

My dad isn't even 50 yet, so to see him so seriously injured was a complete shock. I realize, not just understand, that my parents will one day be gone, and I think I'll be better equipped to handle that when it comes. Until then, I'm going to cherish every moment I have with them and never let them forget that I love them. I implore everyone else to do the same.
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