Exactly 2 years ago...

David & I set a wedding date. The story is actually quite funny.
We had our first kiss on the Monday before Easter and as typical in the Ashton family by Wednesday we had already talked marriage. Just so happens on that same day my brother Jake had my nephew Jed call me and ask if I was coming down to St. George for Easter. I decided that if I could talk David into making the drive with me I would be there. David said yes and early Saturday morning we were in the car. Jake, Susie, Mandy & Jason completely spoiled us that weekend and were so much fun that David wanted to be apart of the fam ASAP. It was funny because that Saturday as soon as my sis-in-law Susie had me alone for a minute she said "So, when are you guys getting married?" I said, "WHAT?". NO ONE in my family knew that David & I had already seriously talked about marriage... she then told me we just looked like we should be married. I laughed it off. Then David that afternoon told me he was thinking sometime in July. Well on that Easter Sunday my older brother Abe came over and heard that everyone thought we were getting married so he basically tackled me to the ground asking me when we were getting married. I tried to tell him we weren't and then he pulled David & I over to a calendar and said, "When are you guys thinking because I'm going to NY end of July for sure." So David & I looked at the first couple weeks of July and chose the 7th just like that.
We always say that was the weekend we REALLY "fell in love". Some of our favorite memories were the guys going to the store at midnight to buy a pellet gun and then playing target practice on the balcony. The karaoke competition. Mandy making an Easter basket for David. Playing Greed and staying up till the wee hours of morning.

And here is the picture from Easter Sunday of 2006. We weren't even officially engaged yet! And here is the famous Easter bunny cake of 2006. I had to make it for the family seeing as Mom & Dad were in WA on their mission still.

And here is the new and improved cake with pink ears. I was smarter this year and made a chocolate bunny. And Happy 4-month birthday Ashton! We'll call this your cake!

And as Cally, Abbey & I like to say. HOPPY EASTER everyone!

Yes, it's true. We're immature.

My family makes fun of me if I start using this as a journal rather than Ashton's updates. Oh well, they will still read this and, let's face it, I can't shake my livejournal days!
I've been going to doctor's appointments twice a week now since the beginning of March and I've been on the phone with a doctor's office or our insurance at least once a day. All I can say is I'm glad I have the time & that I can tell David I actually do something productive during the day. But hey, this isn't a pity party, this is my update to the, "Hey what are you doing with your life these days?" comments.

Anyway, in the midst of the flashfloods here in Dallas, David finally got to come with me to an appointment - it was something other than the pediatrician and shots so he missed part of a lab to come. We went to meet the neurosurgeon who will be assisting our craniofacial surgeon during surgery. I had been forewarned that this guy was a "braniac" and not really a people person. That's fine, if he's coming near my son's head with a sharp object I don't care how his social skills are; as long as he has a steady hand and is brilliant then I'm happy. Anyway, that's not the point of the story....

We went into his office and he started to go over surgery procedures and Ashton began to completely unload. We're not talking about that one loud one like the church incident when people rows in front of us came up afterwards and asked if that was really Ashton. I think Ashton this afternoon wanted to do a "cleanse" ( you know they're all the rage right now) right at that moment! It was so loud and long and the doctor only made one comment like "he's working on something" without even cracking a smile. David & I laughed until we realized the doctor was just waiting for us to finish. We gained our composure and started to listen again but it was only 45 seconds later when Ashton started up again for almost 10 seconds (or longer)... I really should have timed it and heaven knows I would have had time to get out a stop watch or go buy one. David at this point had lost it and had to turn his head because he couldn't control the laughing. I looked at him and started to laugh, only to realize that the doctor was still talking without even missing a beat. David composed himself for about 10 seconds when AGAIN Ashton did something that made it sound like he hadn't pooped in days. David's whole body was shaking with laughter at this point and I suddenly felt the need to represent the family as something other than immature 1st time parents. But I can't put up the front, because let's face it, we are immature and we still totally enjoy, not to mention are fascinated by, potty humor. Then, as that thought was crossing my mind, Ashton pooped AGAIN. David hadn't even stopped laughing long enough to start up again, he just continued rolling. I tried SOOO hard to be serious but I couldn't. You know that moment when you know you shouldn't laugh because it is the most inappropiate situation and you're looking at someone and you feel the smile creep across your face? And no matter what you do to think of something serious you know you've lost all control? I mean, here we are discussing our son's head surgery and I have an uncontrollable desire to burst out into a full on laughing fit. So I just gave in to temptation and started to chuckle right along with David. So that was us today like two six-year-olds laughing at an inside joke. And you know what I realized walking out of that office and heading straight towards the changing table? I love David & I love knowing we don't have to grow up even if we are parents now.

And here are the Ashton pictures to appease the fam.

I couldn't get a smiling one but his shirt says "Daddy's Little Wingman".
It's been pretty cold lately so I got to use a lot of warm clothes that were too big to use while we were in Utah. Is that not the cutest little sleeping baby you've ever seen? And yes he is that huge in his carseat. Our little chunk is already up to 15 pounds!

I helped catch a thief today!

So today I was at the ward playgroup at a park. I parked my car across a field from the playground where I always park. About 2 hours in the play group we see police officers on horses so we take all the kids over there to pet the horses. We asked if they were training and they said “No, we’re patrolling the area.” It didn’t dawn on me that they were patrolling the area for a reason. Anyway the officers were super nice and waited while each kid had a turn. Then we go back to the playground. My friend Melanie caught my attention and told me to look by our cars. Sure enough I look across the field and there are the officers and one of them actually has a notepad out and is writing my license plate number down. So I run across the field as Ashton bumps up and down because I’m wearing him in a backpack on my chest.

The officer sees me and starts to say something but I’m still too far away to hear him so as soon as I get close enough I say, “Am I not allowed to park here?” He didn’t respond and asked pointing to my car if it is mine. I say yes and look at the car sure enough my back window is broken. I couldn’t believe it… actually I could because two weeks ago at playgroup I saw a guy looking in my car windows. You would think I would have learned my lesson to not leave my diaper bag in the car with my wallet and my cell.

So the officer starts to write down my information and told me that they were actually patrolling the area because there has been repeated car break ins and they are trying to catch the guy. They said that a woman had driven by and saw a guy breaking into my car so she drove to where she saw the cops. The cops (still on horses mind you) went over as fast as they could and just barely saw the little blue corolla driving off.

So the cop says you better borrow a cell phone and start canceling your credit cards. So I borrow my friend Chrissy’s cell phone and call Wells Fargo. They cancelled my checking account and then transfer me to the credit card department and I asked if any charges had already been made. They said yes there was a $130 charge to a grocery store just 5 minutes before. So the officer radioed in and got officers out there but they had already left. So we were all bummed that we almost could have caught them.

I asked the officer if there was anything else he wanted me to ask Wells Fargo he says no so I tell the Wells Fargo guy I’m done and he says “Thank you for choosing Wells WAIT THERE IS ANOTHER CHARGE RIGHT NOW!” So he tells me it’s at the 7-11 and the officers radio in and I kid you not within 5 minutes they tell me they have the guy and are arresting him! Then they tell me they have my black Eddie Bauer diaper bag!
Chrissy’s daughter who I adore gave me a hug and said “My prayer worked.” It was the sweetest thing ever.

I’ve never seen 2 police officers so happy. They told me that to follow them to the station and they’d make sure I could get my bag right back. So I pull Ashton out of the baby bjorn and he has pooped all over me and himself just to give you a mental image of how the day is going. Anyway Chrissy being wonderful took Ashton in her car and followed me with her kids because I didn’t want glass blowing around him. My favorite image of the day was when the 2 police officers were trotting towards their car and giving each other a high-5. It was straight out of the movies!
We got to the station and right away in the parking lot the investigator brings me my bag with my cell but that I need to go inside to see if they have me wallet. We walk into the police station which is just like on TV with a couple dozen desks just like on the movies. Then they sat me down at a desk and dumped out a purse of cards, pictures, cash basically anything you can imagine out of a wallet. It made me realize what a rare case it is that I got all my stuff back right away. I really am the one in a million break-in cases. I picked out all of my stuff down to my Articles of Faith card I had in my wallet. They also told me they had the guy in the questioning room across the hall and he was fessing up to it all. But it was so funny to be surrounded by 10 police officers getting so excited that they caught this punk.

What a cool day. There are guys out in our parking garage replacing my window. Oh and the good news is that Geico said because the police caught the guy they can go after him to pay me back my deductible!
I have a new found respect for the Dallas PD!

So by the time David gets home at 6 it will be like nothing ever happened. I took pictures just so he knows I’m not making it all up!

I'm eavesdropping...

So my husband and Joey his best bud are in the living room supposedly studying for their test tomorrow. I am in Ashton's room on the computer working on my health insurance application and reading some blogs. As you can imagine as they are wasting their lives away studying they often get off topic to keep themselves sane. I am typing real tidbits of their conversation and laughing hysterically.

"What weighs more, a pound of feathers or a pound of lead?"
"What weighs more a ton of gold or a ton of oxygen?"
"Think about that, a ton of gold!"
"How much is an ounce of gold worth?"
(One of them commented on how much it was actually worth and they type furiously on their calculators to figure out how much a ton would be worth.)
"Let's quit dental school and go dig up gold."
"You could buy a country with that much money."
"I think sometimes the US should declare bankruptcy and start over."

Their brains must be fried.