Friday, August 8, 2008

Let The Games Begin

Wow what a show Bejing put on tonight. I was impressed by all the small details each person put into the show. My favorite story of the 9 year old boy that walked with the Chinese athletes. For those that missed the opening ceremonies. This 9 year old boy was a hero in that 20 of his 30 classmates died in the earthquake, and he was one of ten that made it out of the rubble. When he escaped the rubble--he went back in to try and rescue two of his classmates. When asked why he went back in to help his classmates, he said "I had to, I was the hall monitor, it was my responsibility." Stories like this remind me why we should be like unto a child. What a touching story.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Bedtime Stories


I try to read to my children at night. Well, this particular night Nate put his ears--I guess so he could listen really well. I thought it is was cute.

24th of July





On the 24th of July we ended up going to Cottonwood Heights. I must say it was fun. We will probably be there next year. They had all sorts of things. At least 10 bounce houses, face painting, pie throwing, dunking booth, food, free watermelon and great fireworks. And it wasn't nearly as crowded as Liberty Park is. The first picture shows JT on top of an army hummer. The next picture is Nate on a "vroom, vroom" Although I'm not sure he was sure of the cop next to him. He loves bikes--of any kind. But especially "vroom vrooms." The last is both of them sliding down a bounce house. They love those. Hope your 24th was a good one too.

JT's Surprise

This summer JT took a summer class called Bright Ideas put on by Alpine School District and BYU students. At the end of the class they did a program for parents. When it was time for JT's class to perform I couldn't find JT. I thought he had gone to the bathroom and was going to miss his class performance. They started singing a song that goes to the tune of "pop goes the weasel." All of the sudden JT pops out of the box at the end of the song. Oh, there he is. Little stinker.