Pop

Hello again.  Good to be here again.  I am much more sane than last time so you dont have to worry.  There are only a few things that I would like to talk about today.  Lets get started.

Caleb has another tooth popping out of his gums.  There is a sad and funny story to how it all happened.  So I was on baby duty one evening.  Caleb and I were downstairs just hanging out on the floor.  Caleb likes to stand himself up using anything he can get up close to.  This time it was the kitchen table chair.  He has done this before and has done just fine.  everything was going great for him.  He was standing, one arm on the seat, the other free to wave in the air.  He looked back at me for a second, or at a noise he heard, and lost his balance.  He tried to catch himself with his free arm but missed the chair.  He went down and popped his head on the chair.  I thought he had popped his forehead so I picked him up and checked there.  Nothing was showing so I was confused on why he was crying so much.  Then he opened his mouth and that is when I saw the blood.  Poor guy hit his top gums and split them.  My shirt then got bloody when he tried to suck on my shoulder.  At the moment I did not get a good look but I thought I saw where the split had come from.  Later analysis proved me correct.  He popped out a tooth by popping himself a good one.

So our stake is already getting ready for the basketball season.  By doing so they have asked men from each ward to volunteer to go to this officials clinic at BYU or UVU.  If we did not fulfill the required amount of men to go to the clinic then our ward would not play next season.  So I figured I could help them out by going, even though I knew that I would be moving.  So Saturday morning I popped out of bed at 5:00 (way to early for a Saturday morning) and got to BYU at 7:00 to get some training.  After the initial class the got us on the courts and said ok ref these games.  It was a girls basketball camp, ages 11-18.  Ok I guess this won't be too bad, its just girls I guess.  Boy was I wrong.  Now dont get me wrong the girls held their tempers pretty well, it was the parents and the coaches who did the yelling.  I though they were going to met me outside and pop me a good one.  Did they not notice the trainers standing next to me, pointing things out and training me?  Did they not notice that I was not an official official?  Did they not notice how late we came to the games?  Did they not care about us?  Are we really just pigs out there who need to be popped?  Oh well,  I survived and am here to tell the tale.  It was just so overwhelming sometimes that makes it a tough job.  Would you believe that there are people who love doing that sort of thing?

So Tuesday we have an inspection on our new house.  After Tuesday we are hoping that the bank will pop the paperwork out and get this thing closed quickly so we can get started on the moving process.  It could take a month or two before that happens.  Until then we will just have to plan accordingly to get ready for the big day.  We dont want any problems popping out on us at the last minute.

I hope all is well with you guys.  Be like a spring bud and pop open with joy and happiness wherever you go. Peace and love