::a busy weekend::

We had a busy busy weekend!

First, Cousin Josh's wedding reception.....

We're so glad we were able to go. Josh and Whitney looked beautiful, and it was so fun to see all the family.

Then, a race...

The Susan G. Komen Race for the cure. We (Me. Mom, & Kevin) ran the 5K (just over 3 miles). It took us just over a half hour and it was so fun.

Later, a [dinosaur] birthday party

There were dinosaurs, cake, ice cream, lots of fun presents, and family. Thanks so much for all the fun toys, Portie loves them all!!

And then,

Mother's Day...

We did our annual "Mother's Day Brunch." But this year we went to the Grand America for lunch and had some extra guests...Grandma and Grandpa Asay, Carrie and her boys, the Aaneruds, Taryn and Brady, and Cal. We're so glad they could all come. It was fun to talk and catch up after a year of not seeing eachother!! We've gotta get together more often!

And finally...

...I got a mother's day gift! Chloe and Porter planted some gerber daisies in a pot for me (with a little help from Dad). Isn't it cute?

::field trip::

Today Chloe had a field trip with her preschool class at Secrist Gardens.

They learned all about plants and flowers...

...And even got their own flower to bring home and plant

fun day :)

big thanks to Grandma Snowman for coming over early to watch the little boys :)

::the great outdoors::

I'm not much of an outdoorsy girl (as most already know-haha), but Matt and I, and Jared and Sarah went for a 4 wheeler ride tonight. It was a muddy mess!! But still fun :)

Sorry for the picture quality, I forgot my camera so all I had was my phone.

They tried to get stuck...

...and almost succeeded!!

It's good to get out once in a while ;)

::chloe::

Preschool pictures...



Isn't she cute?!?

"po-uh liddow nose"

Grandma: "Don't hop down the steps, Porter"

Portie: {hop} {hop}

Grandma: "OHH!!"

Portie: "AAAAAAHHH!!"

Maybe someday he'll learn to listen.

:)

::"east-eh"::

We had a fun Easter. (for the most part-I'll tell ya about that later in the post)

Saturday we had the party at Grandpa Halling's house. He wasn't there, so that made it different, but the kids still did their candy hunt and everybody cooked hotdogs and sat in the yard together.

Saturday night, we got together for a little dinner for Matt's dad's birthday and then the little kids colored eggs...

Easter morning, we had an egg hunt at our house. The "east-eh" bunny hid eggs everywhere and hid their baskets! He brought BIG sidewalk chalk, bubbles, a slinky, princess nail polish, baby food, binkies, and lots and lots of candy!

Then we went to church, and then we headed down to Grandma and Papa Kitty's for Easter dinner. We had lots of fun playing outside and being together.

Now for the "for the most part" part.....

We were down at my parents house Sunday afternoon. Papa says "where's Portie?" We all just thought he was with the other kids upstairs. We checked, he wasn't there. We searched the whole house, no Porter. I went outside and didn't see him. We started to get nervous. We searched the house again. It had been probably 5 minutes since we noticed he was gone.

We all tore outside and ran all over the neighborhood looking for him. My mom brings me the phone and tells me to call 911. I didn't want to admit to myself that it was that serious, but I called anyway. I kept screaming for him. My voice was trembling and desperate. No Porter. I dropped to my knees in the middle of the road and prayed for help to find our boy. I ran through the park, through the soccer field, I passed Matt and my brother a few times hoping somebody would yell that they had found him. Nothing.

Then I saw my mom run down the street and shout "we've got him." A deep breath of relief. I ran from across the soccer field to him. Matt was carrying him with tears in his eyes. We think he walked to the park by himself and didn't see us (we were there earlier in the day), and couldn't remember which way to go to get back to Grandma's. He was gone for 20 minutes. He made it about 8 or 9 houses and 1 street away from Grandma's. I have never felt such terror in my life. So many thoughts raced through my mind (what he was doing, where he was, who had him, was he scared, was he hurt, police, amber alerts, dinosaur birthday party, Matt's family). It scares me to think of what could have happened. We are so glad to have found him safe and sound. We're thankful for my parents for their quick thinking. Papa called the bishop (they have a neighborhood calling tree thing in case of emergency) and the first person he called looked out his front door, and there sat Porter crying.

I feel like somebody is trying to tell me something. There's a message here somewhere. Sometimes we have to be slapped in the face with an event like this to learn something-I'm still trying to figure out what the Lord is trying to tell me.