St George, here we come

Greg has been asked to take over as the Financial Adviser for the St George branch of WaMu, and he was happy to oblige. He's been wanting to head down that way for quite awhile, and has loved it as he's spent time down there each month. So in mid-March, we're all moving down.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. It is always hard to uproot your kids and they are happy here. But I also have faith that this is going to be a good move for us. Change isn't always a bad thing, though it can be scary. We are all sad to leave friends, but it's not like we're moving across the country. And who doesn't like St George? Well, don't ask me that from June-September, I've heard. :) Greg's brother and his family live in St George, and we're excited to be so close to them. They've been giving us lots of good advise.

We found a house to rent for a year, and I forgot to take pictures with the camera for the kids, but luckily Greg snatched a few with his phone. This is the front and the awesome kitchen!

So if you're heading our way, please come and see us!

The Super Bowl and a Popcorn Kernel

We decided to stay home and have our own Super Bowl party this year. We had lots of chips, homemade guacamole and caramel corn, mini-pizzas and pigs in a blanket. (I think it goes without saying that we ate too much.) My favorite part was watching Rachel try guacamole. She would get a little on her chip and lick it off, then do it again. (I used to do the same thing when I was young.) The best was when she put her soggy chip back into the bag. I had never heard Hailey say "EWWW!" quite so loud before.

The kids don't have school today, because of Teacher Development Day. (They should really be developed by now, they seem to have a day for it every month!) Greg let me sleep for an extra hour since we didn't have to do the morning rush. After I got up, I went to change Rachel's diaper and thought I saw a little booger on her nose. As I went to get it, I realized it was a popcorn kernel. She had stuck one up her right nostril! I had vacuumed the basement Saturday, but the kids obviously spilled some yesterday. I tried to get it out with my finger, but only pushed it farther in. After a frantic call to the dr's office, they told me to plug one nostril and have her blow, and if that didn't work try a bulb syringe. Neither worked, and they had said to bring her in and they'd take it out. Have you seen 'One Fine Day'? There was no way I was letting them put something that big up her little nose! So after some persuading she started blowing again and it finally came out. I almost took a picture of it, but you wouldn't have wanted to see it. Yuck! Lesson here: always vacuum after popcorn. Those little fingers find everything.