I keep thinking that one of these day's I'll actually sit down and catch up, but since it hasn't happened, and life is just going to get more crazy, I'm gonna try and quickly fill you in while I have half a second.
Thanksgiving week was C.R.A.Z.Y!! It was a good crazy, but ... yeah.
The Saturday before Thanksgiving my whole family came into town. This included my 4 sisters, 1 brother, dad, mom, 1 brother-in-law and my niece. My other brother and brother-in-law joined us the day before Thanksgiving along with a friend of theirs. :) Needless to say, for most of the week we had 14 people in our home. Whew!! Quite the brood. :)
The sad thing was that at some point during the week we each took our turns being sick, but with the blessings of the priesthood and some good moms and sisters, we helped each other get better and have a blast!
There was tons we did, though I'm sure you don't need to hear about all of it. We stayed up late playing games, we talked and laughed about supremely stupid stuff (our go to when we're together ... who knew such a stupid joke could bring us all to laughing tears each time we're together ... yo).
The food was great and the company was better! It really was an all around enjoyable time. Boy am I thankful that I have such a fun family to hang out and make memories with. :)
Like the crazies we are we went to the beach twice that week. And no ... we didn't stay on the beach ... WE got IN the water. Yes, I know we're crazy, but that's what makes us the Crazy King Brood. Though the water was O-SO-FREEZING my hubby (the big kid who has to have fun - not that it's a bad thing) was the first to run into the frigid abyss. Of course the rest of us caught the contagion of his fun and joined. Before I knew it I was being pummeled by waves and couldn't feel my limbs, not one of them. But hey ... it was fun! And I only had to suffer through a little bit of choking on salt water.
The day we went to pick up my brother at the airport we drove by the new home of the Battleship Iowa. Now, anyone who knows my dad knows why this is a key point. My dad immediately pulled off our original trail and drove into the parking lot. The ship was impressive. But we weren't really prepared to go on a major tour. So we placed the idea in the back of our minds for an option later in the week.
On Friday we got that opportunity. Here are some of the pictures.
Ian riding a shell and powder ammunition display.
I have to admit ... it was a pretty COOL tour.
Moving along - have you ever danced on the freeway?? I have. :)
One day while we were driving into LA traffic came to a stand still. We thought their might be an accident, but both sides of the freeway were halted and we weren't moving an inch. Eventually we got our of cars and walked up to the front of the stopped traffic. There happened to be a downed power line that lay across all lanes of the freeway. No one could go anywhere. So while we waited we got out and danced/played on the freeway. Kinda different for a days drive. :)
The Saturday before my family left town we all headed out to do our service project. Ian had insisted that we should clean up the garbage along the route we walk to and from his school, so we got out there and started cleaning. It was a difficult job but we picked up a good amount of garbage. To this day, every time we drive by those areas both Ian and Kenya ask me if we can stop and pick up the trash (that particular area collects trash way to easily). I wish we could always stop and pick it up.
For those of you who don't know, I love to bake all sorts of home made breads. I have been using a bread maker to mix the dough for me cause I have weak wrists and it's hard to do it myself, but the week of Thanksgiving my bread maker went kaputz. I was almost in tears by the loss of one of my best friends. I just figured I'd have to go to the thrift store and buy another $15 used one. The next week brought me to tears for real.
A package came in the mail for Brian. I figured it was a present and avoided looking at it, but when he got home he asked me to open it. Inside was a brand new BOSCH!!! For those of you who may not know, this is a stinking awesome mixer.
I had been wanting one of these for YEARS and here it was. I was ubber excited and so amazed that I teared up. Brian had got an amazing deal on it and couldn't wait till Christmas to give it to me. He also insisted that the sooner I had it the sooner I could make 'yummy stuff '. And so I did. I was baking everything I could the whole next week.
Well that brings me to this week. On Monday Trey was sick. I decided he needed to be seen by the doctor and took him in. The doctor then decided to have him admitted at the hospital due to respiratory problems he was having. He wasn't breathing well and there were several other things that led to a bad situation. Trey spent the next 3 days and nights in the hospital. He had RSV and Bronchiolitis. It was so hard to watch him struggle for breath and not eat or drink. He was really having a difficult time. But thanks to the wonderful doctor and nurses and a priesthood blessing, Trey is now back home and recovering quickly.
The sad thing is that once Trey came home, the rest of us got really sick. It was a sick infested week and no fun at all. But thanks to the wonderful people in our ward, we were well taken care of. I can't thank them enough for their love and help.
So there you have it. Our last month or so in a nut shell. Congrats on making it to the end ... and it you didn't ... I don't blame ya. :)
