Exciting Adventures at Wrestling Tournys

I'm not an expert on mothering. I've only been a mom for two and a half very short years, so I'm definitely learning something new every day. However, you'd think I'd learn from past mistakes and be more prepared when I go to public places. So, this past weekend we went to a wrestling tournament because (1) I really do like to watch wrestling, it's an acquired taste, but definitely entertaining and (2) I want to spend as much time as I can around Noah. If I didn't go to wrestling tournaments then I wouldn't see Noah for 2 days in a row, which really sucks. Anyways, Dagny has peed through her pants a number of times. After many oops moments of forgetting to bring extra pants I learned from my mistakes and brought an extra pair with me. However, I failed to bring an extra shirt. So we drive all the way down to West Jordan and Dagny is as happy as a clam drinking her sippy cup of apple juice. We go inside and sit down, and Dagny is sitting on my lap and acting not herself. She just wanted to sit on my lap and kept pointing to her mouth. I figured she bit her tongue or something. Moments after that thought passed through my mind Dagny projectile vomits all over me, herself, and the bleachers at West Jordan High School. I forgot how Dagny gets car sick. I just kept thinking how grateful I was that we were running so late that we didn't have time to eat breakfast. Luckily at wrestling tournaments there are huge rolls of paper towels everywhere and disinfectant cleaner for when kids get bloody noses, etc. My wonderful husband and another wrestler were kind enough to clean up all the vomit. Not just clean it up mind you, but disinfect it as well. But I had another problem. I didn't bring extra clothes for myself and I brought only pants for Dagny. So what did I do? I went to Walmart and bought both of us some new clothes. Great way to start out the morning, huh?

Croup and Christmas

It has been forever, I know. But I find that my life has become quite busier from when I used to have just one child. The past while has been a little crazy with wrestling season starting up again. I took the kids to a tournament, which I said earlier that I wouldn't because I didn't want to risk Sunny getting sick. Well, they both got sick. I'm almost certain that my niece had croup and of course, my kids now have croup. If any of you don't know what croup is, it sucks. It started with just a slight fever and the sniffles, then a little cough. It progresses to really raspy breathing and a cough that sounds like a dog barking. Dagny has been unbearable. Her voice is gone and she cries every time she coughs because her throat hurts so bad. The other night she woke up around 3:00 AM. Luckily Noah took the night off from work to help out a little and he stayed up with her watching Disney movies. Sunny has been more lethargic and just whimpers every time he coughs. Both kids want to be held all the time, which is harder than one might think. They're getting better and luckily no ear infections, knock on wood.

I am really excited for Christmas this year, which is kind of a first for me. I think it's because Dagny is super stoked. She loves Christmas music and lights. I made a super cute Christmas advent calendar that I found from my friend Julie's blog and put fun Christmas activities in it for Dagny to do each day. We've painted toenails Christmas colors, watched Christmas movies, read stories, and so on. It has been really fun. Our Christmas tree isn't much, but I'm glad we have a cheap one because Dagny really likes to rearrange my ornaments and touch the tree all the time. One branch is slightly bent out of shape because of this newfound love. But the spirit of Christmas is in our homes and we're excited!! Yay for Christmas!

Quick Recap

I know, it has been a super long time since I've blogged. We had terrible internet that would disconnect randomly, so it wasn't worth it to blog and then have the computer disconnect in the middle. We've had a few exciting things happen in the past little while. Well, not that many, sadly, but enough. My cute little brother in law left on his mission to Canada about a month ago. He claimed to be excited and not nervous on the outside, but he seemed a little scared to me when he left. We are so pumped for him and know that he'll be an amazing missionary.

                                                   Adam with Sunny the morning he left. 
                     In front of the Bountiful Temple when Adam went through for the 1st time.

He's the 5th Fager to go on a mission, so we're pretty stoked. He flew to Canada yesterday and had a layover in Dallas for an hour, so he called my in laws, but my in laws all have the swine flu so we didn't go over there. We figured he would call us at home, but he never did. We later found out that he called his girlfriend instead. Lame, absolutely lame. Just wait, after she gets married and doesn't receive packages anymore, he's gonna be wishing that he had called us instead. What a douche. Seriously.

Anyways, it has been a nice three months away from school, but I am finally getting back into it. I'm not very excited, but I definitely need to go back. I'm graduating next year. I'll finally be done six years into it and two children later. Crazy.  Also, Sunny has been super irritable lately and sure enough, I felt his little gums this morning and I felt a small pointy tooth finding its way through his gums. It's going to be a tough next couple of days. And Dagny loves taking her diaper off, all the time. I'm definitely researching potty training. So that' s about it. Not a whole lot, but hey, that's life.

Sunny's Blessing

Sunny was blessed a few weeks ago and of course we forgot to take pictures until after we got home from church, so as you can see, he was pretty pissed off. My mother in law has kept all of her children's blessing outfits so this outfit is 26 years old, but still looks brand new. I was so glad that Sunny was able to wear this because every boy blessing outfit that I could find looked like a mini tuxedo and I was not a fan. I wanted something unique and this outfit is super cute. We tilted his hat slightly so he looked gangsta, pretty much the coolest baby in the congregation. The only downfall was that the outfit is made of some sort of wool and was super scratchy. That's probably why he was so upset. He slept through the entire blessing, which was a blessing, (no pun intended) unlike his sister who screamed through her blessing. Noah said he kept having the feeling that he needed to include in his blessing that he would be a great wrestler, but wasn't sure how to say it appropriately. I'm not sure of his exact words, but he made it work. It turned out really well even though it snuck up on us really fast and we forgot to invite some people, which we feel really bad about!

Happy Anniversary!

I love this picture because it illustrates perfectly one of the many reason why I love Noah. He makes me laugh so much, more so than anyone else. It's hard to believe that we've been married for 3 years now. Three years and two kids later, and life is still amazing. I hate to say the cliche, but it really feels like we've been together for much longer. There are many reasons why I love Noah and I'll name off just a few: again, funny man, very funny man; amazing father; worthy priesthood holder; loves to cook; works hard to support the fam; can always have a stimulating conversation about the ins and outs of Harry Potter; cries during movies; cleans the toilet; obsessed with England; always expresses his gratitude for the things I do; if I wanted the moon he'd tie a lasso around it and pull it down for me; he's my best friend; loves to sing and dance; thinks I'm gorgeous even when I've got an extra layer of blubbery skin after having children; basically, when it comes down it, he would give me anything I wanted and his only wish is for my happiness. Pretty stand up guy, huh? Noah is pretty much the opposite of any guy that I ever imagined that I'd marry. I never thought I'd marry a jock, but I sure got me a big one. I really lucked out when I found Noah, and I'm so grateful that I fought to get him. I knew from the first few weeks of hanging out with him that I could be perfectly content being his wife. He's amazing and I can't wait to spend the next of eternity with him. He rocks my socks.