Back to Utah

So we have arrived in Utah. It is nice to be back here, but I must admit that San Antonio is a pretty good place too. There are several things that I have noticed is the few short hours that we have been here:

#1- The mountains are much bigger than I remember.
#2- I can see forever here.
#3- There aren't as many trees as I remember.
#4- It seems like we never left

The flight and trip was pretty uneventful. However, there we several funny moments:

#1- I forgot the give Mark Rowan three oranges that I set out especially to give to him. I hope that he let himself into our apartment to get them, or there might three green, moldy balls on our counter when we get home
#2- There were two ladies in front of us on the trip from San Antonio to Dallas. There was one lady sitting on the aisle. The next lady who came insisted that the other lady sit by the window, because the aisle was her seat. Then she changed her mind and sat by the window, even though it wasn't "her" seat. She said that she wanted to sit by the window, because she was going to sleep the whole way anyway. Well, she slept the whole 45 minutes we were in the air. I tried to be nice and wake her up, but she must have meant what she said about being tired, because I couldn't wake her up, so I just deboarded.
#3- In the Dallas airport we were really hungry. We wandered over to a nice pastry shop and decided that we didn't want to pay money for a pastry. She we found a pretzel shop. Jan, after much deliberation, decided that she would have a garlic pretzel. Then to my amazement the lady took the last pretzel out of the glass pretzel warmer, went over to a box, picked up your typical spice bottle, turned to stand over the garbage can and dumped a white substance on Jan's pretzel. I wondered what it was, but I had a good idea. She handed the pretzel to Jan and as we turned to walk away, Jan took a big bite of the pretzel that she had turned down a French pastry for and then just about threw up. What would you think would be on a garlic pretzel? A nice creamy garlic butter? Probably on every other garlic pretzel you order such would be the case, but on this special pretzel, the lady just dumped a bunch of garlic powder on it and handed it to Jan. Notice I said garlic powder, that doesn't even equate to garlic salt. So I wiped the garlic powder off of the pretzel for Jan and then bought her a Frosty and some gum so that she could get the garlic out of her mouth. So in the end, we should have just got the French pastry, that pretzel made us spend three extra dollars.

I hope that you all have a Merry Christmas. We miss you all and for those that are in Utah, we will see you soon.

with love,

Ben

I saw it!

Last year we had an ugly sweater party for New Year's Eve.

Last week, I saw a lady in my ward wearing my sweater!

My Dilemma

Last night someone asked me when I was due.

But I really like wearing that shirt.

Never Trust a Public Restroom

Because of people like me.

Last night Ben and I went to the mall to look at stuff we can't afford. It was our date. I noticed that Clark was stinky when we had just arrived, and I had only brought my purse, not my diaper bag (like I ever remember to restock diapers anyway). So I decided to go to the bathroom, take off his diaper and just shake the goods down the toilet so he didn't have to sit in it at least. When I unstrapped the thing, I realized that it was too wet, mushy and smooshed-in to come out and just fall in the toilet. But I couldn't, in good conscience, strap it back on him!

So I came up with a plan that involved a lot of paper towels. While I was coming up with this plan, (which happened to coincide with trying to flush "the goods"), Clark peed on the floor. He also soaked his unsnapped onesie pretty good at the same time.

I took him to the counter to wipe him off with some wet paper towels (phase one of my plan) and I noticed that we were leaving puddles of non-clear liquid. I tried to wipe them up, but I certainly didn't sanitize the counter. (Please remember, this is in the J.C. Penney bathroom, and people are coming and going the whole time--I, on the other hand, am operating in some sort of timeless-bubble).

Then I got a wad of paper towels and headed back to the changing table (phase two). I had his makeshift diaper on and his wet onesie snapped over it when a nice girl approached us and asked "Do you need a diaper?" I must have looked relieved and embarrassed because she hurried out and grabbed me not only a diaper, but a pack of wipes. Bless her.

Clark thought the whole thing was a terrific game. Who doesn't like to be naked in public?

Live footage

He's becoming HIGHLY mobile.