Take Me Out to the Ballgame!

Today Logan got the chance to be the pitcher at his baseball game. 

When I got to the game Logan yelled to me from the dugout that he was going to pitch today! My first thoughts consisted of: what?,  oh no, that's too much pressure,  umm... I don't know if he's ready to do that!  

I was panicking a little (okay a lot) when he stood on the pitchers mound!  

But let me just say, "I've never been prouder to admit I was wrong!"

With his FIRST pitch the ump yelled STRIKE!  And that's how it continued!  

He struck out batter #1, batter #2, and batter #3!  

Can I just say, it was so awesome!!  

After he got that third out- he jumped into the air, ran into the dugout to give his coach a high-5 (by the way, the coach is his dad), and then he ran out to the bleachers to give me a hug!  He had THE BIGGEST grin on his face! 

I was so excited for him to experience the thrill of trying and succeeding!  

This was definitely Logan's day!  Not only did he get those 3 strike-outs, but he also pitched the next inning and struck out 2 more hitters and caught a ball that was hit for out 3!

He also had a great hit right down third base!

I think all day I'll be singing. . . For it's one, two, three strikes you're out at the old ball game!

Keeping With Tradition

This was the first Memorial Day in a LONG time that I have been here in Utah.  

Every Memorial Day since I can remember, my family has visited the grave sites of my Grandpa Olsen's parents and of his brothers that had passed away.

The past 8 Memorial Days we were in Bakersfield, so I was pretty excited to take the kids to the cemetery and continue the tradition with them.  

Since we went a little later in the morning most of my family had already been to the graves, so it was up to me to find them!   

I found my grandpa's brother who served during WWII right away (the American Flag probably helped a little bit), but I have to admit I got a little lost in our search for my great-grandparents! Luckily after a little while, Jared spotted them-- right next to where we had parked (and I don't mean kind of by our van-they were RIGHT by our van)!  

I told Jared I did a pretty good job in getting us in the general vicinity!  If you consider that I haven't been there for 8 years and all the other times I've been there someone in the family was there to take us to the exact spot!)

I think the kids really enjoyed it.  I didn't hear any complaining!  Nothing.  Not even one "this is taking too long, or this is boring!"

There was one moment at the cemetery I tucked away into my 'I want to remember this moment' vault in my head.

Buried right behind my great-grandparents is my grandpa's little brother who died when he was only 4 years old.   When I told Janie that he was only 4 when he died just like her, she went and pulled of a flower stem from the flowers we had brought, sat down by his grave and placed her flower there.  Too adorable!

In the afternoon, we headed over to Jared's brother's house for a BBQ.  It was such yummy food and the weather was perfect!

It's always fun to sit down and chat with the family.  The kids have so much fun just playing with the cousins.  It was such a fun, relaxing, memorable day!

I Looked Out the Window and What Did I See?

*JUST FOR YOUR INFORMATION THIS POST WAS WRITTEN BACK IN APRIL, BUT I FORGOT TO POST IT, SO HERE YOU GO!

I looked out of my bathroom window the other day and this is what I saw:

(By the way, can you tell by the title that I spend a little too much time working in the nursery at church)!

Something yellow and way up high in the tree out back.  It took me a minute, but then I realized that it was Jared!

He had climbed up our huge pine tree in the backyard to saw off all the branches that had half-broken off in the last snow blizzard we had.     

(*ONCE AGAIN, SUPER OLD POST, THIS STORM WAS MID-APRIL!)

The snow was so wet, it was too heavy for the branches.  I kept hearing the branches snap and break all night long.  When I woke up the neighbors tree had completely toppled over!   And our trees in the back had HUGE branches just hanging there ready to fall at any second.  It was such a crazy spring snowstorm!

So, who said tree climbing was just for little boys?  Look at my man go!!