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OK, I rarely talk about work, but I have to share this. After leaving a patients room today I happened to share an elevator with a very nice gentleman. I turned to him and said " How are you doing today?" He misheard me. He looked at me and said " Susie." After a shocked pause I said " Pardon me" to which he replied " Susie. She's the only one who will do it." I actually managed to keep a strait face and told the gentleman to have a great day. As I locked myself into my car I lost it. I am sure he had a great day!

Park City

It is that wonderful time of year when my Grandparents get the week at the time share. They chose Park City again this year,  although grandma did say something about a possibility for Jackson next year. I am keeping my fingers crossed. I love going to Park City because I love the drive. No, I don't go to Salt lake then to Park City. I take the long way. Past Coalville on east I-80.

On Monday we went swimming. We as in I took the kids and went into the water while Ben Stayed dry and took pictures. It was three hours of catching kids while the jumped off the edge of the pool. I loved every minute of it. Through it all the kids kept finding random things and putting them on, like the goggles above. It was amazing. Towards the end a thunder storm rolled in. Since I have read that article that I found on Yahoo about lighting storms and safety, I instantly pulled the kids out when I heard the first peels of thunder. However; there were many other people who didn't want to leave the pool and even after the hotel manager forced them to leave, still moaned and whined about how they should have to leave.

It was a fun day and I can't imagine a better way to waste a day!

Baby Goats and a new washer

OK so most people know that our last baby goat died. It was sad and very discouraging. We still had two pregnant nannies and were very stressed due to the fact that I didn't want to lose any more babies. So we gave the nannies the pneumonia vaccine and placed them in my back yard to isolate them from the other nannies. The two pregnant nannies did not appreciate our efforts but we really didn't care. So last weekend we went on a wonderful sporadic camping trip in which the kids were good and everyone had a great time. I got some killer pictures that may be posted later.
When we got home our youngest nanny had given birth to twins, like 1/2 hr before we got there. Rude! But the babies were cute and mom looked good. We were of course very cautious about these babies. By Tuesday they were looking great.
Tuesday night our other nanny decided it was her time to go into labor, and she waited until Ben got home to do so. Very helpful. Ben, the kids and I got to watch her baby get born. It was awesome. There was one point that Ben thought that the baby was breach and spring loaded out of his chair to go and help. It wasn't breach but nurse Ben was already in the pen so he stayed there.
So now I have three very healthy doeling goats and two happy nannies. We even dare to name the goats which we did. Alfie, Belle and Chloe. Yes we are going down the alphabet for names.
Which leads me to my other story.
Last month our washer decided not to spin anymore. We had to get a new washer. After careful consideration we meandered down to Home Depot to get a new washer. Since I chose the last washer and it was a piece of crap, I decided to let Ben choose. He was set on a top loader. Well we got our washer, brought it home, and low and behold this thing could not clean clothes. Period. In fact the clothes we put in normally ended up with a heavy ring of lint. The washer went back. The next time I chose. I got a Maytag front loader that blessedly cleans cloths and is big enough for a king sized quilt. I am in heaven.

MOM I cant fly yet!!!

Brady: Mom, I'm so mad. I still can't fly yet. Me: Sorry kiddo. People can't fly. Just not in our many abilities. Brady: I know, that's why I tried to turn myself into a dinosaur bird. But I just turned back into a Brady. Me: Trying really hard not to laugh.

That was the start to my morning. Poor kid was so upset that he can't fly. Some moments I miss being young. The moments are fleeting but there all the same. I remember when all things were still magical, when you hope that maybe someday you can fly. But then you grow up and have children. That is a magical time. I wouldn't trade them for the world. Even when they wake you up at three in the morning, saying that there is a monster in the kitchen eating chips. Damn Monster... those were my chips!!!