Friday, February 5, 2016


Time flies and I sometimes would like a return ticket. 

How is it that I am busier than I ever was with 5 small humans running around the house demanding food and clean clothes?

Somehow I am. 

But things are good with this one. 
She's been home for about 2 weeks. 
Her due date is next week. 

And getting lots of loves. 
Oh these two.....
They are gonna keep mom and dad on their toes. 

I'm thankful all is well. 

We have gotten to enjoy some time with these darlings. 
Oh those cheeks!!!
I'm missing my Utah grands though. 
And this monkey. 

Time flies. 
How did I end with with 11 grandkids?

And then there is this. 
That isn't flying quite so fast. 

Wednesday, December 23, 2015


It's been a busy week. 
Leighton has had a few ups and downs. 
She lost about a pound. 
She was intubated for several days. 
But the days have been seeing positive blessings happen.
She is a sweet little thing. 
And has stolen our hearts. 

Tonight my son sent this picture. 
Do I see a little double chin?

Thursday, December 17, 2015

WAIT! Not yet!!!

I received a phone call from Nate yesterday. 
Sara was having contractions. 

Wait! Not yet. 

Not due till February 10!

Then he called an hour later. 

Baby in distress and labor not stopping. 
They are doing a stat C-section. 

My son sounded so alone. My heart was breaking. 

A short time later...

The little warrior princess was born 
Initially she was breathing with a little

During the night she had to be intubated. 
They did a couple of doses of surfactant. 

Grandpa and I decided to brave the horrible roads and drive the 4 hours to be there for a moment with our son and other grands. 

Beside it was Kendrix's birthday. 
We stole the two boys to stay with us in the hotel. 
That was fun. 

Then this morning got to see the little warrior princess. 
Princess Leighton Zella Egan. 

Fight on baby girl. 
Fight on. 

Saturday, December 12, 2015


Time for moments staring at the tree. 
Time for dipping the chocolates. 
I'm not quite done yet. 
Added a new treat to the arsenal. 
Salted caramels. 

It's a lot of work. 

I'll go back to staring at the tree. 

Thursday, November 26, 2015


As I go from room to room.

They will never know. 

As I joke with the ax vs hand injury...

He won't know that the lady in the next room died. 

As I give Motrin for the 3 year old's fever...

They'll never know that in the room a few doors down,
we just gave a mom and dad the worst news they could hear. 

Your child has a brain tumor. 

As I walk out the door after nearly 13 hours of chaos...

They'll never know how hard it is to face it again the next day. 

Happy Thanksgiving.  

Monday, November 16, 2015


Here we go again.
Right shoulder repair. 
He's trying so hard to wake up from anesthesia. 

It's a little comical. 

He is such a lightweight. 

Home after just a few hours. 
Still trying to wake up. 


Oh. There you are...... Asleep again. 

Thursday, October 22, 2015


While in Denver, it was reassuring to me that Lexi insisted on her nightly rituals.
During the 2 1/2 years she lived with us it was horsey rides on grandpa's back. 

Every. Night. 

Now there are rituals of "head knocker", "jack and the beanstalk" and 3 or 4 others that I couldn't remember. 

The important thing is the ritual. 
She rules the roost, this child. 
And she continues try other delay tactics. 
But after prayer and story, 
there is finally 
And it is sweet. 

Monday, October 19, 2015


I flew to Denver on Friday to be able to spend the weekend with the Conders.

Lexi was singing in Primary and I just couldn't miss that!

Besides, Howie has been in Minnesota for two weeks and I hate being alone. 

I love the area they live in. 

Most of all, I love hanging out with my shadow. 
I have missed her something fierce. 

Tonight we wrote stories. 
She writes some pretty fantastic tales. 

She would write a few paragraphs then I would write a few paragraphs. The plot involves some zombies, mashed potatoes and gravy and some other twists and turns. 

We aren't sure of the ending but it should be interesting. 
We have just enjoyed each other's company. 

I hate to go home.