Cory and Sadie

I have gone many places and forgotten my cell phone, I've forgotten my purse, my wallet, my debit card, my chap stick, an extra snack, my ipod, my ipod charger (which makes it difficult for an aerobic instructor to not have her music), my water bottle, my homework, my book, and a myriad of other things that you need on vacation or just every single day. All things that you can generally manage without or make do. They were hosting a special event by our house with horse rides, fishing, a petting zoo, and tons of games for little kids. I know that it gets busy really fast and that Isaak doesn't like to wait in lines, so I was rushing to get us there at 9am when it opened. I tried to coax Isaak out of his pajamas. He has this Lightening McQueen pajamas that we just bought and he hates to take them off. It took some time and a lot of effort to get him out of those pajamas and then a whole other round to get him to put his shoes on and then I was out the door. Yay! We were going to...

I love summer. I'm in love with the sun. I haven't been happier all year. Well maybe the time that Cory and I went snowboarding or maybe some funny moments, but I love warm summer nights, watching fireworks, sweating, looking for shade, swimming, hiking and just being outside. Isaak loves it too. We have been having a lot of fun. He's been quite tuckered out. One of my favorite days was when we decided to hike Ensign Peak. My brother was supposed to come, but has terrible allergies and could barley open his eyes to come. Poor Guy! So Isaak and I embarked on our trip solo. Don't worry there are tons of people that hike Ensign Peak daily. It was safe. It was also the perfect day to do it. The sun was shining, but it wasn't a lick over 75degrees and since there is no shade that makes it perfect. Isaak saying, "Cheese!" He loved climbing up the stairs and didn't want any help from me in any way. He made it about 3/4's the way up running and climbing. I...

We were in church on Sunday and the first meeting was almost over. We only had ten minutes left and I had to pee so bad! I kept telling myself I could make it, but I after two more minutes I knew I wasn't going to make it. I snuck out and then I snuck back in. I was quick. As soon as I came in Isaak turned to me and yelled, "Mommy make a poopy!" Yep he yelled it! I said, "Does Isaak need to make a poopy? Is that what you are saying?" He yelled again, "Mommy go pooh." I was definitely blushing when he said it the second time and a few people around us were laughing. Silly boy! Then tonight we went to the park and were trying to play Frisbee golf with Isaak which isn't very effective. He likes to randomly throw the Frisbee wherever, but we had fun. At one point he threw the Frisbee in the bush and kept saying over and over again, "oh crap, oh crap, oh crap." I don't say oh crap--I say oh shoot and Cory swears that he doesn't say oh ...

Asthma. What in the world am I doing? I have no idea. You would think it would be obvious, but it isn't. I don't like it. I barely know exactly what it is. I thought attacks were quick and easily fixed, but it can take Isaak about three weeks to fully recover from attack. Three weeks, not a quick puff on an inhaler like I thought it was. If he has an attack I need to give him albuterol every four hours for several days or until I think the attack is over. I still am not exactly sure how to tell. It all seems so vague and frustrating, especially with a toddler because I can't really have a conversation with him. I think maybe I was secretly hoping that he wouldn't have another attack for a long time, but alas it happened. So mostly I feel completely inadequate frustrated and unsure. I wish there was some kind of test to see where he's at and exactly how much more I need to do, but there are no guidelines. I guess I'll just feel completely inadequate until I get i...