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Well, I was recently forced to write on this blog even though I have better things to do in my time, HaHa. That and I have nothing better to do in my spare time so i though i might just come on here and enlighten you all on whats going on in my life. And if your wondering why im using dad's account and not one i created let me tell you. I told google that I was 200 hundred years old and they still won't let me create an account due to the fact that "I'm too young". Something tells me they can tell when your lying... Anyways, I have made the JV Lacrosse team and i am on the starting line. We are 2-0 in our season and we beat Rochester Adams so everythings good with me. We will have three games this coming week and I can't wait to see how they turn out. Kody recently left to go to college and to finish getting the knowledge that he was left out on several years previous. Dylan has been crying his eyes out non-stop thanks to him. If you ask me, you should all move to Michigan to comfort Dylan in his time of terrible depression.

YAY 4 MARCH!!!

WOW! the acronym for World of Warcraft, MoM spelled upside down, and the exclamation coming from my mouth, glad that it is over! This has been the second longest month of my life, right behind January of this year, I think I lost two years of my life going through these two months.

So, Here is the dill-e-o my peeps! Teaching is amazing! can't say enough about it, but I am going to stop there and let you all think about the rest of what I was going to say. So, I secured a house for myself for the next 1.5 years, and it is a lovely home with many bedrooms so, if we want to do Christmas out here this year, I have the space! Ummm, my newest friend is a rabbit, named bunny. He likes it when you massage his cheeks and he enjoys smarties, carrots, and grandma's pillows. He was free and that is about it.

I took second place in my ward's "MR. 21st WARD" contest. For my talent portion I re-enacted the dilophosorous stalking his prey, the relief society president being the target. HUGE CROWD PLEASER! It was a real honor to achieve something so wonderful! Almost as good as winning my second-grade spelling bee. . . .but alas, I digress.

Miss you all and love you even more! Take care of yourselves and to your pride and wool be true!

lacrosse b-day present

today was the first day I've used my d-stick sense summer. and when I used it in the summer I totally sucked!!!!!! so anyway today I brought it to practice and I totally rocked the d-pole and sense I did so good I'm one of the four captain's on my team so I totally rocked it out and I can catch amazingly good left and right-handed and throw awesomely right and left-handed !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Savannah's Blessing day!

We had a blast yesterday sharing Savannah's blessing day and our first anniversary with so many friends and family. It was a special day and we appreciate those of you who could come be a part of it with us. We missed all the rest of you and look forward to seeing you in the not too distant future, we hope. We're excited to see Kerry and Jaxon very soon!! Savannah hasn't gotten to meet any boy cousins yet!
We wanted to share some pictures from her special day with you. There's lots more but this was all I was able to put on here.

We love you all and hope everything's going well for you! Are you in your last trimester now, Chel? You're getting down to the wire. Emma will be here before you know it! Hang in there, and just remember, it's all worth it.

Take care and have a good week.

-Becky-

Jaxons first trip to the zoo :)

This is the fence that blocked the eagles nest that said "do not enter"

.......And this is Jaxon in the Eagles nest!!!

reality is overrated

Today, I was blindsided by reality. Picture this. Cute, little Bethany(ok so maybe 5'8 isn't little) in her black chief shirt, zupas hat, and her non-slip shoes... don't forget her jeans. In the last hour of her shift, her manager hands her an envelope. Yes, you are all correct in you thinking. It is the recipe for the tomato basil soup... SIKE! Ok ok it was her paycheck. So of course she is getting super excited because who wouldn't be for crying out loud?! Then on her way home from work she is at a stop light and decides to see how much this piece of paper is worth. She looks and notices that it is missing $50! The words, which she learned from G-money, "what the h" passed through her brain. end of story. So, me being the government genius that I am(only 2 questions wrong on my exam aka 98%), you would assume I know what taxes are. Well, that concept did not really exist or annoy me, until today. And I have to be smart with my money now, so like I was saying earlier, today I was woken up from a sweet dream. I decided I prefer my oblivious state where I could spend my money on what I choose instead of living within this ridiculous thing called a budget. Anyways, besides taxes, life is wonderful as always. I am very busy with school, work, friends, and my roomies(aka guardians). I am getting excited planning my future and all the things I want to do! I love you all more than you know!

PS. for the older siblings who are reading my title "reality is overrated" and thinking reality is great and that I just need to mature a little, I was joking. Get it, a joke. And for those who think I am immature for writing that last sentence, that was a joke as well. Anywho, I saw this picture and it made me laugh, so I thought I would share it with you.

It looks as if there are really only two or three real contributors to this blog. As they say, it takes two to tango, 2 or 3 witnesses to establish all truth, 3 licks to get to the center of a tootsie pop, 3 genes to code for one protein (that's for you Gare), 42 muscles to frown and 14 to smile, all sorts to make up this great big world, and a whole family to successfully run a family blog. It also takes time... which I seem to have the most of. Ere go, I think I might just cut out some of my blogging in hopes that you all might think I have better things to do with my life. But if that won't do the trick maybe this will!


As you can see by the two scores that I posted last night (back to back), I'm doing great things with my life! I'd also like to set-up a rematch with original teams and terms from our Christmas Tourney, but a change in location to a regulation bowling alley. No more of this backyard bowling garbage. Well I better get back to sleep, when you stay up doing great things with your life until 2AM it wears on you. And yes, Brock, by back to sleep I mean back to work. (But seriously I'm doing this one at lunch time)

The Game that has us ADDICTED!!!!!

So .. over the christmas break Debbie introduced us to a game that has swept like a wild fire over us and other couples we play it with. 

Yes it is monopoly DEAL!!!, we played this game during the christmas break with the fam. When we got back to Cali, i bought this game for Tay, we took it with us to Utah and played it with Taylors Co-Manager and now he and his girlfriend own it. Last week we introduced this game to another couple here in Cali and we just recently found out that they have purchased it too. I think all addictions are bad, but i think i might have a justification for this game! lol...
We play monopoly deal every free minute we have. We played it during dinner tonight and there is no doubt in my mind that we will be playing it a couple of times before we go to bed, as we have done every night since i bough it. 


Tay and i have now put wagers for the winner, Last night he owed me a 5 min foot rub and a 10 min back massage and i definitely made him pay up!!!.....
 so... if you want an addiction.. this is the way to go..!!!!! hhahahahahah

Just thought i would add a cute picture of Jax!!!!

Alert.

What are you doing right now? Well what? I don't care what it is because I know what you should be doing. Your eyelids should not be ajar. Your knees should be in the bent position. Whatever your religion may be get your prayer rugs, your rosary beads, your lucky rabbit foot, and pray your guts out for the man we all know and love, my mate G lover. He is taking boards right this second. Right now. Yes, now. So if you're chewing a tuna sandwich, shame on you. Stop chewing. Start fasting. I think I am theraputically writing because I can't see him and so this is my way of coping. If you're at the grocery store, feel free to kneel down on the pet food aisle (there should be less people there). If you're at work, take it off. This is a big day. Send up whatever faith you have. I know he'll do amazing and I'm just missing him so the fetus and I thought we would write. We also love all of you like crazy. We're going on a romantic getaway to Rupert Idaho this weekend to celebrate the presidents if any of you would like to join us. Just call and put in your reservations because we're filling up fast. All right. We (as in the child and I) are signing off with deep Seibold love for all the optical nerves that are reading this.

Valentines Day

Or as we like to call it in the single world, Singles Awareness Day. That's right there will be no trips to Hallmark, Godiva, or the local florist (let's be honest none of the stops would have been made regardless, why would you, when you could go to Walmart just around the corner, and get half the quality at 1/4 the price, making it double the value, and three times the appreciation, provided you removed 100% of the price stickers.) But I digress. The point is, it's good to be single. Good to your wallet, good to your time, good to your chapped lips and asthma, good because you like to drink milk despite being lactose intolerant, and attempting to relieve oneself of the byproducts produced from such indulgences before your date gets back from powdering her nose, quite frankly is distressing. It has been said that while the man is the head the woman is the neck. Well, today we single men turn our heads of our own accord... We turn them to look at every single good looking lady that passes by, because we can... without getting slapped. Today we singles laugh at you couples, not just because it's that good to be single, but because it's a coping mechanism, to get us through our loneliness. But you don't know that. Indeed you're like the little kids that developed hormones before all the other little kids, and all of us single little kids are sitting atop the twirly slide, pointing down at you, and singing about sitting in trees and spelling simple words that make the lyrics fit the tune, while secretly we're jealous. But, you don't know that either. You just know that you've partaken of the fruit and your ashamed and embarrased. Well, we all know what happens to the ashamed and embarrased from Nephi. We'll see you atop the twirly slide, but be careful climbing up to us, this foundation was built upon the sands... The Sands of Time! Which is what we never lack, since we have no one else to occupy it. Time to heal, time to kill, time to laugh, and time to mourn, time for peace and time for war, time to cast away stones, and time to gather stones, time to think about what kinds of things King Solomon did in his spare time. Time to cook and time to clean, and time to do laundry. (It probably goes without saying, but those last few were gender specific). And time to do all the other good stuffs King Solomon talked about. And you couples only have time for each other. Maybe Jake Gyllenhaal will lend you his dagger, and you can use our sand to go back to a time when you were single. That is if he didn't already use all the sand to go back to a time before he broke his back in the mountains.

So for all of you, who dream of the single life, we singles shed a tear in your honor. In fact we weep for you, or because of you, but what's the difference, a tear shed has no meaning, if it hasn't another to wipe it away.

HHaaaahahahahaahahahahhaaaaahhaaa!

Love you all!

I can't believe she'll be one month old this week! We went for her one month checkup today and the doctor said she's right where she should be in her height and weight for her age. Go Savannah! Here are a few pictures I've taken of her in the last week. She's growing so fast!

She loves her grandma!

I was going to write some on the blog but by the time I finished reading Kody and Chelsea it is time to go to bed. I think Kody has missed his calling in life. He should be a writer of great parables, fables, and yarns. I have not seen such prodigous ability since about .......................8 years ago when we recieved our first epistle from the highlands of Rexburg in regards to our curly haired son. Well mom and I do want to let you all know how proud we are of you all and send our love and prayers. Dad

Tiny Miracles

Reading this heading one might think we are talking about Savannah. Actually I am sharing some experiences I have had the past couple weeks. For the last 3 weeks I have been having these unbelievable pains in my right side and it wasn't until 2 weeks in that I decided to seek medical attention, so I called Garrett. I'm not sure how "suck it up", is going to work on little children but it sure gave me what I needed. It was last Sunday and I felt like I should fast the next day not sure why but I did manage to listen to this prompting. The next day I was also able see the doctor and after listing the 101 symptoms I have been having she said, "well I think you need to get an ultrasound so we can narrow down some things. You can't have eaten in the last 6 or 8 hours though so we can schedule it for later in the week." At which point I was able to say that I was already fasting that day and if they could squeeze me in lets do it now. They were able to squeeze me in and save 3 days of dealing with the pain by that. My lesson learned: We have a loving Heavenly Father who is watching over us even in the little things!!

The second miracle came as I was studying the last day or two for Sunday School next Sunday. The question was; Why does faith have to precede the miracle? For the life of me as I stared intently at that question my mind was absolutely blank!! Then tonight as Becky and I were reading in Nephi it struck me, like Taylor hitting a Norton or Elliott close-lining an unsuspecting freshman football player. One of the reasons faith must precede the miracle is because faith is an action word and we must take action for the miracle to happen. What brought this was Nephi and his brothers going back to Laban for the plates and the miracle it was that they were able to get them after what they went through. It was simple enough to go back to Jerusalem but if they had not acted in faith and gone back they would not have seen the miracle of the retrieving the plates. Faith requires action on our part and when we act with faith in God he rewards us with miracles, great and small (ie. fasting last week)!!!!!

I'm with Kody on us all living together somewhere, Seibold Lane??? It will make it easier taking care of mom and dad when they are old and senile.

Kids, Don't You Love 'Em!

So, I reading the scriptural account of Dylan and Goliath on the old Family Blog when I noticed there was a small event that was left out. Whilst attending said event, about a week after my surgery, my leg started to feel cramped sitting in the bleachers. I decided I would go out to sit in the hall to stretch out a little bit. I was sure to go out to the commons area where the traffic wasn't as heavy leaving ample room for people to move around me. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a little wrestler, not so intelligent as you will hear. (i should write childrens books) So as he's running down the hall, and there's someone walking out in front of me, he decides to follow the Savior's example by taking the path less traveled. That is to say the path that would have need of him jumping over my outstretched leg. But the leap would prove to great as he would plant directly on my raised foot torquing my leg to the inside. I will not repeat the expletive that escaped my lips, but suffice it to say it did not reflect to kindly on his parents. I'm not sure if he heard it, but when he didn't run away, and just looked at me, with as much worry and an expression of apology as one could give without actually saying it, I immediately felt embarrassed for my impatience. I told him not to worry about it, but feel that might not have been enough, because he still had that look of a guilty conscience. As I was writing this experience I'm reminded of something that Heavenly Father taught me not to long ago while I was studying. The following is the note I put in my phone from that day.

The more I read about the atonement the more I recognize the need for forgiveness! The lord stands ready to forgive all men who bring forth fruit for repentance. Wherefore, as he said, we must also be willing to forgive all men their trespasses. As we choose not to forgive, a poison enters our minds and our spirits, that will inevitably breed discontent, anger, enmity towards our fellow man, and then unhappiness, loneliness, and bitterness.
On the other hand as we "frankly" forgive our neighbors, nothing can ensue but appreciation, love, further enlightenment, knowledge and understanding, a greater happiness, and great feelings of peace.
How do we frankly forgive? Certainly not by merely uttering the words. It is through developing our understanding of principally the atonement, but also of our imperfect standing with God, and the therefore shared imperfect standing that our neighbor has with God, and the realization that we will all one day be perfect (whether it's hundreds, thousands, or hundreds of thousands of years out) and if our fellow brother or sister is not to partake in the atonement it is in understanding their loss of possibility, that we will only feel grief for their future state, instead of anger or malice toward their present one.

Thinking of this boy who jumped on my foot, and continued to feel sorrow longer than necessary for such a trifle. helped me if only just a little bit to understand the importance of not only forgiving others, but forgiving ourselves as well.

On a lighter note. I'm making a speedy recovery. My Doc and PT tell me I'm at the top of my class (tell me something I don't know). I started Physical therapy this morning, and my physical therapist told me I was in like the top 1 percent for ACL recovery time. I'm about two weeks out, and he said it looks like it's been at least a month. It was at this time that he told me that there are two patients that he worries about. Those who recover slowly, and those who recover quickly. It was at this moment that I figured it best not tell him about my bowling excursion, and couple of games of lightning that I played the previous week. But don't worry, I've already talked with my friends, and told them that when I try to participate in dodgeball at tonights FHE, they're not to allow it.

I love you all we need to start making some REAL plans as to how we're all going to live near each other when we're older, especially because some of us already are older (Brock, Garrett, and Chelsey). Happy chinese new year!

Kody

Dylan and Goliath

And Goliath stood and cried unto the army of wrestlers; choose you a man for you, and let him come down to meet me. If he be able to wrestle with me, and defeat me then I will be his servant. The whole host of wrestlers when they saw the man, fled from him, and were sore afraid!!! The dude was huge!!!!!!!!!!!!

And Dylan was the youngest: Younger than Goliath by 3 years, 6 or 7 inches and atleast 35 lbs. And Dylan said to the Head of Wrestling, Let no man's heart fail because of him; I will go and wrestle this Philistine!

Dylan said moreover, He that delivered me out of the hand of my brother from swirlies and wedgies, he will deliver me out of the hand of the Philistine.

And Dylan took with him his singlet and his wrestling shoes and chose him out a nice pair of head gear. With some advice from his coach he stepped onto the mat to face Goliath!!

And when the Philistine looked about and saw Dylan, he disdained him: for he was a youth, and ruddy, and of a fair countenance. And the Philistine said to Dylan, Come to me, and I will give thy flesh unto the fowls of the air, and to the beasts of the field.

Dylan said, I accept this challenge and will give you a battle like you have never known. Alas, Goliath did win the match but it was Dylan who gave him a hard fought battle and did not back down from the giant!!!

This was Dylans first ever wrestling tournament and he did a great job wrestling against kids 3 years older and lots bigger and he took 3rd Place. Great job Dylan, it was fun to watch you wrestle!

I think not.......!!!!!!!!

Viewer Discretion Advised....

So we didn't want to alarm everyone but the unborn Seibold to be was having some complications so Garrett read about how to do the surgery in his review book and we decided to just take care of it at home. Bethany took the pic and you can see the kitchen table in the background. I think you'll recognize Garrett's (actually if you would please refer to him as Dr. Seibold) hands even though they are in gloves, you can also can get a sweet peek at the babe. Ok, ok, I'm just kidding. I simply posted this to make sure that you are all reading and attentive to the blog. The fetus is fine and I just posted this because I don' t have any pics of the baby since the only ones we have are the ultrasound black and white pics which are not too flattering because they make every baby look like an blurry alien and you can't really tell what you are looking at anyway so I chose to abstain. I continue to grow by the hour and now the baby moves like crazy so I feel like I am growing my own science experiment inside of me. We're getting so excited. Today is a very very very significant day as I'm sure you are all aware. It's Garrett's birthday eve. I know. You're probably having a rough time concentrating and you might as well give up trying to sleep tonight because this is bigger than Christmas eve. Santa isn't real. G is. I was going to get some ice sculptures of his head to put in the walk way but I figured they would have too hard of a time sculpting his curly locks and doing them justice so I bagged that idea. Anyway, I just wanted to wish everyone a happy Garrett's birthday eve. I know everyone has their own traditions of how you celebrate this eve and I wish we were all together but whatever you do to celebrate (fireworks, speeches, exchanging gifts, etc) know that we love you. A lot. More than a lot. Especially on big holidays like this when the fam should be together....it only makes us miss you more.

Payment of a Different Sort

Today I received a payment for my current place of employment. This payment did not come by way of check nor did I receive it through direct-deposit. It came in 11 words (12 if you want to count a conjunction as two words). Awww, remember that song, "Conjunction junction, what's your function?" Anywho, back to the story. . . .

After having left class one of my students came back to tell me, with tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother Seibold, you are the best seminary teacher I've ever had." This beautiful young lady is a senior and it is her last semester of seminary. Her comment wasn't about me however. I felt as she said that that she was really thanking me for listening to the Spirit and helping to guide the class discussion so that she might hear the things she needed to hear. She heard a message of hope and of love and of mercy. I could feel that she again found hope in the message of our Savior to "Come unto [Him]" and be perfected through His love and grace.

Needless to say, after she left I went into my room and shed several tears of gratitude that I was able to be used to convey a message that someone needed to hear. Our God truly is a personal God and I know that He is mindful of each and every one of us. I know that He knows us. I have learned, again. . . .so I guess that means I was reminded. I was reminded again that He is a personal God, our Father, and is guiding our steps even when we don't realize it.

I love my job! I love my students! I love this Plan! It is perfect in every way! Bringing other's to Christ is truly the best work we can be engaged in. So, with that said, all you mommies and daddies continue to be good and let your light shine!

Love you all, lots!

Then and Now

 Then and now
How bittersweet it is to watch our little boy grow. It is so much fun watching him learn new things, but at the same time i just want him to be little again so i can hold him forever without him wanting to roll everywhere. I was watching Jaxon sleep last night as i do every night before i go to bed and it made me realize how blessed we are to be entrusted with one of Heavenly fathers spirits. My eyes water every time he babbles or giggles. We are so grateful to Heavenly father that all the Seibold woman have been super fertile...lol. We are excited to meet Savannah and G& C's little one soon.... cherish the moments!!!!
 
We love you guys and Jaxon loves all his uncles and aunts, he told me that last night, i have become in tune with baby talk...lol

Wendy's Here I Come!!!

C, you can just mail me that $1.07 or a 5 piece chicken nuggets with honey mustard sauce, thanks.

What Becky didn't tell everyone about Savannah is that she has taken over title as the tooter of the Seibold Clan. Who said farting wasn't lady like, it obviously is, and when she gets older she will kill me if she finds this post. I have a theory that women will be happier if they tooted more, let it out!! Out with the bad in with the good!! We were blessed last night with an entire 6 hours of straight sleeping! It was amazing!! Some advise to G & C, we think spicy food for mom = not good things for Savannah. Turkey = good things. This hypothesis is still under lab testing but we will keep you updated.

I miss you all, already. It was so great to have everyone home for Christmas! I look forward to the day, though it may never come, when we get to see more of each other than every other Christmas!! With our love!!!!!!!

A Sign Unto You

For unto you this day in the city of West Bloomfield awakes boy, and this shall be a sign unto you. You will find the boy wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a hospital bed, doped up on drugs.

Thats right folks I have been having a hard time getting my left leg to get back to equal size and strength as my right. I guess this is one way of doing it. Surgery went well, and I've got the week off, and great eqyptian cotton sheets to absorb all the puss and blood that leaks out of my bandaging, Thanks Beth!

Yes this did spoil my early return to Rexburg, but I get the feeling that Heavenly Father wanted me to stick around Michigan a little longer. So we shall see what will come to pass. I feel a lot better about this knee surgery, and am optimistic about my ability to return to the sports I enjoy in the future. My new surgeon is also pretty sure by going back into my other knee in a couple of months and removing a screw and cleaning things up will get rid of the problems I've been having with it. So I'm excited about what the next little while will hold for me.

I love you all.

Life as we knew it....

We apologize it's taken us a while to figure out this blog thing, but here we are! Brock and I have had a whirlwind of a week and no matter what anyone tells you, nothing can truely prepare you for your first baby. Life as we knew it seems like a distant memory and has been replaced with late nights/early mornings, sometimes both; droopy eyes and tired bodies, headaches from all the crying, dirty diapers, and my personal favorite, the constant worrying about the life and well-being of a completely helpless human being. And all this starts taking place not more than a minute after 22 hours of labor and delivery.



BUT.. as crazy as it's all been, we still feel like the luckiest two people in the world. Everytime Savannah opens her eyes and stares up at us it just makes our hearts melt and we feel so blessed to have her as a part of our family. Seeing her change in just a week has been so amazing. I can't even imagine how much she'll change in a month or two. She has blessed us and continues to bless us individually as we watch ourselves grow and develop into the roles as mother and father. She's blessed us as a couple to learn how to work together and tackle the trials that come with being parents. We have truely become the best of friends and learned to trust eachother so much more because of her. We thank our Heavenly Father everyday for trusting us enough to send us such a precious daughter of His.




We can't wait for her to meet all of her amazing aunts and uncles!! We love you!! And Kerry and Taylor, we welcome any and all parenting tips. :)

P.S. Garrett, if you would like any tips or advice on being a great support coach for Chel in the delivery room, just ask Brock. He was a natural. And what he didn't know before, he definitely does now. :)

Doesn't she look like a Seibold??

Daddy Daughter bonding

Excited Grandma

Tired Daddy

Tired Mommy

G almost gets the Bishopric Beat Up

First of all, I would like to give a shout out of appreciation to those who have contributed to the birth of the blog. It's long awaited arrival was long overdue, longer than a pregnant elephant or the car ride from Utah to Michigan (which we all know is longer than words and human endurance can fully express). Secondly, just as a newborn child (which I would like to use as a segway to congratulating B&B on their recent offspring) requires care, food, air and nurturing, so likewise does this blog if it is to thrive and reach its full capacity and fulfill the measure of its creation. That means if your last name is Seibold whether by blood in your veins or marraige, you have an obligation to post about your life. Of course you could think of any number of excuses but none of them will be acknowledged or validated. Let me put to rest a few common myths that you may be tempted to let enter your brain.
Myth 1: I don't have anything to blog about. Ok, let's be honest, Seibold men are not known for needing to express their innate chatterbox within. We're not expecting you to post tales of great adventure and ensign stories to make us weep. Just post whatever you want. Tell us about your lacrosse titanium bulletproof T-I 5000 whatever it was, the frozen bag of corn on your neck, what you ate for dinner, whatever you want.
Myth 2: My wife will blog and represent us. False. I am yet to see a post from a married Seibold man. The first married Seibold man to post will win $1.07 (the extra seven cents is so you can buy anything on the value menu at Wendys). From the trunk of the tree (Bruce) to all the branches, no one is exempt.
Myth 3: Blogs are lame. No. Correction: You are lame if you think the blog is lame. If you want evidence, just read the blog and you will see it is indeed, not lame.
Allright, if you have any questions, concerns or jokes call Kerry. On with the thing that made me laugh the hardest last night.....

G is a teachers quorum advisor which means he hangs out every Tuesday and Sunday with a pack of 14-16 year old dudes who are developing zits, hormones and testimonies all at the same time. The other advisor is an older man who wears boots to church, and shoots lions on safaris (really, there is a stuffed lion in his living room, I'm serious when I say this guy shot Simba's cousin) and is loaded. He probably swims in his money like scrooge McDuck (most likely wearing a platinum bathrobe). He's a great guy but not really a warm personality. I personallly find him to be a little crusty and he would never get hired to be santa at any mall. Anyway, the Bishopric called G in and told him they were going to move him to start working with the priests and would sustain him on Sunday. On our way to church G got a text from the Bishop's counselor and said they would actually not be sustaining him and there had been a change. We didn't really understand what could have changed in 15 minutes, especially since he had just come back from them extending the new call. We didn't think much of it until this man (lion hunter) told G last night that as soon as the Bishop told him about the change he looked at the Bishop and said, "No. You cannot take Garrett Seibold away from the teachers quorum. I need him. If you take him we will sink. If you move him to the priests quorum, I will beat the hell out of the bishopric."

Ha. I kind of wish that he would have started a brawl. Who knew my spiritual curly haired trophy could cause such an uproar? Thankfully, the Bishopric was not assaulted and Garrett will remain the teachers quorum advisor. I didn't know threatening was a way to accomplish inspired purposes but in this case it may be for the best (and the peace of the ward as a whole).

Good times. We just bought Tetris and so if you even think you stand a chance, think again because Bethany is the reigning champion. The roads are covered in what looks like gray snow cone and we listened to Martin Luther King's speech on Monday for FHE lesson. I have a dream that everyone will write on this blog faithfully. We love you. C. Seibold and fetus signing off for now.

c'est la vie

Sorry it has taken so long for me to post something. I was just waiting for something good to happen. Anywho, being back in Utah has been weird but I am adjusting quickly and getting back into the swing of things. I think I told everyone but if I haven't, my new calling is "mother" of my fhe group. This past Monday was our first time meeting with "the family" and it went nothing like I had planned. It was me, one other girl(who is super sweet but I don't think has a clue about boys) and a big group of boys who have been friends since they were little. I had envisioned a nice family home evening where we share and discuss experiences and leave having felt the spirit. Growing up with boys, you think I would know better than to expect boys to share their feelings and discuss things. But for some odd reason(I think it's because I live with Chelsey and we discuss things for hours) I forgot this detail and had the wrong expectations therefore causing the whole night to be a big disappointment. But after a good talk with mama, I realized I needed to change my outlook on the whole thing and now I am pumped to try it out again! Other than that I have gone to a couple parties and on Saturday I turned in my application at Zupa's, had a five minute interview the the manager, and was hired on the spot. Life is great and living with G and C has been a huge blessing in my life. Today was a wonderful day at church and I am so grateful for my testimony! I love my life, I love my family, I love Heavenly Father, I love Jesus Christ! Basically Heavenly Father just spoils me like crazy.
I miss you all so much and I hope everything is great with you guys! Congrats to Brock & Becky and Happy Birthday to Mom! peace out.

I haven't taken pictures of anything since I have been back so here are pictures of when my home teachers took me shooting:)

A cute little video

Hello my name is wingbat! I am the blogging creature assigned to this family. My role is to be the family guardian, similar to the role of mooshoe, the guardian of Mulan's family. Except the only difference is the Mulan family is Chinese or something and is usually assigned a creature such as a dragon or rat, which mostly depends on whether it is the year of the dragon or the year of the rat and coin toss is also involved. Anyways, the Seibolds are mostly German and german creatures are usually bats. Wingbats, fruit bats, vampire bats, acro bats, pig-nosed bats, bats with rabies, bats without rabies, baseball bats, and baseball gloves. As the family guardian, my job is to watch over the temporal and spiritual affairs of each individual in the family. For example, I already know that some members are involved in diabolical affairs in a computer game format. As the family guardian I APPROVE anything that involves destroying Satan in real life or game format. For more information please refer to my other blog more personal blog, http//www.magmar.blogspot.com!!!

Christmas 2010

so....... here is the official first post on our family blog.

 Here are some pics from christmas and below 

is the video of the Seibold family choir.

It is required of every user to blog weekly!!! 

no blogging will result in serious consequences!!!!

The girls thought a blog would be a
 good idea to keep in touch with everyone and the to
hear all about the days of our lives!!!

Christmas was so much fun!!!

We loved seeing everyone and Jaxon loved all the attention!!!!

So thank you and we love you all!!!!!

Not the Gumdrop Buttons!!!

Hi gang! This is like the epitome of "neat-o"! A Seibold family Blog! Best thing since the invention of that little thing that shaves carrots into flowers...ya know what I'm talkin about? Anywho, either that or the corn cob pipe.

I am in concordance with Kerry, every posts! Weekly.