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!