It’s hard to believe that it has been almost three years
since I last posted. So, this will be a
quick bit of a catch-up post.
My Warrior has grown so much. He is eighteen and preparing to graduate from
high school this summer. His biggest,
most recent adventure has been high school rodeo bull riding. He loves it.
I’ll try to post a video, but I am not very successful at that
usually. Last fall, on the second to
last rodeo of the season, his bull used him for a spring board and broke his
collar bone. His reward for that was
surgery that included a titanium plate and six screws in his shoulder and no
bull riding all winter. He has just been
released to ride again and can’t wait for rodeos to start up again at the end
of this month.
My Swimmer is still out on her own, sort of. She is currently living with her “real family”
as she likes to call them. She is more
involved with us than she used to be and the animosity that used to prevail
when she came around has dissipated, but she doesn’t want to come home because
we still have rules that “take away her freedoms.” You know, like we don’t allow drinking or
drugs in our home and your boyfriend may not sleepover. Yeah, I guess we are a little unreasonable.

My Scholar is getting closer to finishing his undergraduate
degree and working hard to prepare for the LSAT so he can get into law
school. He has won an internship for the
summer and he and his wonderful bride will be moving their family to Boise for
the summer.

Together they have blessed our family with a wonderful, remarkable,
beautiful granddaughter. Being a grandma
is the best thing ever. She is still very
young, but we can tell already that she is brilliant and will do many great
things. She has already accomplished
what I thought was impossible: turning a
frugal, sometimes cranky, strict dad into a cooing, smiling, whatever-you-want
grandpa. He is completely wrapped around
her finger.
The Man of My Dreams is my most wonderful support. He is strong and encouraging and the greatest
blessing in my life. He sports a beard
these days which I love because it’s got a little more gray in it than the hair
on his head and makes him look very distinguished and almost as old as I do.
As for me, I have begun a new adventure. Last fall, I went back to college. That semester, I took classes at the BYU Salt
Lake Center, which I loved. Beginning in
January, I began classes at Utah State University, which I am sure I will come
to love, also.
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