We survived

Today marks the end of Colby's first year of residency. To be honest, there were times that I wondered if we were going to make it to this day in one piece. Lots of times I felt like this:

Many times I thought, "I can't do this, it's too hard." But somehow we survived the past year.

With lots of good friends,

a lot of hard work,

lots of prayers,

lots of faith,

a little bit of laughter,

and very little sleep.

I am so proud of Colby for everything he has accomplished this past year. I am married to an amazing person/doctor/comedian/power-point making, toe-nail clipping, surgerizing rockstar. Really, he is amazing.

Now only if we can survive the next two years.....

Gone Country

After a year in Texas, we've officially "gone country." Well, sort of....

The boys haven't quite figured out how to wear a bandana like a cowboy, but at least they are wearing them! Friday night we had our ward hoe-down. We had a great time eating, socializing, line dancing and even did a little slow dancing! I couldn't get Colby to dress up, and he didn't even get to wear his cowboy boots because I was using them for centerpieces. But we were had a great time with or without costumes!

But while the boys kind of fought "going country," Abbi loved the fact that she was a "Texas cowboy girl."

What NOT to feed your pet frog

BEWARE: This story is a mouthful.

We had an exciting Science lesson at our house yesterday. The boys caught a huge (TEXAS size) grasshopper in the backyard and tried to feed it to Sea Monster. It was about as big as he is, so my first instinct was to tell them "No," but my curiosity got the best of me. I wondered if Sea Monster would even try to eat the huge grasshopper and I wondered how he could possibly eat it. So we put the grasshopper in the habitat, I grabbed the camera, and we waited. Lucky for ya'll, we only waited three minutes. It turns out that frogs are just as glutenous as humans...

I was a little concerned about the grasshopper legs hanging out of our frogs mouth, so we kept a close eye on him. After about an hour, he had swallowed most of the grasshopper, but our poor frog looked like he was in some serious distress. His eyes were bugging out of his head, he was salivating and not breathing much. So I did what every logical person would.... I googled "what to do if your pet frog is choking on a grasshopper." I didn't get exactly the result that I was looking for, but I did learn that you are never supposed to feed a frog anything that is bigger than his head... ooops. Next step, I called Colby. Surely a doctor would know how to handle this situation (by this time Carter is yelling, "mom, don't let him die!") As usual, Colby didn't answer (he obviously didn't know this was a life or death situation) so I called my dad. My dad said, "Why don't you just pull the grasshopper out of his mouth?" Well, because I actually had thought of that- but let's be honest, we are talking about grasshopper legs hanging out of a half-dead frogs mouth... not really something I wanted to get my hands on. (but thanks dad for the fatherly advice!) Luckily, my little Ammon is fearless, and a bit of a scientist. He didn't hesitate to pick up Sea Monster and yank the grasshopper right out of his mouth. Immediately, the grasshopper, who miraculously was still alive, hopped out of Ammon's hand and onto my carpet. What ensued was mass chaos- picture me and Abbi screaming and the boys chasing the frog and the grasshopper around their bedroom. We all survived (even the giant grasshopper) and we all learned what NOT to feed our pet frog.