dress up as. "Dress up?" he asked me, as if it were the most absurd thought I had ever come up with (and believe me, I have some pretty absured ideas!). "I am not dressing up." he proclaimed. Thus began my quest of costumes that I could convince Jess to dress up in. Finally, he agreed to be a "patient" if I grabbed a gown from work. So, I wore my work clothes and Jess
stuck a band-aid on his forehead, and voila! Insta-costume. Most people asked me if I had come straight from work, then they saw Jess wearing a gown and figured it out. At least he was burned from the football game that day-usually he really is my patient and I have to go retrieve him from some biking accident or care for turf burns covering 25% of his extremities. As much as I love laboring women, Jess will always be my favorite patient!!
This past weekend, my brother Dan, his wife Tiff, and their two little boys came down to hang out in Provo. Their two boys Michael and Oliver are just 14 months apart, and so much fun! Jess and I love playing with the boys. It's always fun to get together with family, but let's be honest- the little ones are the best! Every time I would go to play the piano, Michael would come run
ning from wherever he had been playing, climb on the bench with me, and insist that I play Primary songs, then play along with me. We did a lot of "Popcorn popping" and "The Wise Man and the Foolish Man". Oliver is almost walking, and is crawling all over the place. His specialty Sunday night was diving head-first off the couch. Oh, and during conference, whenever someone came up to the pulpit Michael would exclaim, "President Monson!" It was super cute the first couple times when it actually was President Monson, and then we just giggled when he continued to say it no matter who got up to speak. I love those little boys!!
I can't keep anything alive. The only reason Jess is still around is that he can feed himself. I have had this plant for almost a year, and amazingly, it was thriving and healthy. That's because when I didn't water it for awhile, the plant would wilt over the sides of the pot, indicating that it was time for water, or else. Every time, I would just give it a little water and you could watch it perk back up and go back to normal. We called it our resurrecting plant, because it would die and come back to life all the time. Well, unfortunately, I found out that it could die for real. I forgot to have someone plant-sit while we went to Washington. When we came back, it looked like this. I tried watering it and watching for a couple days to see if anything would come back. My efforts were in vain; the plant finally died, and yet again I have failed to keep anything alive. Don't ask me to pet-sit!!
So it's been over a month since I posted anything, thus blogging about a trip that happened in August. Just before school started back up, Jess and I flew to Spokane to visit his family. It was a relaxed trip, mostly just hanging out with family. Here is Jess with his brother's bearded dragon (dray-gon if Jess is saying it. His mom grew up in Minnesota, and you can here it in Jess when he says words like dragon, flag- he uses a long A. It's cute, but sometimes Jess feels like I'm mocking him when I point it out too often, so I may be in trouble for this post :) ). 
e lived or currently live in that very apartment, so of course the man I married also had to live there for a time. At least my little sisters know where to look for their special someone!