LOOK OUT!!!!

I hope you are all up to date on your insurance.... I know we are!

Vincent is NOW driving...... I really didn't think that this day would get here.  I am not sure I am really happy it is?  I not only felt a sense of anxiety when he was behind the wheel. But goodness..... My lil man is growing up.  What happened to the days of the scooter???  For those of you that remember, he did still ride it until this week.  I am truly so grateful for a wonderful husband who has such great patience and understanding when it comes to teaching lil man how to drive. 

Watch out world, here comes Vincent!

Too much Juice for Hercules

Remember that Brian started another dose of steriods.  Starting on Monday the 19th we went to the VA Hospital.  They issued him with an IV that would stay in for the next three days.  Amanda and I waited in the waiting room for the next hour half. :(  Finally Brian was ready to go home. 
Feeling good, we assumed everything would go the same on Tuesday and Wednesday and hopefully we will see results from this dose. 
Not so much!  Around mignight (Brian's offical Birthday) Brian woke me up with "Babe, it's time to go to the hospital". How the roles have reversed.  He waited 9 months for me to tell him that.  Now, I kind of dread that sentence.  We checked in around 12:30am with a blood sugar count of 400.  YIKES!  After several hours of insulin and some hydrating IV's we were able to go home. 
Happy to say that Tuesday and Wednesday's injections went just fine.  We are even more happy to receive the news that Brian is not diabetic.  What a relief.  This week life is back to normal, for what normal can be around here.... :)
We now are just awaiting the next set of MRI's that are being ordered from Dr. Okuda. 

Birthday Surprise

For over a month now (it seems that long) Vincent and I held a secret from Brian.  Grandma Linda (Brian's mom) had purchased a plane ticket to arrive on the 15th of this month.  We had slipped a couple times and somehow managed to pull it off.  I had told Brian that I had Relief Society at the church that night and Vincent was going to go along and play volleyball with one of the kids in the ward. 
What we really did was go get gas, headed to the airport and waited anxiously for Grandma Linda to arrive!8:15 couldn't come fast enough.  I woke Brian telling him there was some kind of box that I couldn't take care of myself and could he possibly help..... Okay Right!  Like I can't handle a box.  Let alone have Vincent help me.  But really it was the only thing we could think of. And  IT WORKED! 
Brian came went out to the living room and was beyond surprised..... It was the greatest weekend we have had in a long time.  Brian was smiles the whole entire weekend!

Grandma and Vincent settling on their bet with each other

Vincent trying to give me pointers (I was ahead of him)

Amanda was having a blast!

Grandma takes this game seriously

Thank you, Thank you very much.  It's the HOLE IN

ONE CLUB.

What???? Yes, I am having fun :)

What a perfect picture of Linda and Brian

hhhhmmmmm

picture says it all

We thought he dropped that sport?

After Brian's wonderful Birthday Lobster dinner!!!!!

oops out of order. Brian preparing his favorite dinner.

A special THANK YOU to Linda for making our Husband, dad smile that weekend.  We enjoyed, luvd and appreciate our Costco run including a Costco Dog wishing Grandpa Bob was there, Miniture golfing, spending time with the kids, spending time with Brian and most of all, taking the time to come visit and making it an unforgetable weekend. 

WE LUV YOU GRANDMA LINDA :)



Training with the Triathlete

I have been riding with some of the girls in our ward this past month... It has been more than great.  So, I thought that I would start riding with Vincent again.  Afterall, he hasn't been training that much lately.  I thought that I would be a good companion for him..... Oh was I wrong.  After 30 minutes of trying to keep up at the average speed of 19.4, it was just too much for me.... I have now deciding I am going to ride with the girls... I feel much better about myself if they kick my trash rather than Lil Man. :)