Good Old Fun with the Flowers Family!!!!

T-Ball and our Audree

2011-05-14T18:37:00.000-07:00

Memories

2011-05-04T19:51:00.000-07:00

One year.

A lot can happen in one year. In a few hours, my family will mark the one year anniversary since my father's death. And yes - it still hurts to say my father's "death." I often times find myself wondering if it is really possible that a man I have looked up to my whole life, who I have always thought could do just about anything, a guy who was my hero...could really not be just a phone call away.

I found myself a little emotional a few weeks ago as I walked out of the last class of my law school career. I thought, in that moment, how monumentous an occasion this was for me, and how my dad would have loved to hear about that. He would have been so proud....so proud that I'd be able to feel it through the phone and the miles that separated us.

But I got to call my mom. And she was so proud too. She let me cry....she listened to me as I told her how sad I felt that I couldn't share that moment with my dad too. She made everything okay.

And now, in a few hours, the few of us that were in that room will relive the moment when my father left this earth. My chest gets tight when I think about it. And yet, a year later, I stand grateful. More grateful than perhaps I have been in the past for the small things that life brings, as well as for the big blessings. I am so grateful for peace. My family was blessed with some pretty amazing "peace" at a very difficult time; peace that escapes description.

My tender mercies this last year have included a healthy baby daughter. I am grateful for that.

And now, if I might be permitted, I'd like to say how much I miss my dad. I miss him, and it's hard to describe how that feels. It still hurts incredibly sometimes, and his not being here leaves a void in my life.

I love you dad.

Audree Mary

2011-04-19T10:09:00.001-07:00

Little Audree......she's got a smile that lights up the room, that little one. She's also got a scream that can do the same thing! Man, does that little one have lungs sometimes. We are so lucky that she is happy most of the time. I love this little girl.

We are about to take our first airplane trip together next week. It's kind of like a right of passage for our kids, I guess. Jack went on his first airplane trip when he was about the same age. Hopefully she'll be as good as he was!

JACK

2011-03-13T16:59:00.000-07:00

We just got some pictures back that we had taken of the kids, and this one just cracked me up. Seriously, where does he get his amazing good looks? Must be his dad.....they look EXACTLY alike, red hair and all.

Pictures, Biting, and "Its Still OK to Kiss Your Mom"

2011-03-13T11:42:00.000-07:00

My kids....they are so stinkin' cute. The other day when I dropped Jack off at school, I gave him a kiss goodbye. One of his friends was standing behind us in line and said "Ew.....kisses. GROSS!!!" Jack turned, looked at him with raised eyebrows and said..."Dude, that's my mom." Ah. I'm glad he thinks it is okay to still kiss your mom when you're five.

Audree, on the other hand, is busy getting some teeth. It's fun. She likes to stay awake all night now and bite. And when I say bite.....I mean I am still breastfeeding her most of the time. Fun for me. She thinks its funny. What a warped sense of humor this little red-headed girl has.

And that's what our life is like......humorous. We have so much to be grateful for. Most of that gratefulness is wrapped up in two little kids who make everything seem much brighter. I LOVE THEM.

To my Bubba and Dree Dree

2011-01-31T18:28:00.000-08:00

Jack and Audree:

Thank you for letting me be your mom. It constantly amazes me how many mistakes I can make in a day as a parent, and yet I come home to both of you and you call me "mommy" anyway. Jack, I look at your goofy little smile and see such a sensitive soul who loves with no conditions attached. It makes my heart happy and I wonder...what have I ever done to deserve you? And my Audree....your eyes are so full of wisdom already. You came into our family under such special circumstances, and during our quiet moments together I sense that you already know the meaning of life. You just came from this special place that we all long to return to, and I feel like you have a special understanding of that process.

Love, kindness, forgiving, gentleness, beauty.....all these things just spill out of you, my two wonderful children.

Thank you for letting me be your mom.

2010-12-01T05:53:00.000-08:00

Introducing…….Audree Mary Flowers!!!!

Our little angel was born two short weeks ago, on November 16th at 8:05pm. The time she was born is pretty significant, because we almost didn’t make it to the hospital in time! Brice almost had to deliver this baby in the car on the way to the hospital. I learned quickly that the most terrifying words you can hear when you are in pretty nasty labor are “It’s too late for your epidural, honey.” It is somewhat ironic that little Audree wanted to come so quickly, considering that she made her arrival 5 days past her due date!

Needless to say, we love this little girl. I have often thought in these last few days of the miracle that we have just experienced, and how desperately our family needed something happy like this. She is beautiful! She reminds our family that there is good in the world, and that God is very aware of what lies in the deepest parts of our heart.

This little blessing is just what our family needed.

My little brother goes on a mission.....

2010-10-31T04:17:00.000-07:00

My little brother, Jake, leaves for his mission to Mexico this next Wednesday. I am so proud of my courageous, faithful little brother. He knows exactly where God wants him to be for the next two years.....what a peaceful assurance! Though I live across the country already, I will miss him.....but I wait anxiously to see him when he comes back and to hear of those experiences that undoubtedly will cause him to change in a very special and unique way. It seems like yesterday that he was brought home from the hospital to our family....so small and so bald! Now, he has grown into this young man that the Lord trusts to do this very special and grown-up thing. Wow.

Poem for my Dad

2010-10-24T02:52:00.000-07:00

As we are getting ready to see our little girl for the first time, my thoughts often turn to those she must leave behind. While we are excited for her to come, I often think about the time she is getting to spend with the family we have had to say goodbye to in the last few months. It is almost time for her to say goodbye to them too, and it reminds me of the mixed emotions of saying goodbye to our parents, and yet knowing EXACTLY where they were going. It's sad and happy, all at the same time.

I wrote a poem for my dad shortly after he died - man, does it still ache to say that. I don't know if that ache ever completely goes away. Because I know my little girl has to do the same thing I did a few short months ago, I've been thinking a lot about that poem and the feeling I put into it. Here it is:

Dad’s Poem
-from your Laura – May 2010

In the quiet of my heart
A crater has begun to form;
A massive excavation,
That wasn’t there before.

A mind that was once bright,
Now finds itself more dim;
And his family and friends find themselves
Already missing him.

Life around me changes
But no more so than in my heart.
It’s hard to draw a line between
Where the pain ends and where it starts.

And yet amidst uncertain ache
A quiet peace persists
A peace that only One can bring
A presence that can’t be missed.

Always one to hear the call
Of family and friends in need
Now he hears another voice
One we know that he will heed.

For another need awaits his care
And this call comes from above;
It comes from a voice he knows he must follow;
A voice he’s come to love.

For this is a man who knows the voice
Of his Savior, Jesus Christ;
He’s followed the example of the Son
In his own daily sacrifice.

So, as God calls my father home,
Though my heart is crumbling,
I can hear his answer clear as day;
“I hear the call; I’m coming.”

Jackson's first week at Preschool

2010-09-13T18:20:00.000-07:00

Jack started his first full week of preschool this fall today. We had a rather interesting conversation on the way home that I though I'd relate:

Me: "How was your day at preschool today?"
Jack: "Fun."
Me: "What did you do?"
Jack: "Well, I tried to draw a picture."
Me: "What was the picture of?"
Jack: "I tried to draw a picture of you, mommy, but your body is so big that I couldn't get it all on the paper."

OUCH......

Meet our new little girl!!!!

2010-06-25T16:16:00.000-07:00

We figured it was time for everyone to meet our new little sunshine. We are going to have a little girl, whom Jack has named "Light Sabor," around the first part of November. We are so excited - and we actually are still in a state of shock. Jack really doesn't know what to think.

Isn't she beautiful?

Even as I write this and look at her first picture, I get a few tears in my eyes. After such a hard year for our little family, we have been blessed with a special miracle. I know she is up in heaven getting acquainted with my dad and Brice's mom, and that in a few short months she'll being saying goodbye to them and to our Heavenly Father. She'll come to our family on earth with a mom and dad who've wanted her to come for a long time, and (hopefully!) to a big brother who appreciates the miracle that is this little girl.

We love her already!!!!

Family

2010-05-08T07:57:00.000-07:00

This is what is most important. That's it.

2010-05-06T13:04:00.000-07:00

Gary Joseph Albiston

Gary Joseph Albiston, born October 16, 1951, passed away peacefully on May 5, 2010. He was the second child born to Mary Evelyn Cronquist and Gilbert Joseph Albiston. He grew up in the state of Colorado with his two sisters, Gladys and Beverly. After graduating from high school, he served a mission for the LDS church in Pennsylvania. He went to school to become an accountant.
He met his wife, Rebecca, in Washington and they were married in the Manti Temple on December 4, 1973. He was the father of 8 kids: Julie, Laura (Brice), Nathan (Naomi), Spencer (Diane), Ryan (Stephanie), Megan, Jacob, Katelyn, and his bonus boy, Ray. Gary was heavily involved in Scouting and earned his Silver Beaver Award in September 2009. Gary especially enjoyed his work at the LDS Humanitarian Center, where he was the one who told the jokes. He loved the people he worked with and considered them an extension of his family.
Throughout his lifetime he served in numerous callings in the Church and was currently serving in the Young Men’s Presidency. Gary loved the outdoors, his horses, and was looking forward to having another son serve a mission this fall. He is survived by his wife, Rebecca, his 8 children, and 8 ½ grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his parents and 1 grandson.
A viewing will be held Sunday, May 9 from 6-8 pm at Anderson & Sons Mortuary (49 E 100 N, American Fork). Funeral services will be held Monday, May 10 at 11 am at the American Fork West Stake Center (500 N 700 W, American Fork). A brief visitation will be held prior to the service (9:45-10:45 am). Internment will be at the American Fork Cemetery following the services.

Peace at Last

2010-05-05T03:25:00.000-07:00

I don't even know how to begin this post. I guess the only way is to just come out with it. My dad and my friend went home this morning at about 2am. He passed away peacefully, and is now at rest. I can't imagine what the reunion with his mother and father must have been like. I also asked Heavenly Father to have a few other people there to greet him - my Uncle Steve and our special little friend Hazel. I can only imagine the joy and happiness that must have been in that place in that moment.

There is a lot of love in this family. There is a lot of peace right now in this family. We've had a lot of angels on this earth that have attended this family through this last trying week. I miss my dad so much that it hurts inside. I called him for every little thing. But I know that he is with the God who created us all.

My heart hopes that all who knew and loved my dad can use this experience as an opportunity to draw closer to that God who created us all. I have no doubt that we have a Heavenly Father who anxiously waits for us to call on Him. He knows us so intimately. I love Him, and am so grateful for that knowledge. I know that we can all have that same knowledge and that God wants us all to know that He lives - that my dad lives.

Lastly, I am grateful for a father who humbly lived his life in such a way that all those who were associated with him knew that he KNEW. It is my hope that we can all honor my sweet father by drawing to closer to our Heavenly Father. That's what he would desire most.

I love you, my daddy.

The Inevitable Outcome

2010-05-04T14:26:00.001-07:00

My mom made a very tough decision this weekend. My dad was given a 1% chance to live, and my mom decided that he would never want to live in the state he was in. He was moved to "comfort care only" and we are waiting for what we know must come. My dad has already been called home, and we just have to wait for his body to decide when he is ready.

This is the hardest thing my family has ever been through. We have had our moments, and certainly last night was not one of my proudest. I let anger get in the way of what both my mother and my father needed, and I almost missed out on the very spiritual experience of watching my brother give my dad a blessing of release. It's hard not to be angry at God for what has happened to my dad, but as my little brother said, Satan didn't cause this accident, but he is going to use it to drive us away from Heavenly Father.

It was also pointed out to us last night that Heavenly Father did not prevent this accident either. What that says to me is that this is my father's time to be called to a special mission in heaven, and this experience is all a part of God's plan for my dad.

Thank you for all of the notes on the blog - I read them everyday and they give my family strength. I know some of my friends out there may not have the same belief in God that I do, but please continue to pray for my little family. I am pleading for that. I know God hears our prayers, and even if you don't pray very often to Him, He still hears yours.

2010-05-01T15:21:00.000-07:00

Dad has had some rough nights lately. The pressure in his brain has been high, and they've had to treat him with fluids and narcotics, which they had taken him off of. With brain injuries, they don't like to give pain medications because they need to be able to see how the brain responds. Dad hasn't responded yet, and that is somewhat troubling.

They did take the ventilator out of his mouth and did a tracheotomy, and took the feeding tube out of his nose and put a permanent one in his stomach. He is breathing on his own, which is amazing to the doctors. However, his brain is not improving, and that pretty much stinks. We are all hoping for a miracle, but realizing that that miracle gets farther away every day my dad doesn't wake up. Again, it pretty much stinks.

However, the beauty in the situation is that we all feel peace with whatever the outcome will be. If my dad taught us anything, it is that sometimes trusting God is the only thing we can do. I've never doubted that he believed it.

Live To Fight ANother Day

2010-04-28T07:38:00.000-07:00

My dad has stayed about the same. Despite the seizure scare we had yesterday morning, he is about the same. That's good and bad; we don't want to see him get worse, but his doctor team is concerned he isn't making more progress. Still, the fact that he is here right now is a miracle, and we're grateful for that.

Dad's Progress

2010-04-27T10:25:00.000-07:00

I don't want to sugar coat the situation, but we get so excited about the smallest things around here. For example, his right side of his brain was the side that was damaged, so he technically shouldn't be able to move the left side of his body....and sometimes he does. They tell us that it is just the nerve impulse reactions - however, we still get excited.

My dad has had some great visitors. He sure has a lot of people that care about him. Three of his bosses from work came by yesterday, and so did a woman she works with - Christy. One thing my dad has always loved is the work he does. I'm sure seeing those people would have made him happy. He has a lot of respect for those men. He would be humbled by the love they showed to him, and for the amount of concern and respect they have for him. My dad.....what a guy. One of his bosses said my dad was the most dedicated worker he knows. That was no surprise to me......that's my dad.

Otherwise, dad is about the same. He apparently should be doing more than he is, but we are believers in miracles, and there is peace in whatever happens.

Two Things To Be Grateful For

2010-04-26T18:43:00.000-07:00

In the wee hours of the morning, I was sitting by my dad's bedside holding his hand and reading a little story in the Book of Mormon. I read about how Nephi was wondering what the meaning of his father's dream was, and he got told a few things about that dream that hit me in a rather interesting way. In this vision Nephi was given, he was asked if he knew the condesension of God. His response was interesting. He said that he didn't know the meaning of all things, but that he knew God loved his children. I've been a little consumed lately with why God would let this happen to my dad, who has been such a faithful person and given so much to so many. This first hit me in a different way than I expected, because later in the chapter, Nephi is told that the love of God is the most desirable above all things. He was also told it was the most joyous thing to the soul. What made this so powerful was that I KNOW God loves my dad. I know God loves me. And since that is the most important and joyous thing to the soul, why do I concern myself with the why question?

All I have to know is that God loves me, He loves my dad, and that He loves us enough to give us what we need - not always what we want.

2010-04-26T18:39:00.000-07:00

Only A Dad
-Edgar Guest

Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.

Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd,
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.

Only a dad but he gives his all,
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.

Pondering Things That Are Really Important

2010-04-25T23:20:00.000-07:00

I've had the chance over the last 24 hours or so to think about the things in life that really matter. Recent events have certainly given me a lot to think about....and that's always a good thing, right?

My dad was in a terrible accident yesterday. One of his horses that he loves so much got a little anxious right as my dad was trying to get on him. Apparently, he was dragged by the horse for a ways and then trampled. His skull was crushed, and he sustained some pretty massive brain trauma. He was life-flighted to the hospital, where life-saving brain surgery was performed on him immediately. The doctor told me today that without the removal of part of his skull, he would have passed away yesterday.

It is still pretty bad. He's obviously in a coma, and the brain damage is so extensive that they are not sure what is going to happen next. They are waiting for some swelling to go down to see what his body does, but it looks pretty grim. My dad, though, is a fighter and he's always been physically tough. Despite all of that, I hear my dad's voice telling me the same thing he's told me a million times, and that is that you have to trust in whatever God has planned.

Megan and I cam to Salt Lake early this morning. We are so fortunate that all the pieces fell together that allowed us to be here right now. We're not sure what the future will bring, but the one thing we do know is that it is in God's hands, and we trust Him.

I love you dad.

2010-04-10T05:25:00.000-07:00

Our little 4 year old has started his first soccer team! He is so excited. He loves to wear his cleats around the house, and he always asks his dad to take him out and let him "goal." Brice also gets to start the adventure with him, because he is the new coach for the team! Jack loves it. Every time we talk about Jack playing soccer, he says, "And dad gets to be my coach!" His first game is Saturday. I, unfortunately, have to be out of town for the first game, and I am sad I am going to miss what I am sure is going to be a hilarious experience. My little boy is growing up!!!!

2010-03-08T06:58:00.001-08:00

March 7, 2010 - WHY WE THINK OUR SON IS DESTINED FOR THE OSCARS

Jack told a story today in Primary. Okay, it was more like a big old huge story....

Brice and I were walking to Sunday school a little bit late, and the passed the Primary President as she was walking out of the Primary doors. She caught us and told us she was sorry to hear about our dog. Brice and I glanced at each other and then turned to the Primary President and said...."Um, we don't have a dog. We've never had a dog."

She then proceeded to tell us about Jack's little story. Apparently, Jack raised his hand (which, from the way she said it, sounded like a rarity) and told the whole primary about how his dog kept running away and that because of that, his mommy and daddy took the dog to the pound. AND we wouldn't get it back. She said his face was so sincere that all of the adults in the room were like, "That's so sad...." One of the little boys in his class stood up and said, "That's so sad." He was upset by the story.

The result: 3 or 4 adults who were in the Primary came up to us after church and said they were sorry to hear about our dog. We asked Jack about this dog story on the way home, and he told us the same story the Primary President said he'd told in Primary. We looked at Jack, trying SO HARD not to laugh, and told him, "But honey, we never had a dog." His reply: "That's because you won't go get him!" Brice and I lost it; we were laughing so hard that our credibility as parents went out the window and we're pretty sure our son will probably just lie for the rest of his life.

PS - WE DON'T HAVE A DOG!!!

2010-03-02T07:51:00.001-08:00

So, a few friends of ours have had babies recently, including Brice's cousin and his wife Kristen. We are so excited for them all. Just for fun, we thought we would ask Jack some questions in relation to all the "baby" excitement.

Me: "Jack, do you want a baby brother or sister?"
Jack: "Puppy."

He's got a pretty good gig right now, and he knows it.

2010-01-23T08:13:00.000-08:00

Jack recently had a birthday, and as I told him when he was born that I would do every year, I made his birthday cake. I was pretty proud of that cake; it took me WAY TOO long to do something so simple. I am not a baker!!!! But Jack loved it. It reminded me of his 1st birthday, when I made the same cake for him (hey, no judgments - he WANTED Winnie again). It took me three days or something like that when I did it the first time. When he turned one, though, we brought out the cake, sang to him, and while he was sitting in his hi-chair, we proceed to cut the cake. Well, he was one, and Winnie was his hero. He did not take kindly to the idea back then that we were "cutting up" his hero. Since that fateful day, we've tried to avoid that same situation by discussing in the weeks before his birthday that cake is SUPPOSED to be cut up.

I am not a big fan of this "my baby is growing up" thing. On his birthday, I woke him up and asked him, "Jack, do you know what happened 4 years ago today?' In a tired and somewhat exasperated voice, he said, "Mom, you birthed me."

With a big smile on my face, I told him, "You better believe I did, Bubba."

2010-01-23T08:06:00.000-08:00

....And this is when you know you are back in a place that values the cheapness of their movie prices. We tried to think of what $1.50 actually gets you where we live now....and we came up with NOTHING. Our area supports the entire movie industry single-handedly.....hey, someone has to make sure Robert Pattinson gets paid $15 million for his appearance in the next installment of the Twilight franchise, and we'll do our part by paying $11 for a movie ticket. My message? You owe us, Robert, you owe us.

Christmas in Utah 2009

2010-01-03T14:26:00.000-08:00

Our Christmas this year was more than a little special - it was A LOT special!!! We got to go to Utah, and to make it even better, both Brice's and my ENTIRE families were there. We got to see everyone...including Chelsey and her family from Colorado. It was GREAT. Jack got some serious cousin time, and he always asks us when we are going back. He loves being with his "friends," as he calls them.
We made Brice's mom's Swedish tea rings - and LOTS of them. Brice's sister Shannon taught me how to make them, and we spent the whole day making them to give away to his dad's neighbors. I think we made about 50 in total!!!

BYU/UTAH game 2009

2010-01-03T14:21:00.000-08:00

So...the annual rivalry game. Being in the east has not diminished the animosity that Brice and I feel every November as game time rolls around! We always have a party....and people show up just to watch us. Let's just say...it gets a little dicey (especially when Brice loses). These are the red and blue cupcakes we made this year for the game.

2009-11-24T19:20:00.000-08:00

AND THIS IS ME...lame old me....having to study while everyone around me was partying at the Eiffel! This picture shows my true, inner nerd.

2009-11-24T19:13:00.000-08:00

This was our little family at the Eiffel Tower on Bastille Day...there was close to 1 million people there! Lucky we were living right across the street and didn't have far to go after the fireworks were over.

2009-11-22T18:25:00.000-08:00

Life has been so busy for our little family! It doesn't seem possible that another semester is coming to an end. Jack started a Montessori preschool in October, so he has just completed his first few months. In a lot of ways, it seems like yesterday that this school year started! We are one busy family.

Brice has been teaching at a great school this year. It is one that is geared towards preparing the kids for college, so he gets a lot of good students. It is not quite the "inner-city" type population he had last year in his school. I think part of him misses it, but it is so nice for me to know he is in a safe school.

Like I mentioned, Jack has been in preschool and he is loving it! He learns so much. The other day, Brice had some Saturday morning church meetings, so I took Jack on a breakfast "date" to get some pancakes. He preceded to tell me about all the stuff he was learning, including everything about his 5 senses. A few days later, he pointed to my earring and told me, "That is not your sense of hearing mommy, it is just a pretty ear." Hilarious!

Now for the sad stuff we've been dealing with: Brice's mom was diagnosed with uterine cancer just after we got home from Paris. They started her on chemo right away, and she seemed to be doing okay - as okay as you can be on chemo, that is. One weekend, though, she just got really bad really fast. Brice's father had to make some tough decisions, and she ended up passing away. Brice and Jack were able to get some emergency flights, and Brice was able to be there when everything happened. I came the next morning. It was definitely not something that was expected, and it was hard to deal with. I am so impressed with Brice and how he handled the difficult moments...it really was, as his mom's bishop said, that family's "finest hour."

The bright spot: getting to see our families. Brice had a niece and a nephew on his side of the family that we got to meet, and I had two new nephews we got to meet. Brice was there for two weeks, and Jack and I came home a little sooner than that. We also got to see our good friends the Kramers and the Beatties - and they made us feel so loved in a time we needed to feel that way. The funniest moment was when Mandy came and knocked on the Kramers door to find Jack there with Lukas. They hadn't known we were in Utah, and we just showed up one night on the Kramers porch. We had Emily call Mandy and Brooks and tell them to come over. When we heard the knock, we sent Jack up to answer the door. There was a moment of silence, then Mandy's voice saying, "Where are they????" It was a good moment. We love those guys.

The bottom line: Families are forever, and this life is not a beginning or an end. We are so grateful that the Lord is aware of us, and that we were able to find a way to be with our families during this tough time. We are especially grateful for the example of Brice's mother, who was the epitome of love and service. We will miss her and feel her influence for the rest of our lives.

AND YEAH!!!! We get to come to Utah for Christmas!!! Let's hope there is some snow.
Love you all!!

2009-07-21T10:28:00.000-07:00

It has been forever since we updated this blog. We are in France for the summer, so we will have lots of updates when we get home! In the meantime, here is a video Jack and I made for Brice for Father's Day this year. It has pictures that cover jack's life from the time he was born until this last May. We had so much fun making it, and Brice was surprised!

Jack has learned a few French words while we've been here this summer. He loves a pastry called a Pain au Chocolat, and he'll ask for them all by himself - he calls them "shoo ka las." It is hilarious! He also says si tu plait ("please") and comment-allez vous ("how are you?). When he gets sick of French, he'll say "Please no French!" He loves to play with the French kids at the park across the street. They don't understand a thing he says, but they don't seem to mind.

We'll post some pictures when we get back to the good old USA!

Jack's birthday

2008-12-23T06:30:00.000-08:00

Okay, so I promised myself when Jack was born that I would make his cake every year for his birthday. If you know me, you know I am not a baker and man oh man, I sure don't cook! I figured that Jack would always know his mom loved him if I sacrificed and made him a cake. The cake for his first birthday, a Winnie the Pooh cake, took me 3 days. Last year, he wanted Lightening McQueen, and that I pounded out in 24 hours. You'd think with all the time I spend on them that they'd be these fabulous looking cakes, but they really are just pretty basic! This year, I asked Jack what kind of cake he wanted, and guess what he came up with? He wanted Lightening McQueen with Cactus on him!!!! There is a part in the Cars movie where Lightening McQueen crashes into some cactus, and comes up covered in cactus. Hysterical....and even more hysterical that this is what Jack wanted for his cake! I searched everywhere for some sort of cactus cake decorations, to no avail. I searched every possible store in New England, to no avail. Apparently, cactus plants are not a big deal here in New England! I finally resigned myself to some floral moss that I could put on the cake, then remove before we ate it. GROSS! Anyway, at the last possible moment in the most obscure part of Michaels, Megan found some little cactus cut-out things. We used those, and Jack LOVED it. He still plays with the little wooden cactus cut-outs. Hooray!
And now, my baby is all grown up. Jack's promotion from "baby" to "big boy" on this birthday was harder for me than my 30th birthday! He is just changing so fast......

Christmas 2008

2008-12-23T06:18:00.001-08:00

Yesterday was a busy day for us. First, we were finally able to go to Yankee Candle Village to see Santa with Jack. The snow has been so bad that we have had to put it off for a little while! Every year since Jack has been in our little family, I have taken him to see Santa and returned with a picture of him screaming in fright. We thought this year might be different....and in a way, it was. The first time we walked by Santa, Jack refused to see him and cried when we tried to force him to say hello. He eventually warmed up to the idea, and Santa went to great effort to get him to at least be calm for the picture. As you can see, Santa succeeded! This is the first year Jack's Santa picture hasn't been a "crying" one. My little boy is growing up!
Yesterday evening, we went to a friend's house for Family Night. It was great! Jack loves the family's three kids. We all dressed up and acted out the nativity. The 7 year old girl of the family, Julia, had all of out costumes and parts planned out ahead of time. I was Mary, Brice was Joseph, Jack was a shepherd, and Megan was a shepherd too. Jack did such a good job! He was fascinated with Baby Jesus....he kept wanting to take the blankets off him so that he could see his face. We had such a good time, and it was so nice to feel the special spirit of this cute family and talk about the real reason for the Christmas season.

Thanksgiving 2008

2008-11-30T16:47:00.000-08:00

For Thanksgiving this year, we went to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade in New York City! It was pretty chilly and we had to stand in the cold for a few hours, but Jack had a blast. We stayed in the city the night before, and we got to go see them blowing up the huge balloons. My mom came in for the week, and she got to go to the Parade with us. The news said there were about 3 1/2 million people watching the parade this year!!!!

2008-11-01T04:46:00.000-07:00

HALLOWEEN 2008
For Halloween, we went with some neighbors to Westhampton. Westhampton is a small town, with literally 4 streets that come to a crossroads at the center of town. Every Halloween, the town blocks off the streets, buys a ton of candy, and lets the kids trick or treat in a safe environment. They also bring in a firetruck for the kids to see. It was so fun! Jack's highlight was obviously the firetruck. The firefighters were so pleased that he loved the truck so much they let him sit in the front seat and hold the steering wheel! He was SOOOO happy. The firefighter then let him walk around the truck, and he was absolutely in awe. The firefighters were also handing out treats and apples, and Jack didn't even want the treat, he just wanted the apple PLEASE. The firefighters LOVED him and his giraffe costume!
Jack had so much fun trick or treating. We had prepped him adn tried to teach him to say "trick or treat" and "thank you," and he did great saying "thank you" when he got the treat. What was so cute was that he walked up to the doors and said "trick or treating!" Everyone loved that!

Halloween Party

2008-10-19T13:58:00.000-07:00

Jack had a little Halloween Party with his buddy, Rylan. He got to wear his giraffe costume, which he loves! They painted little pumpkins and had a pinata.

Forest Park

2008-10-19T13:46:00.000-07:00

There is a park in the middle of our city - and it is HUGE!! There are ducks there for Jack to feed, and a small zoo. He and Megan spend a lot of time there. I went for the first time after class on Thursday. It was so beautiful! The leaves are absolutely amazing. The colors are so vibrant, plus Jack loves to feed the ducks. At Christmas time, we understand there is a light display that you can go to. The park is huge, so there are roads you drive on through the park to look at the lights. We saw them putting up some of the light displays already!

2008-10-19T13:39:00.000-07:00

Fall in New England means loads of leaves! We spent forever raking the leaves in our front yard. Jack had so much fun! We borrowed a little rake from the neighbor for him to help. Brice and I would rake the leaves into one big pile, only to turn around and find Jack "moving" the pile. Jack's help may have contributed to the amount of time we spent raking the leaves. He also had so much fun jumping in the pile...as you can see from the smile on his face. The funny thing was, about 10 hours later, so many more leaves had fallen that you couldn't even tell we'd spent our Friday afternoon raking the leaves! UM...so we're not going to rake again. EVER!

2008-09-21T15:13:00.000-07:00

The Flowers' clan in Boston!!!!

2008-09-21T14:56:00.000-07:00

It has been way too long since we updated our family page! So much has happened to our little family. At the beginning of August, we sold our house in Woods Cross, loaded up a moving van, and drove it across the country to our new home in Springfield, Massachusetts. It was a trip that took about a week, and if we never see another yellow moving van again, we'll be okay. Jack was a trooper on the trip - thank goodness for portable DVD players! We were able to stop and spend a day in Nauvoo, which was a highlight of our trip. Another highlight of the trip was when our two cats chewed through their BRAND NEW cloth cat carriers and started climbing around the car. We had to stop at the busiest WalMart known to man in Pennslyvannia and buy them new, hard plastic carriers. Let's just say that the kitty Benadryl the vet gave me did NOTHING for our little felines.

Since we've been in Massachusetts, we've gotten to do some pretty interesting things. We got here a week or so before I started Law School and a few weeks before Brice started teaching, so we went to New Jersey to see our friends that moved there a year ago from Woods Cross - the Teeples family. It was so fun! They just had the cutest twin boys a month ago, and we hadn't gotten to see them yet. We also went into New York City for the day, because the Teeples live about 45 minutes from the city.

We have also been to the beach in Rhode Island, and yesterday we went and spent the day in Boston. We have a great ward, and there is a lot of opportunity to share the gospel. Those opportunities come about in funny ways, however. When we pulled up with our moving van, all of our new neighbors came out to meet us. They found out we were from Utah, and of course wanted to know if we were Mormon. Their next question was if we were polygamists! It must have looked funny - Brice, Me, my sister Megan (who came with us to be our nanny), and Jack. Two women, one man - hysterical!

We hope you enjoy the pictures!

Jack's preschool pictures

2008-06-26T12:52:00.003-07:00

Here are the pictures Jack had taken at his preschool. They dressed him up and everything!

2008-06-26T12:27:00.000-07:00

Well, our biggest news as of late is that we are moving to Massechusetts in August. Brice and I recently went out there to look at possible places to live, and we are excited to be in a place that seems so family-friendly. We love the area, and we hope that it will be a positive adventure for our little boy!
Speaking of our little Jack, he has grown up so much! He sings a lot and still loves BYU football. He says things that constantly amaze us. The other day, he looked up at me and said, "Oh my gosh, mommy!" It was hilarious. He sings the ABCs and even can name the titles of his favorite books just by looking at the covers. He still goes to preschool, and that helps him a lot. He loves the kids there, and his teachers (Ms. Kate and Ms. Geneal - who he calls "GeMEAL") say he is a good boy.
We are getting excited for our trip to Mexico this weekend with my family. Jack loves the beach, and he is excited to take the airplane. Stay tuned for pictures and details of our trip. We are also going to Disneyland for a few days after Mexico.

2008-06-15T10:32:00.000-07:00

Jackson is such a camara-lovin' guy!