Mom's quick Getaway

Tabbitha invited me to go on a whirlwind trip to the Big Apple. She won tickets and hotel stay for one night to go see the grand opening of our work, Jetblue's new terrimnal at JFK airport. I jump on board on that idea. We left Sunday morning and were back Monday night. But what we lacked in time we made up for in activites. We enjoyed every minute of the me time (translated that means, NO kids, No husbands, No wiping bums, NO car pools, NO lesson planning, NO football, baseball, basketball....NO BALLS! Just me and my book on 2-5 hour flights, staying up until 4 in the morning talking with my best friend, ordering a shake and eating it ALL myself, waking up when I wanted and not feeling guilty about a second of it)

We were able to walk around Manhattan, have a great dinner, see time square, take the subway (yuck!), stay up late, sleep in, have bar-b-que with 2000 of our closest fellow jetblue employees, see the Mayor of NYC** Side story, too funny to not tell**

Tabbi and I went inside the terrimanl to escape the humid heat. We were standing by this big window. In front of us on the side walk, the Jetblue CEO was talking to some guy. We had no idea who he was. I noticed a guy stading to the side with one of those secret service ear pieces in and he talked into his fist. Then we picked out another. It was killing me who this guy was that needed secret service men. We jokingly said that it maybe the vice-president for all we knew. It took me googling it on my Blackberry to figure out he was the NYC mayor....Who knew.

All in all it was a great, quick getaway. I would recommend them every once in a while to reboot.

Turning 30

Ok, so I guess I need to give my reasoning for posting a countdown to my (gulp) 30th birthday. I may have offended the 30+ crowd that I'm about to join.

So, here it goes. I'm not sure about anyone else, but in the last year it's as though my body has being preping me for getting older. I feel like I don't have the energy to do all the things that I want to get done. It maybe that I just want to get a lot more done these days, I'm not totally sure. Then, there's the sudden weight gain of 6 pounds. That may not seem like much to some people, but on my 5'1" frame it makes a big difference. And don't get me started on hormones, is it too early for menopause? I've got crows feet around my eyes. If my hair isn't falling out in clumps, I'm plucking out the gray.

So whom ever coined the term "Growing old gracefully" needs to give me a call. I miss the days when I could run all day and night on 2 hours of sleep, a coke and a snickers bar and call it good.

I know some women who are well on the other side of this hill (let's just leave it at that) and who seem to have it all together. Maybe being all down hill will mean that it's easy going. Maybe climbing up the hill has all the struggles. I hoping on that.

One last note. With the count down here for all to see.....I'm making sure no one forgets it, 30 or not!

Easton's Baptism

My handsome son was baptised this past Saturday and became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I couldn't be more proud.

Easton is such an amazing kid. I can hardly believe that Heavenly Father trusts me to raise this child. I hardly seem fit to meet the requirements needed, and I know JD feels the same way. He is one of a kind. He amazes me more everyday.

JD and I sat down with him to ask some questions about being baptised, just to make sure he understood what he was doing. Every question we asked was met with a roll of the eyes and the answer given with 100% accuracy, whilst never taking his eyes off the Dodger game on the TV.

The baptism itself went off without a hitch, except for the fact that we had to move three times because of the amount of people in attendance, eventually landing in the chapel and filling that fuller than a regular Sunday meeting. Even Avery participated by singing a solo while Easton watched Chelsea Fetzer get baptised. After the meeting, it was back to our house. We all ate and visited. It was a wonderful day. Thanks to everyone who came (and brought food) and supported Easton in this big step in his life.

I really am proud of the choice that Easton made to take this next big step in life. I love you son! You're such a great example to all those around you.

Happy 8th Birthday Easton

The Rex's have had a busy week. 3 kids starting school, 1 major mancation, 3 birthday's, and a baptism. So, sorry about all the posts but what would I have left out?

Easton turned eight years old! My baby is a big kid. He loves to tell me that by the time he's 10 he'll be taller than me. I can only hope so. For Easton's birthday presant his dad took him on the ultimate guy trip. It'll have it's on post in a few days. For his actual birthday I took popsicles to his class at school. That night we went to dinner at Bucca di Beppo with his grandma and friend Malik. The best part was getting to eat in the kitchen. The chef personally served us and brought the kids free ice cream. We when sang Happy Birthday the whole kitchen staff joined in. When we finished they all banged on pots and pans. The kids thought it was great.

He gets baptized on Saturday at the stake center. I'm so proud of this kid. He out shines me in a million ways. From his intillect to his kind heart, his trully makes us happy.
the family at the kitchen table
Easton with the Chef

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL PART III

Now with this child, I was back to, HALLELUJAH! And so was she. Avery acted like she had done this a thousand times before. She walked up to the line in front of the school and acted like no big deal. The teacher had us go in the classroom and write them a little note of encouragement. I wrote hers and read it to her (a little choked up) she pulled her face away from me and gave me a look that said, "why on earth are you crying." I quietly asked if she wanted me to go. Her reply, "yeah, see ya." And that was it. I was the first parent to leave the room.

After coming home, she told me that the kids were all saying I want to go home. Her response, "I'd stay here all day if they let me." Wow, I guess I'm not that fun of a mom.

On a side note, I have to tell everyone how proud I am of Avery. Our neighbors little boy, who is in Avery's class, broke his leg 2 weeks before school started and is in a cast from his toes to his hip. He obviously can't play on the playground or run around at recess. His mom told me that during recess, Avery sat next to him in the warm sun. Jacob isn't a big talker, but Avery didn't mind. She just sat there and kept him company, not saying much. Wow, it's moments like this when I think that something must be getting through to that girl, even if I don't personaly get to see it.
She was so excited to go to school in her new dress
Here she is with Jacob

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL PART II

Halle started her first day of school. With this one heading off to school, I can honestly say, I didn't want her to go. I now understand all the other mothers woes. She's my baby and to leave her somewhere was very strange for me, and for her.... She woke up so excited, I thought she would pee her pants. She had nothing but smiles all morning long. We got to school, brand new backpack on her back and walked into the building. Stopping only to take some cute pictures outside of school. But, as soon as we walked in the doors to the classroom, all excitement went out the window. Two kids were already crying and the rest were trying to sing. It was total chaos. Halle was not about to let me go. After 5 minutes I kissed her goodbye and left her crying (loudly) with her teacher. I waited outside the door and watch 3 other moms do the same thing. In Halle's defense the other kids were louder than her. After another 5 minutes she stopped crying and enjoyed the rest of the day.

It was so hard to let that sweet shy, little thing go. But they all must learn to detatch and cope on their own. Tomorrow's another day.