Sara and I have been debating about moving. We love our house, love our neighbors, love the yard, but feel the need for the a bit more room. At the height of the debate, we got the opportunity to have some concrete poured for cheap. We've always wanted a back patio, and couldn't pass it up, so we had it poured. But then we couldn't stop. We the tore out our apple tree and poured a 79 x 24 foot slab. One with an RV might call it a vastly enormous RV pad, but we call it a basketball court. Ben is begging to have the Jazz logo put in the middle.
I guess we made our decision about moving.
5/3/08
3/28/08
Reunions
There are few more emotionally gratifying moments than a reunion with someone you care about. There's the anticipation of seeing someone you haven't seen for a long time, and then when you do see them, you've grown in such parallel ways that it's like you'd never been apart.
I felt that this last weekend when Mike and Kristina Christopherson stayed with us for a few days. I've known them both since the 7th Grade at Bonneville Junior High in Salt Lake. Everytime I see them, they have such a great way of making you feel good about yourself. We had a great time. I had hoped it wouldn't end, but then of course, the reunion wouldn't be as special.
I noticed it again Monday night when Andrew's friend Sam stopped by. Sam and Andrew became close friends last year, but Sam's family moved to Salt Lake last summer. When Andrew found out Sam was moving, I think it was the first time in his life he had ever felt real, honest sorrow. He stopped by Monday night for just a few minutes. As Andrew waited for him to come over, I could sense his anticipation. When Sam's mom dropped him off, the excitement that both of them felt, while trying to maintain their cool, was obvious.
Both experiences reminded me of the fact that, no matter what friends you have in your life, those that you develop in your youth just seem to stick with you forever.
I felt that this last weekend when Mike and Kristina Christopherson stayed with us for a few days. I've known them both since the 7th Grade at Bonneville Junior High in Salt Lake. Everytime I see them, they have such a great way of making you feel good about yourself. We had a great time. I had hoped it wouldn't end, but then of course, the reunion wouldn't be as special.
I noticed it again Monday night when Andrew's friend Sam stopped by. Sam and Andrew became close friends last year, but Sam's family moved to Salt Lake last summer. When Andrew found out Sam was moving, I think it was the first time in his life he had ever felt real, honest sorrow. He stopped by Monday night for just a few minutes. As Andrew waited for him to come over, I could sense his anticipation. When Sam's mom dropped him off, the excitement that both of them felt, while trying to maintain their cool, was obvious.
Both experiences reminded me of the fact that, no matter what friends you have in your life, those that you develop in your youth just seem to stick with you forever.
What have the Leavitts been doing the last four months?
In March over spring break we spent four days in East Zion roughing it in our own comfy little cabin. We enjoyed hiking, horse back riding, and hanging out with the Richs. Mike also came home with a spider bite on his hand that ended up sending him to the ER three different times. All is well now and I'm ready to tie dye my kids clothes, buy the whole family some Birkenstock and move to Zion. It was a great trip.
3/27/08
Now It's really Offical
It's Offical
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