Smarty Pants

Can you guess what ABABA means?

Michael is a smarty pants and all of the hard work this semester paid off. 

BENDICIONES!

My Moe

Our Moe is leaving us for a mission on Wednesday to go serve the Lord in Ohio for 18 months. Last night we sent her off in true Moe style, eating lots of chocolate and other baked goods. It is nice when the girls get together, even with all of us growing up and being big and busy grown ups. I am so excited for Moe and cannot wait to see what is in store for her. She is going to be SUCH a great missionary. 

I remember the first time I met Mallory back in 2005 (yes, I have lived in Utah for almost 7 years! That is crazy to me.) It was my first or second day of classes at Mountain View which was on a block schedule which was super foreign to me. I knew no one. I was a Senior who felt like a Freshman, imagine how fun that was.

We were sitting in our Interior Design class and everyone had to go around the room and introduce themselves, including an interesting fact. I had this one in the bag, all I had to say is I was from California and I was instantly cool, or so I thought in my California snobbishness. This really cute girl was sitting in the front and introduced herself as Mallory Goodman who played water polo. Words cannot how excited I was to hear this. I ran up to her after class and started babbling 100 words per minute about how I play water polo too and I am signed up for the swim team but I have no idea what to do or where to go. She must have thought I was crazy, but she was nice and told me what I needed to know. 

So I guess Mallory was the one who introduced me to the girls that would get me through my Senior year in the foreign land of Orem, Utah. 

I remember the first time we had Lisa's class, and for some reason we couldn't swim, so we basically had a free period in the morning. I was so shy and didn't talk to any of them, and they were shy and didn't talk to me, so Lisa, our 4ft-snot-rocket-blowing coach was the only one who would talk to me. Sad day.

I remember having to do weight lifting as a swim team and they were all in their long basket ball shorts and I showed up in my teeny weeny boxers to work out in. Yep, I was a hoe hoe (or is it ho ho?)

I remember being a rebel and making them go to Ernie's or Burger King with me early in the morning after practice so we could have breakfast, even if it made us late to Lisa's class. 

I remember them hanging out in the girls locker room each and every lunch period, on a couch, in the shower..... bwahaha, it was funny. 

I remember the first trip we all took together to go do a swimming camp up in Tooele. That is the trip we all put our guard down and became friends. 

Those girls are still some of the closest friends I have. I love that even if we don't see each other for months at a time, when we get together it is as if we had seen each other everyday. I am grateful for those girlies and how they helped me become the person I am now. Without them, I probably wouldn't be married to my Michael, and we all know how much I love him and how perfect we are for each other. Just the thought of not having him or any of the girls not in my life makes me sad!

Another Moe memory I have is when I went over to her house and helped her clean her room for about 3 hours. She wasn't allowed to hang out until her room was clean, so I forced her to clean it so we could play. That was one of my favorite Mallory memories. I cannot wait to send her packages and hear updates about her mission and all that she learns. I will miss her but I am so grateful for her and her example to me. 

I heart you Moe!

Family

....isn't it about time?

Catch Up

I have been meaning to update this for a long time, but life has just been crazy busy. These are some pictures I found from Michael's phone. 

Enjoy.

This is from  Jack's 1st birthday party that we celebrated while they were out here. It was such a cute party with the monkey theme and yummy food. I love it when David and Becca come to town and their kindness. Yay for family!

I have no idea where this is from, but it looks cute. Probably from a motorcycle ride on Jimmer up the canyon. It is pathetic but that is as tan as I got this year, and as you can see it is not even that tan. Sad day. I miss life guarding. 

Bwaha. This picture makes me laugh. We went to California to celebrate Grandpa's 86th birthday and Aunt Robin pulled this sucker out. How cute are we?  And how grateful are we that we grew up and actually grew some hair? I sure am.

Benjamin David Poole

(They are starting the brain washing early)

Micah took Nigel, Isaac, Collin, Michael and I shooting when we were up at his parents house. Nigel did a very good job at staying in his safety spot. 

I LOVE MA HUSBAND!

This kid. Oh man. We went with the Canlas' to Grandpa's birthday and it was so fun! Who would have thought that travelling in a monster van with six kids, four grown ups, one who had strep and was sicker than a dog mind you, would be fun?!

Josh and Danica went to Disneyland right before the party and got this hat for Jack. I think Josh is the most baby hungry man I have ever met. He is so great with kiddos!

Again, this kid. Pretty sure he and Michael (or should I say Monkey, which is how it sounds when Westie tries to say Michael, and it is the CUTEST thing ever) bonded a lot that trip. 

See the safety square? Nigel drew that all by himself and would not leave until all of the guns were put away. Can we say awesome?

And last but not least, Michael and the men folk in his family went to Texas to cheer on BYU. I guess the stadium was ginormous. Welcome to Texas boys, go big or go home.

We are in the middle of finals and projects, and I cannot wait for our much needed Christmas break. We are also doing Thanksmas this weekend and have a company Christmas party to go to woot, woot.                Yay for the holidays!