A little up date!

Thanksgiving was fun the boys enjoyed playing with their cousins, and I food was amazing. I love going to my mom's and any excuse to hang out with my family. That night we did the crazy black Friday fun. Yes I sad fun. We always have so much fun doing this, and it is worth sleeping outside. I got to Target at 12 and we were 69th person in line. There was 9 of us, and we each took a different section of the store, and met at the check out line. Everyone got what they wanted, and we were out of there by 4:30. Tia and I ran over to Wal-mart, and made it in time to get what we needed there, because they opened at 5:00. So by 5 am we were almost finish. The next stop was Kohl's. My advice to any one that shops Kohl's on black Friday is to bring a friend to stand in line with. You will wait in line for at least an hour, and if you bring a friend you can take turns waiting in line while the other one shops. This year though Tia cut in line, (It was not on purpose, and no one stopped her.) because of this we were only in line for 30 minutes. So Now at 6:00 we had 3 stores down. Also while we were at Wal-mart Tara and Tianna were at JC-Penny's. The longest we stood in line was at the Shoe Carnival. I believe that at this point we were just loonie and were no longer thinking straight, and because of this were all sat around staring at shoes. No one got in line. Tia even said we should get in line, but not one of us listened. One more stop, and we were ready for a nap. We napped for three hours, and then we hit the craft fair. Followed by lunch, Costco, and home. And just because were need to cram more into our day we decide to make a ginger bread houses. WOW that was a fun and crazy day. I'm sure that the reason it is so fun was because I was with my sisters, and close friends. We can laugh at each other, and when one of us gets angry because of sleep deprivation we can shrug it off and make them laugh. It's an experience that most people don't understand, but I would trade any amount of sleep for the memories that we made.

Those that play hard also fall hard!

This picture is so cute. Jaxon got so tired that he just fell asleep mid play. It's just so classic Jaxon. He never stops, and unless he is forced to stop he will go go go. I was sitting at my desk working on home work when this happend. I thought that he was playing in his room, and when I went to go check on him this is what I found. Such a cute boy. I love him so much, and I'm glad I get to be his mom. (O yeah he does dress himself, and I'm not allowed to help)

Halloween fun

We had so much fun on Halloween. As a family we dressed up as characters from the great Dr. Seuss book, Cat in the Hat.

Brandon was Cat in the Hat, Bryson was Thing 1 and Jaxon Thing 2. They really wanted me to be the fish, but I didn’t think that wearing a bowl all night sounded like fun. So I made a shirt with the fish on it, and the word “voice of reason” written on it.

The boys went trick or treating with their cousins Madison, Treycen, and Aiden.

Bryson had to be the leader. He told me that he needed to take care of them, because he is the oldest.

Who do you think will eat all the candy? Some times I think Halloween is more fun for Brandon then the boys. Bryson is so excited that he already has a plan for next year. As of right now it looks like we are going to be a toy story family. We'll see what next year brings.

26.2 miles

Tasha and Ashley

Wow I did it


Yes it is true I ran the St. George Marathon on October 2nd 2010. I know that it has taken me a while to write about it, and I guess it is because it has taken me time to digest the experience. As strange as it sounds’ running this marathon has been a dream of mine for awhile. I use to hate running, but as time has gone by, and things in my body have gone south, I have learned to love it.

I started running about two years ago. At this time I could barely make it a mile. I worked my way up to five miles, and really enjoyed that distance. Then, with the help of some of my friends, I made the goal to run the marathon. After the first weekend of running our long run of nine miles I really questioned my sanity. I could barely walk the next day, and I began making up reasons why I couldn’t run it. My thoughts ranged from I’m too busy to my kids are too young. All these reasons were true, but not good enough reasons to give up. So each week I would run. Saturday morning at 5:00 am I would get out of bed and run. Getting over the ten mile barrier was hard. It took me three weeks just to get there. I hated every minute of those mornings. I just couldn’t convince myself to keep going, but on the morning that I finally crossed that line I was so proud. It was amazing. Then the following weeks the miles started adding up, but with family vacations I only ended up running 18 miles before the race. This would come back to haunt me on race day.

Now that the race day was here I was so nervous. This is what I had been working toward, and I could only think how hard it was going to be. On the morning of the race my amazing sister Tara, her fun friends, and I were waiting for a bus and it took forever. The only thing that I kept thinking is that I’m never going find my running partner Ashley. The thought of running by myself was terrifying. I could only envision the reasons why I was going to quit. I needed Ashley there to keep me going. Once we got to the start I was comforted that I had time to look for her, by with over 2,000 people at the start it seemed impossible. When the race started I still hadn’t found Ashley, but I started running hoping I would find her along the way. About a mile in I did just that I was so glad when I ran up on her, and relieved that I didn’t have to do this on my own.

The first 7 miles were so much fun. It was so awesome to see all the people that came out to cheer on the runners. It made us all energized, and helped ease the nerves. But then came Veyo hill. All I can say is that when I think of it my butt still cramps up.  Before the end of the hill I could see the energy die out of the people around us! I gave up on running and started power walking, and was surprised how much faster I made it. I even walked past some people that were jogging. At this point I lost Ashley. I was sad, but felt like if I slowed down I would just sit on the road and give up. After that hill I noticed people around me giving up. I could only think that I’m not going to give up. I just kept running. My goal was to run to the water stations then walk and then run to the next one. The water stations were 2 miles apart which made the next 16 miles feasible. This strategy worked for a while, but at mile 19 I felt both my legs cramp up. They were tight from my ankles to my hips. It was as if I was running in quicksand. While I was having the wonderful people at the aid station working on my legs they said that my knee looked strange. There was a paramedic nearby so they had one come and look at it. The medic took one look, and said that I should quit. The only thing that I could think was that there was no way I was going to give up at mile 19. I only had 7.2 miles to go, and I was not going to give up. So I just turned and walked away. From that mile on I walked. I wasn’t able to run with all the pain that I felt, but I walked. At mile 22 I was so happy to see my beautiful boys, sister in law Chelsie, and amazing in-laws. They were there with water, hugs, and signs. This reenergized knowing I had so many people pulling for me to finish really helped. Thank you all for being so amazing, and supportive. I was so glad to see Ashley at mile 24. She came up behind me, and together we crossed the finish line at 5 hours and 51 minute. That was not even close to my 5 hour goal, and I still get sad when I think that at mile 19 I was on pace to finish at 4 hours and 50 minutes. Even with that thought I still know how incredible it felt to finish. All the mornings that I got out of bed had paid off, and it’s easy to think that if I had worked harder during training I would have made my goal. But I don’t what to let myself think like that. I am one of a few that can say I have run a marathon.

Getting to the finish line was a very emotional experience. I was so happy to see my family all still there waiting for me to finish. Garret finish at around 3 hours 30 minutes, Tara around 4 hours 30 minute, and they stayed there until I finished. They are both my inspiration. They are amazing people that are incredible examples to me. My parents were there along with both my pregnant sisters. They stood in the heat waiting for me to finish. Also there was my incredible husband. He was very supportive during this entire process. He was always willing to watch the boys, and take care of things around the house while I run. Thanks to every one for your support. You are all the best people I know.



The finishers



I give up!

My entire life I remember my mom waking up at 5:30 or 6 in the morning. I always thought that she was crazy. Why in the world would you want to get out of bed when it is still dark outside? I have fought my desire to get out of bed. There is one thing about me, and that is I love to sleep. Over the years I have noticed I get up earlier and earlier, and now I get up every day at 6. So I guess that try as I might I will always want to be like my mom. (Even if I am doing it without thinking.)  It is amazing how much more I get done with that extra hour to my self. I'm happier to see my kids when they wake up, and I have time to blog, read a book, or exercise. Which translates into more time for myself, and as a mom I'll take it anyway that I can. She is a great example of how to live a life were you don’t sleep most of it away. Love you mom, You have to remember that I'm a slow learner.

O the things kids say!

Last night around two in the morning Bryson woke me up to tell me that he was not having good dreams. I asked what he was dreaming about and he said, "not fun things like bagoon (lagoon)." He continued on by adding, "I was dreaming about monsters." I told him that monsters weren't real, but that he could lay with me until we was no longer scared. I must have fallen back to sleep, and when I woke again he was asleep. As I carried him back to his room. He said that he always wants to sleep with me because it helps him dream about good things like bagoon (lagoon).  I love this little guy he is so sweet, and is such a good boy.

Our little vacation

This summer we decided to take a trip to Salt Lake. The plan was to visit Seven Peaks and Lagoon. Or as Bryson calls it "Bagoon." The boys have been waiting to take this trip all summer. Bryson asked almost every day when we were going. When the day finally arrived and he had to wait until Brandon got home from work to leave he got even more impatient.
When Brandon finished work we went to Richfield to visit Grandma and Grandpa White. The boys love to visit the White house because they get to see cows and I let them play outside all day. There is no need to worry about the heat when it's only 85 out side.
Next we went to Seven Peaks. Bryson calls this place, "the slides in the mountain." I didn't take any pictures here. (I worry to much that I'll ruin my camera.) It rained a little bit when we first got there. It was just enough send the season pass holders home. It worked out perfect. We were able to go down all the slides with very little wait.
Finally the day that bryson has been waiting for BAGOON!!!!
First he looked at the map.

He mapped out the plan for the day.

After feeling us in on the plan the boys began to ride.

and ride

and ride

and ride.

One of the boys favorite rides was PUFF. This little roller coaster has the longest line and it is the ride the boys wanted to go on every chance they could.

The other ride that was a hit was the up and down. This ride took the boys up high then dropped them. I thought this ride looked scary, but not my boys they are fearless.

My favorite ride has always been the rattle snake rapids. I love this ride because it's nice to get wet on hot day. Both the boys got so wet, and yes it is because I jumped out of the way.

Bryson got the worse of it when I jumped out of the way.

Jaxon loved it

We had so much fun. We were there until the rides closed, and the boys could take no more. I love to take these trips we my little family. They make the long work days worth it.

New to me!

I know that people have been blogging for a while, but this is my first try. So here it goes. I'll be doing this as a way to write down all the crazy things that my boys do, and yes that means brandon too. I'm excited to have a way to share all the stories that I have.
Enjoy!