We have been planning a surprise BOY baby shower for Joni for a couple of weeks. So when her aunt decided to throw her a little get together we all came up with excuses of why we wouldn't be able to attend. To our surprise her aunt gracefully planned a new time for the shower so that the "Canovas" would be able to come. After a lot of debate we finally decided to just tell Joni that we were already doing a family shower for her... OH well, we still had a lot of fun. 
The baby shower cake (AKA: Nate's birthday cake).
The party started at 8:00pm. We wanted to make sure the boys got to get the full experience. We planned games and Cass made a pretty funny slide show of the do's and don'ts of parenting. 
Playing the candy bar game. Lindsay won, but it was funny to hear what other people came up with. 
Nate blowing out candles... with the help of a couple of nieces and a nephew. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATE! We can't wait to meet your little man on the 11th!I was so excited for the snow season this year. Last year I was pregnant with Cheyenne and not allowed to do a lot, like snowmobiling! Gage promised to take me this year and has definitely kept his word. We went snowmobiling for the first time a couple weeks ago and I forgot my camera. We had a blast even with the minimal snow. I couldn't wait to go again.I got my chance this past Saturday. Thanks to Sugar and Chersti for agreeing to very last minute baby sitting!
We left early on Saturday morning and headed up to Monte Cristo. We took one of Gage's friends and Cassidy (my little sister). She had never snowmobiling, 4 wheeling or anything so I was pretty excited to see what she thought. She rode with me for the first little while. I think she was pretty nervous at first but got used to the machine pretty quick. She rode with Gage too, when we had to go up the big hills, etc. I think she was more comfortable with his driving... 
After a couple hours we stopped for the traditional snowmobiling lunch- Granola bars and water! YUM! Then it was time for Gage to give Cass her first snowmobiling lesson. 
A couple times around the field with Gage riding passenger and then we set her loose!
After her first run solo I think she felt pretty good about her skills and didn't hesitate when she got a chance to take the machine out by herself again. She looked like she was having a lot of fun. Which totally made the trip worth it for me. A couple pictures of Cass showing off her skills!
Next up is Justin, Gage's friend. I haven't seen Justin for a while so it was a lot of fun to hang out again. I'm not the best photographer. I kept missing the shot, but here you can almost see the whole machine. 
Gage is such a sport to put up with digging my machine out when I get it stuck in the powder. I tried to give him a break this time and stuck to the trails for the most part this time. Here is my guy, Gage, getting to play. 
I usually don't end up with pictures of myself, because I'm behind the camera, but here's the proof I was there. I actually "got air" the last time we went snowmobiling. Totally accidental, but it is still my claim to fame this season. No such luck this time. I did do a couple of hill climbs again this time. 
LITTLE MONTE on of my favorite hills, I was terrified to do this the first time, but it was a lot of fun. Me and Gage raced last time and I never beat him up the hill, but I'm gunna blame the machine! Here are Gage and Justin racing up Little Monte. 
After a couple of runs up they stopped for a minute at the bottom... Just long enough to realize that one of the machines sounded funny/ wasn't revving high enough. I think this is how most of the outings end...
Fixing something. Gage and Justin worked at it for a while. They tried a few different things and couldn't figure out why it was such a immediate switch. After about 20 minutes Justin realized the kill switch or emergency stop? cord wasn't in all the way! I thought it was pretty funny. I think Gage was just excited to not have to tow it in and then have to work on it when we got home. :)
Thanks Gage for setting up our fun outing. I LOVE YOU!
Trevin's latest thing is to yell "Help Me" if he wants to get down from the table or off the toilet, if he has pretended to fall down, etc. So this morning I heard him yelling 'help me' and came upstairs to find him like this. 
He had found my bag of yarn and "tie up Trevin." When I walked into the room he told me "Help me. I stuck. " Doesn't he look so serious in this picture! He was very thankful to be freed.
Just a couple of the joys of being a Mom!
Last night Gage went on visits with the Elder's Quorum Presidency and then played basketball at the church. When he got home both kids were sleeping, and so we got ready for bed. Gage got in bed, then decided he was still hungry. So he headed downstairs to the kitchen. I had just fallen asleep when I hear Gage thundering up the stairs yelling. "McKenna come quick! You've got to see this. He's still ALIVE!" So I jump out of bed with Gage pulling my arm and dragging me downstairs, Demanding "Who's alive?" Gage quickly tells me, "the fish!" I was ticked... let me rewind and tell you why this was my first reaction... About a month ago due to my ill care for the fish bowl, Nemo passed away. The next time I cleaned Bubbles' bowl Gage made a big joke about Bubbles surviving for another fish bowl cleaning. So yes, while Gage was gone on visits for church I had once again cleaned the fish bowl. (I do it religiously every Tuesday, but Cheyenne was in the hospital this past Tuesday. So it waited until Thursday.).... Now can you see why I was upset! I thought Gage dragged me out off bed to rub it in once again that I had killed our other fish!
I stopped where I was on the stairs and said, "Ha ha, yes, I cleaned the fishbowl today." But Gage insisted I come look. He said "No. Look where he is!" So I looked in the fish bowl and... NO BUBBLES! Gage then pointed him out to me on the stove. He really was still alive, but barely!. Gage threw him back in the water and he went belly up. 
Gage is such a good Dad. He was determined to save Trevin's fish. He pushed this fish around in the water (with chop sticks) until miraculously he revived! He kind of swims crooked now, and has spastic swimming episodes if you tap the bowl, but he's alive! We decided that he must of actually jumped out of the bowl and flopped his way over to the stove. Gage took out some of the water, just to be safe.
You can kind of see in this picture that Bubbles is tilted to the left. But more important, you can see the parts of his fins that dried out and broke off during his near death experience. He had really long flowy tail fins before.
We are keeping our fingers crossed that Bubbles lives a long life. But for now, we are just thrilled that Dad was hungry before bed, and thankful that he was a HERO and saved Bubbles.
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A couple of Mondays ago, Trevin was standing in his bedroom with his hands in his pockets. When I asked him what he was doing, he pulled his hands out of his pockets, with his hands in little fists he looked at me and whispered, "Look Mom." So I knelled down and asked what he had. He said, "Look," and pushed his fists out toward me a little. He had the most serious facial expression. So I came closer, and looked really hard at his hands and I asked, "What is it?" He whispered something back, but I couldn't tell what he said, so I told him to show me. At this point I was only inches away from him. He broke out into a big smile and started tickling me yelling "Ticktle Bugs!" I laughed so hard. I have no idea who taught him this, but he loves to do it. He does it to everyone... and gets so excited if someone asks to see his tickle bugs. I finally caught it with the camera, this look that tells the unsuspecting victim he is up to something, when he pulls the tickle bugs out of his pockets!
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Hallie is the only one in the family with a birthday in January so she got to decide what kind of cake we had. She told me "A horsey cake." So here it is Hallie's horsey cake!
I think all my niece's are catching on that I like to make cakes. I already have requests from Brinlee and Raigen for their next birthday cakes... Their birthdays are in October and December! I have a ton to learn, but it's fun to do, especially for family. Where no one really cares if it turns out looking awful, no pressure, just the way I like it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HALLIE!
These are the last pictures I have with Grandpa, they were taken in May. 
Cheyenne a little upset about being moved, but calmed down really quick in Big Papa's arms.
Trevin was so cute, Big Papa lost his vision to diabetes, but Trevin didn't understand that, so he would tell big Papa "knuckles" then when Grandpa put out his hand in the wrong place, Trevin would move it to be right next to his. Then Trevin would ball up his own hand and give him knuckles. I have lots of great memories with Big Papa, listening to his police scanner, doing wooden animal puzzles that he made, M&M dispensers.... We are gunna miss him!
I love this one with the single red rose from Grandma Donna.
There was only a graveside service, which I thought was very nice. Toward the end of the service we each got a chance to give a flower to grandma and a hug. All the Yellow flowers represent Big Papa's kids, and their spouses. The Pinks are his Grandchildren and their spouses. The peach/orange are all of the Great Grandchildren. The red rose is from Grandma. I thought it was really neat to see all the roses together, that just represented family.
"We all looked up to him- literally and figuratively....His example in adversity will be an inspiration to us all. We look forward to a joyful reunion with him in the Eternities." Sunday night Cheyenne started acting sick... whining, slight fever, could be because she is getting more teeth.
Monday morning brought a cough, but no more fevers, still whining.
Monday afternoon happy as a lark, occasionally cough harsh sounding.
Monday night after falling asleep at the usual 9 pm. Cheyenne woke up at 11:30 pm barking, crying, upper respiratory congestion/rattling - sounds like a ball vibrating in her throat with her breathing. A quick run to walmart at midnight for a humidifier. Got back and Dad had her asleep. Turned it on, minimal coughing through the night.
Tuesday morning wheezing, still rattling, mild difficulty breathing, occasional bark like cough (she got really good at suppressing them) Decided that after her nap it was time to see a doctor.
Tuesday afternoon took Trevin to Grandmas and off to insta care with Cheyenne. Got in in less than 30 minutes (barely). Waited for the doc while the nurse put on a oxygen Saturation monitor. O2 levels were low, 85-89%. Chest x-ray=lungs clear... croup positive. Breathing treatment that improved the wheezing but not her O2 levels. What does this all lead to?
ADMISSION TO THE HOSPITAL! I tried to convince the doc to let me take her home with O2 for the night but he told me she would need some IV steroids to open up her throat, so I caved like a good mom and agreed to go to the hospital. We got there just before 5pm.
TUESDAY NIGHT... just like any computer problem, all you need to do is call someone to come look at it and it fixes itself, we made it up to the re and they put the O2 monitor on her... 97%. The Resident came to see us and still wanted to watch her overnight. Seeing as croup gets worse when kids fall asleep. And wanted her to be here in case she needed a breathing treatment, etc. Her nurse brought in her dose of steroids, not IV just a shot, and tada... she was healed. We spent the rest of the night with the nurse checking on my perfect sleeping baby every 2 hrs and the respiratory therapist also checking on my sleeping baby every 4 hrs. You couldn't even hear her breathe! No one had to do anything... except bug Cheyenne by waking her up every couple hours.
Until it was bedtime I think Cheyenne loved all the attention, she was feeling much better after her shot.
Showing off her room and her new bed for the night... she didn't like it much.. good thing we had her favorite blanket.
Her new digs for the night... her cute little white t-shirt. 
Daddy came to visit after he had gotten Trevin from Grandma's house, feed him dinner, and took him to play at Sugar's for a couple hours. Cheyenne was to distracted by Dad's arrival to eat, but she sure loved that spoon. 
This next picture is really blurry but still cute. 2-3am. "Hi Mom" with her little E.T. toe glowing. She is leaning over the edge of the crib to get goldfish off the table. 
Wednesday morning breakfast time. Cheyenne never wakes up earlier than 7:45 am. But I guess she was tired of everyone waking her up and it wasn't worth the hassle of trying to go back to sleep. So 6:00am we were both up. Cheyenne loves goldfish, anytime of the day!
Here are her cute little feet. I'm not sure why the put everything on kids legs at the hospital... I think they must forget that kids this age love to play with their feet! She loved playing with her ankle ID band and the wire that was attached to her other foot.
The doc came up at around 7:30 am, and was surprised to find out that Cheyenne hadn't needed oxygen or breathing treatments. I just wished he would have apologized for putting us through this hassle. 
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This is another picture that they emailed. I thought it was pretty cute. Chase all bundled up to play in the snow, that they don't get that often. Then there is Erwin still in shorts!
