First Post For The New Year!

Sorry it has been so long everyone. This is going to be a LONG post, so brace yourself. Things have been a little hectic.

After Christmas, we started to pack to move to our new apartment. I was doing pretty well with the packing until one day I was running down the hall after Emma, and I hit my foot on the side of a box. Now you are probably thinking to yourself, "I have done that tons of times where is this story going?" I will tell you. I broke my toes when I kicked that box. The littlest toe on my left foot was totally going the opposite direction. I was in quite a bit of pain, and had no idea how to proceed. I called Cam and he just told me to put it back myself. I tried to move it, and I heard more cracking. At that point I decided to go to the doctor. I called a friend who so graciously agreed to watch my two kiddles while I went to the ER. Before I left I called a surgeon in my ward and left him a message to see if maybe he would do it for me instead of me having to wait in the ER for a procedure that would only take like 5 minutes to do. He didn't return my call, so when I got to my friends house she called an ear, nose, and throat doctor that was in our ward as well to see if maybe he would come over and fix my toe. He agreed, and my friend Emily let me chill at her house until he came over. Once he got there, I was extremly nervous. I knew what was going to happen, and I new it was going to hurt. He felt bad as well, because he said that they normally give anesthetic to do this kinds of thing. I just covered my face with my hands, and he jerked that sucker into place while I tried not to scream so I wouldn't scare the kids. He did a good job though, because now it is looking great. Needless to say, this all happened a couple of days before the move. Cam was a trooper and pretty much packed up the rest of the house. We had 8 guys from the ward come over and help us move, so that was a blessing as well because I just pretty much sat back and watched.

Well we are in now, and my life is getting back to a routine. I have started to watch a little boy from 6:30am-12:00pm, and it is working out well. Now that you have listened to my fun story, here are some pics. They aren't that great, but you will get the idea.