Thursday, March 3, 2016

"I Feel at Home" and other tender mercies


To quote from part of Colby's email this morning..."Well, I am safe an sound. I can understand words. And I can read. I had my first conversation with an Armenian on the flight to Armenia. She sat next to us. I feel so much more confident and I know that I will be ok. I understood her and she understood me. It was absolutely wonderful! The weather feels good here and warm....  I slept for a total of 3 hours during all my flights. But I got a good nights rest and a great breakfast. I feel at home. I love you so much!"

On Tuesday, we had the amazing opportunity to talk to Colby as he waited in three different airports on his trip to Armenia. He was excited and nervous and just wondering a lot about what exactly things would be like.  It was a tender mercy for us to hear his voice and for him to get to talk to each of us.  The boys stayed home from school and Jason stayed home from work that day.  It was awesome all around.  But it was clear that he was nervous. But an amazing tender mercy came about when Dale Brink, a man that Colby used to home teach, was working at the San Francisco airport when Colby flew in.  And he took him KFC!  How cool is that?  But the most tender of mercies ever was that in my prayers throughout that day, I prayed that Colby would feel at home in Armenia, that he would know it was where he was supposed to be at this time in his life.  So to have him say those exact words in his email, when I hadn't told him that was what I was specifically praying for, was pretty amazing and oh so comforting!

I know the Lord is in the details of our lives.  I know he cares about every question, doubt, concern, struggle that we have and I know that He loves us and cares for us way more than we give Him credit for. I know that missionary work is real and that it matters.  I couldn't watch Colby do this without knowing that.  Again today I saw some things online that were poking fun at this church and belittling the leaders and the Savior and it made me sad.  But I know the peace that this Gospel brings me, and I know that Jesus Christ is real and involved in this Gospel and I know the comfort that the Gospel has brought my son. Amazing things are going to happen in the next two years for this young man, especially now that he "can understand words."  haha!!

Friday, January 22, 2016

Called to Serve:Colbyisms

I know a lot of people already get Colby's emails, but I thought I would post my favorite parts from each one here for those who don't, or are scared of the length.  Colby went in the MTC on Dec 30th, but his first P-day wasn't until Jan 9, so we were very ready for that first email.  We had received an actual handwritten letter in between, but he types a lot faster and neater than he writes, so I sure love the emails.

Week one, Jan, 9--
Favorite Spiritual-
I'll start off with what I think the Miracle of the Week was. The Miracle was making it till Sunday. Sunday literally was one of the best days of my life. I can testify that the Lord has set apart that day for rest. Sunday literally changed my whole perspective on missionary work and why I am out here. I thought I knew why I was serving a mission before I came to the MTC, but now I know.  I thought I was coming out here to become better and help people be converted so they can be with their families forever; that is true, however, I now know that I am a servant to the Lord. That means I give up my wants and my life for Him. I literally need to forget myself and go to work. I have learned so much in the past week in a half on how I can be more converted to the Lord that if I were to come home right now my life would be totally different. My parents are probably going to be glad to know that I have become a ton more submissive and patient with others and myself. I have a testimony in missionary work and in the fact that God truly takes care of His missionaries. I have been looked out for and literally guarded by angels. Probably because of how often we pray here. Doctrine and Covenants 10:5 says that we should "Pray always, that [we] may come off conqueror." I literally pray like 20+ times a day. And the the Spirit has been with me. My prays have been so much more sincere too. Most likely because I am trying to say them in Armenian and I don't know to many words so I have to be sincere. 
Let me testify that the Gift of Tongues and the Gift of the Interpretation of Tongues is real! I know it! I have learned so much of Armenian. I can pray and bare testimony simply. I have taught about 6 lessons in Armenian already. They really throw you in the deep end with the language. But if you pray every day and just pray for the Spirit to be with you, the Lord will hear you. 
Favorite Funnies-
--Elder Stucki forgot his shampoo so he used his toothpaste. 
--So there are 4 people speaking Armenian and one speaking Georgian. The 5 of us have now been assigned to be in the German branch. (German!!??)
--If you don't know what Armenian sounds like, it's basically beat boxing that's been remixed to sound smoother.

Week two, Jan 16--
Favorite Spiritual-
I love the MTC. At first it seems hard and almost impossible. But I feel as if I am constantly protected by angels. All day long I have the Spirit with me and it is absolutely wonderful. In choir, the director talked to us about how the walk to the Sacred Grove must have been for Joseph Smith. He said that as he was walking to the grove, he bets that there were angels and devils having a war. Kind of like Narnia or Lord of the Rings or Star Wars.The choir director told us that we must sing, Joseph's First Prayer, as though we were telling the story. Teaching it as we would in the field. It was so powerful. When we sung it was absolutely amazing. The Spirit of God like a Fire is burning is so true. That is how I literally felt, and that was just choir practice. This week on Tuesday we had the devotional and it was literally the miracle of the week! Elder Andersen came and spoke to us about the doctrine of Christ and how important it is that we stay simple and remember that we are called to call people to repentance. There is definitely a presence that the members of the quorum of the twelve have with them. It is as tangible as feeling a temperature change. When Elder Andersen walked into the room everyone stood and we were singing, "I'll go where you want me to go".  Words can't really express how amazing that truly was. Then after the opening prayer we sung Joseph's First Prayer to Elder Andersen and I was testifying that Joseph Smith was a prophet. It was unbelievable how powerful the Spirit was.  Songs truly bring the Spirit in to a meeting or someone's life so quickly.
Favorite Funnies-
--I had the weirdest dream the other night, I dreamed that the alarm was going off an nobody was turning it off so I got out of bed, I'm on the top bunk, and I went over to the alarm and turned it off and then turned the light on and told everybody to get up. And then I woke up... I was actually standing up by the alarm with light on and the time was 4:15 a.m.  It was so crazy and all I have to say about that is that the MTC food does some weird stuff to you.
--Tips: Learn how to Master 4-square.

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Monday, November 9, 2015

Five things learned from a Road Trip

Back in October, we-minus Colby and Landon- took a little road trip down to small town, USA because Jason had to give a presentation in the Gunnison prison and we decided to join him.  Here's what I learned.
1-I don't live in the middle of nowhere!  The people of Manti, Ephraim, Gunnison, Sterling, etc, etc, they live in the middle of nowhere.  And it's beautiful by the way.

















2-Small town eats are ridiculously good and ridiculously bad for you, but they are ridiculously good.  Did I mention that? Cue Fat Jacks aka Roy's pizza.

3. It's been way too long since I have been in the mountains in the fall.  Ephraim canyon was amazing.


4. For me it is pretty hard to find true relaxation anywhere except the mountains (except the ocean of course.)
5.The temple doesn't have to be open to be amazing.
It was short, but a wonderful way to spend a couple of days.  I'm going to do it again soon.



Friday, August 21, 2015

Tonight

Warning: sappy, sentimental post ahead.  But this is my first time doing this, and I'm just being real. : ) Every night before I go to bed and after my kids are asleep, I walk into each of their bedrooms to check on them-one, to make sure they are there, and two, to hopefully send a little more love that I may not have given them earlier in the day-because some days just end wrong. Tonight was Colby's last night before he heads to college tomorrow and I am just melancholy right now after walking to each room.  He's going to be all right, he's ready and it is going to be a great experience for him.  But tonight I just want to cry (cue the Keith Urban song here).  From here on out, when he sleeps here it is going to be temporary.  I know he's going to be back often, but since this is my first time with a child moving on I've just been thinking a lot, wondering, worrying, hoping.  It's where I need to remember that he was never completely mine in the first place.  He is God's son too and I had the blessing of raising him the best I knew how. And he is absolutely amazing. He really is. Heaven knows we clashed and often.  We really, really struggled at times and it took the help of great friends and family to help us sort that out, but we ended good today.  We shopped for things like sheets and salt and pepper and laundry soap (and can I just mention how weird it was to have both diapers for Madilynn and freshman dishes for Colby in my cart?)  We tried out a new sushi restaurant and bought Magic cards and went to Cold Stone. We packed and cooked together. We ate and played with the Palmers, some of our oldest and dearest friends, and even got to prank them again for old time's sake.  So forgive me for being a bit down.  Because when it comes down to it, he is going to be okay and good things are happening and I am really excited for him to start these new adventures in his life.  There are so many memories to be made in life, so here we go!  Here's to new beginnings, adventures, people, and memories. You've got this Colby!

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Change of Plans

What an interesting week this has been. I guess you could probably call this Passport drama part three.  After all the work and runaround to get passports for Colby and Landon, we ended up having to postpone our cruise at the last minute because Dallin ended up in the hospital.  The irony of it all is a bit interesting if you ask me and I secretly keep checking the news to see if our ship blew up at sea or anything like that.  So far, no.
On Monday, I went in to get a root canal and a temporary crown and I took Colby to the foot doctor and learned that he needs foot orthotics from Dr. Scott.  Then on Tuesday, Jason learned that while he was planning on changing jobs on Aug 1, his old boss wanted him to leave on Tuesday.  It was actually a relief for Jason, but is still quite stressful.  (Especially since his old work's Lagoon day was Wednesday and had the potential to be very awkward- but we focused on celebrating Grandma T's birthday and it worked out okay.) Wednesday was also the first day that Dallin had a fever. I was a super good mom that day and gave him ibuprofen and drug him around Lagoon anyway. Oops! He did actually go on rides and alternated between sitting down and resting in the middle of Lagoon and going on rides and having fun.
Anyway, the rest of this post is all the medical drama of this week, so if you're not a nerd like me, feel free to stop reading.  Just know how grateful I am that everything is going to be okay, all of it, always.  Things work out and we always have more to be grateful for than to complain about.
So on Thursday, I was living life as usual and had gone visiting teaching.  I knew Dallin wasn't feeling well and had a fever, but he was taking it easy.  When I got back around lunchtime, he was complaining about his neck, and as I checked it, I discovered that the lymph node on his left side was about the size of a bouncy ball.  It was huge, and there was no definition between his jawbone and his neck. I called the doctor, and we headed in. (Meanwhile, back at the ranch, my brother Jared was arriving from Minnesota for a visit and we were having a BBQ at our house that night). At the doctor's, he prescribed an antibiotic because of the possible infection in the lymph node itself and he ordered some blood work to check for Mono and some other things and we learned that he was negative for strep.  As I was sitting him up on the doctor's table though, we noticed this weird rash on the inner part of his legs that didn't resemble any disease or reaction and wasn't bothering him.  So we got the blood work, picked up the prescription, headed home and put him to bed. Around 11 that night, he started complaining about the rash and I noticed that it was all raised. Weird.  Then at about 2 in the morning when he was throwing up, I noticed the rash was spreading.  Here is a freaky picture of it.
So I am now on Google in the middle of the night looking up scarlet fever and other weird rashes and I don't find anything.
Friday morning, he is feeling the same with the fever, around 104 today, rash, bloodshot eyes, swollen lips, and nausea and vomiting and not and wanting to move around or walk. We had Brother Partridge come over and help Jason give Dallin a blessing. I call in to the doctor about the rash and they order a steroid cream and are wondering if the antibiotic is making the rash worse.  Jason stayed home and took care of him and the rest of us went up to the Deer Creek with my brother and family and had a great day.  I tried paddle boarding and loved it, but of course I feel guilty about all that looking back now.  We picked up Amanda on the way home and brought her to our house too. Dallin was the same when we got back, and he threw up a couple more times in the night.
Saturday, day four of the fever, more vomiting, his eyelids are even red now, and he is having difficulty walking. We keep trying to get him to drink and stay comfortable. I went to a Relief Society activity for a bit and Jason took him over to our friend Cami who is in PA (physician's assistant) school right now. He was actually going to get some suitcases from her because we were supposed to leave for the cruise on Sunday night, but Jason thought she might want to look at Dallin while he was there.  About an hour after that, Cami has done some research and called a PA she works with, sent her a picture and they both independently came up with a concern for this weird disease called Kawasaki.  Never heard of it.  But I learned that it is an inflammation of the blood vessels in the body and can lead to heart damage, so we need to follow up.  What??!!  So I take him into our pediatrician's office again and the PA feels so bad because he didn't realize how bad the rash was. After consulting with another PA there and the doc on the phone, they decide to send us up to Primary Children's ER to have him checked out for this Kawasaki disease. At the ER, they have to get a wheelchair to get him to his room because it is bothering him too much to walk. We then spend the next 8 hours doing blood work and an x-ray and ruling out things like mycoplasma pneumonia, rocky mountain spotted fever, scarlet fever, allergic reactions and a bunch of other stuff. Three different doctors come talk to us trying to figure out if this is Kawasaki or not.  The real problem is that a defining characteristic is 5 days of fever and we are on day 4, and his rash looks a little different and he is older than the usual patients with this, and his tongue and mouth aren't as inflamed as usual.  And then to throw another kink in things, Jason, Colby, Landon and I are supposed to be leaving on a cruise in less than 24 hours.  If he just has a virus, then he can be kept hydrated by my mother or sister, but if he has Kawasaki and has to go into the hospital for two days of treatment, then I'm not going on the trip. Ugh, what to do, what to do?? At ten that night, we finally decide with the doc to take him home and if he has a fever to bring him back on Sunday.  I take him home and he is nauseous and throws up almost the whole way home, but he does actually sleep the whole way night.
On Sunday, I literally debate for hours.  I finish getting the girls packed and send the rest of the people except Madilynn off to church.  His rash is a little lighter, and his eyes and lips aren't quite as red, is he getting better or not??? He's definitely not eating or drinking like he should. I take his temperature over and over.  I take it in his ears, I take it in his mouth and under his arm with 3 different thermometers. And most show fever, but some don't and I don't know what to do.  Do I pack up for the cruise? Do we take him into the ER? We say a prayer with our family and decide that by 2:10 after Sacrament Meeting, we will decide for sure.  During that time, Melissa and Jared come over, look at Dallin, take his temperature again and kick me out on the way to the hospital.  I hope y'all don't think that I was trying to put a cruise or money in front of the health of my son. It's just that with my education and with being a mom for 17 years, I know that there is nothing they can do for a virus except keep him comfortable, and I just didn't want to overreact.  We even joked with Dallin that if they didn't figure it out then he could name his illness after himself. : )  At the ER, the same doc looks at him and agrees that while he looks a little better, he does still have the fever and his heart is racing and they want him to be checked in the hospital and treated for Kawasaki.  Decision made.  We're staying home and taking care of this little guy.  They start an IV and give him a big 900cc of fluid which he apparently really needed because he didn't go to the bathroom for 5 hours afterwards. They eventually move us upstairs into a room, Jason gets to the hospital, Grandma and Grandpa Morton come and visit, and roughly at midnight, they start the aspirin therapy and the IVIG which is the standard therapy.  Jason sleeps in the bed provided and I climb in by Dallin and we try to sleep a little.  It was a long night.  We even read a bit of Harry Potter at 4 in the morning to try and wind down. I should mention as well that one thing that was bugging me the most was his eyes.  He couldn't open them all the way and they were red and sad.
 
Monday the team of doctors start to come in and evaluate what's going on and start explaining stuff.  The IVIG has a waiting period after administration to evaluate for any side effects.  While they are administering it, since it is a blood product, they have to check on his vital signs a lot.  After the infusion is done, they have to watch him for 36 hours, and then if he has any fever, they have to give him another dose, but hopefully not.  On Monday morning, Melissa and Jared and Amanda come up and bring plenty of laughs and brush his teeth and read him Shakespeare and the like.  He loves the toy and joke that comes with breakfast, being able to order whatever he wants, likes the X-box and movies and all the other "free" stuff. He is able to walk quite a ways away down to the echocardiogram that they do in the afternoon and it comes back clear.  Things are looking good for us to head home on Tuesday.  We actually even sleep quite well that night with not many interruptions. Traci Palmer and McKennah come to see us and bring an amazing frog balloon and Cami stops by and brings minion stuff and Grandma and Grandpa Webb come too.
(The important parts of the picture are Dallin's happy, but red eyes, both Shakespeare and Harry Potter being in the picture-family joke- and weird Uncle Jared from Minnesota)

Tuesday starts off okay, but he doesn't seem to have much of an appetite.  By afternoon, he is much more sluggish, and I am begging him to eat.  He has cried a few times and wants to go home and asked if Colby was old enough to drive his family up to see him.  Colby was actually able to come up and watch some Pixar shorts with him around lunch and that was a tender moment to watch. I had a moment of breakdown too this morning and called my friend to talk things through.  In the waiting period around 4 when Dallin is not supposed to have a fever, the docs come to look at him and he is so sluggish that he falls asleep while they are talking to him.  They are thinking that they should watch him another night. Ugh. At this point, I feel like I could watch him at home, but then the tech comes in and checks him and and he has an actual fever.  Okay, that is a problem. The doc comes back in and says that they need to do another dose of the IVIG and wait another 36 hours afterwards. He needs this second dose and I get it, but he's going to be devastated.  However, right at that time Brady and Jessica and Ryker show up with Raylie and Madilynn!! (and some Legos and chocolate, I might add). It was so good to see my girls, and I have missed them so much.  (Missing the cruise had some serious benefits though in that all the other kids were taken care of because they were already headed to Jessica and Melissa's house for while we were gone.)  The girls were cute and sat by Dallin and Madilynn was so stinking hyper.  Then Melissa showed up with the rest of the kids except Colby and London, and this cheered Dallin up considerably.  They watched Pixar shorts and ate popcorn and listened to Weird Al Yankovich and he felt better about things.  One frustrating side note in all this was that in all the testing, Dallin ended up having rhinovirus as well, which is the common cold.  So that meant that he wasn't allowed to leave his room or go to the playroom or outside and all the docs and personnel had to wear masks when they came in.  I don't think he'll ever know what any of his doctors or nurses actually look like.  So it was great for him to be able to see all of his family.  When I told him that he had to stay, he just cried.  He didn't even want me to read Harry Potter that night.  Sad.\
Wednesday brought good news in that he ordered a tuna sandwich for breakfast and while he didn't eat much of it (who would at nine in the morning??) or much else that day, we did get him to drink 4 Carnation instant breakfast drinks. (A random interesting side note here is that the only other time that any member of our family has stayed in the hospital overnight was when I had intestinal complications after Dallin was born.  And ironically, the one thing that my poor stomach could finally tolerate was Carnation instant breakfast.  Hmmm, interesting, don't you think??) He got to call into the playroom and participate in Bingo via the television.  My friends Chandra and Alanna brought their families up for a visit and some laughs. Hugh and Cami came by at different times with movies and treats.  Our home teacher, and Uncle Kevin and Grandma and Grandpa Webb and even his school teacher came by.  And everyone brought him something.  He felt so loved and felt like he had another birthday.  It was absolutely amazing to me to feel that kind of love from people.
On Thursday to top things off, Marci brings up Dallin's best friend Grayson to see him and they actually get down on the floor and play.  It made me cry and I was so grateful to see him cheering up.  And then by around 4:30 when he still hasn't had a fever and is eating and drinking better, we get to head home.  We come home to a heart-attacked house and enjoy just being together as a family again. 
He has to keep taking a low dose of aspirin and we have to follow up with the cardiologist in a few weeks, but he looks so much better and I am so grateful.  We are in the process of trying to get a postponement for the cruise and hopefully someday I'll know why we weren't meant to go on that trip.  But for now, I am just happy for a healthy boy. I am so grateful for God and good medical peeps and amazing friends and family and for finally getting to see the bright eyes and beautiful smile of my Dallin again!
Going home!!

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Passport Drama Sequel

Thought I would post the follow up for our passport drama from last time, mostly because the story gets better and I'm never going to remember it all if I don't write it down.  : ) First off, as a side story, Cameron got invited to go with his Uncle's family down to Rocky Point in Mexico, a resort about 4 hours outside of Phoenix that is also called Arizona's Beach.  We were told that we didn't need a passport for him, but with all our previous luck, we decided to get one anyway, just in case.  We did it right this time, went to Costco, paid $6 for 4 pictures, and Jason and I both met up at the state offices in Provo, so there was no need to get a notarized permission from a parent. I had already filled out the application online, and made copies of both sides of our driver's licenses, so we just had to wait for about 20 minutes for our turn, which was still interesting considering we had most of our young'uns with us.  We turned in the papers, paid the fees, and his passport card arrived about 4 weeks later.  However, by some lucky chance I happened to notice before we got to the state office that one of the fees had to be paid by a check or money order-(this never should have happened because 1) it is 2015 and no one should ever be required to pay anything by check anymore, and 2) if you will see the last post, I apparently am blind to the small print on passport applications.)  One other catch with Cameron's whole international travel experience was that because he was traveling out of the country without his parents, we also had to send him with this birth certificate and a notarized letter from both Jason and I authorizing such an adventure.  So that added in another trip to the bank to get the letter notarized.  Cameron actually already went on his trip to Mexico, had a great time, and seeing as how his other cousins never got their passports at all and are safely back in the US, I am not so certain that he needed any of the paperwork that we sent him with.  And frankly for all the work it took, I don't want to know.  Ha ha!
Back to Colby and Landon..... About a week after we got Cameron's passport turned in, we got letters in the mail for Colby and Landon stating that 1) their pictures weren't going to work because the backgrounds weren't white (yes they were) and 2) that the notarized letter from Jason stating that Landon was authorized to get a passport was expired.  It wasn't expired when we turned it in, it expired by the time the state department got to it.  So that means, a trip to Walgreens for Colby to get pictures because Costco was closed, a trip for Landon, another $30, and another trip for Jason to the bank to get another notarized letter signed and we send it all back off on the 27th of May.  We are now about 5 weeks into this process.  At the end of June, the website still says that their passports are in processing, and we are hoping to go on our trip in July, the trip we are not ready to schedule until we know that we can get passports.  First funny thing is that the website says if you have questions about your passport application that you can either call or email.  So I email and I get an email in response telling me that they can't answer my questions via email for security purposes.  Really? Once again, it's 2015 folks.
So Jason makes a series of calls and spends a total of about 3 hours on hold over a few days to learn that they do have the passports but they are in line.  We mostly wanted to find out if our whole 4-6 week waiting period started over when we sent in the new pictures or what.  It took a couple of days to get the right supervisor because the regular people said that it was going to cost an additional $60 each if we wanted to expedite them. What??  Finally, a supervisor tells Jason that the passports have been in their possession long enough for him to waive the expedition fee, but he can't waive the $15 each priority mail fee and if we don't priority mail them, then we probably won't get them in time.  Fine, priority mail them please.  Wait, the next day another person calls to let us know that they only priority mail the passport books, not the cards-which is what we got Landon-, and did we want to pay the additional $70 in order to get him the passport book instead?  No, we don't!  and in the meantime, I find out that since it is a close-circuit cruise, despite the fact that the cruise line highly recommends that one have a passport, it is not required in order to board.  Really?  But guess what, 4 days ago, Colby's passport book-which was priority mailed for $15- and Landon's passport card-which came with regular mail service- arrived tucked nicely together.  So we have them, they are here, off we go!  What a process!

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Comedy of Errors

I fully recognize that this post is all about #firstworldproblems but today I have got to write down some craziness I recently experienced, just so I remember. In order to pursue an adventure that is hopefully in our future, we decided that we needed to get passports for Colby and Landon.  We looked up where to go, filled out the applications, planned a Saturday family breakfast at IHOP with a Christmas gift card and went down to the Lehi post office to turn in our applications.  First error, you need an appointment, and there were none for a few weeks.  Okay, we were frustrated because we thought we had checked the website about the need for an appointment and that post office does not answer the phone. So we scheduled an appointment and enjoyed breakfast at IHOP.  We had scheduled appointments on a school day afternoon in between when Landon could miss the last bit of class and before Colby had to be to work.  And since Jason wasn't going to be there, he had to go wait in line at the bank to get a form notarized stating that he agreed to let me get Landon a passport. So we're about 2 hours into this process by now.  Then we have the unfortunate experience of no longer wanting to pursue the adventure based on certain behaviors of certain people and we cancel the passport appointment altogether.  Actually we pull a no-show, which I hate, but they seriously won't answer the phone down there.
Two months later, we decide to try again with the adventure plans and can't get the post office to answer the phone, so Colby and I go and stand in line for 15 minutes to schedule an appointment 3 weeks out (which is three days before Jason's notarized document expires).  Yay! Last night, I forgot that we need pictures for passports, but I thought I knew what they wanted and figure we will just take them ourselves.  Cheaper? yes. More convenient?  no way  Two hours folks, two hours.  My printer refused to cooperate. Refused!!  It kept putting lines through the pictures and wouldn't do the right size and I was running out of printer paper. It was getting late and we even tried a friend and their printer wasn't working and Walgreens machines are out for two days. I finally found a website called oddprints.com, in case you are interested, that helped with the sizing.  I put in my last two pieces of printer paper, checked every single setting, said more than one prayer, and they worked!
And then this morning, I noticed that there are a couple things that I needed to change on the application, so I redid them.  So now I am armed with 2 applications filled out, birth certificates, copies of birth certificates, copies of drivers' licenses, passport sized photos, a notarized release all in a folder ready to go. Should be smooth sailing from here, right???? Not so...
I give the girls an early lunch and nap around 11 so I can wake them up at 1, so we can go and check Landon out, which luckily my sister was able to do for me.  Landon "needs" to drive because he has his permit and mid-way, Raylie "needs" to go potty, so we stop at Neptune park at the bathrooms there.  Then we pick up Colby on center street in Lehi after he had had lunch with his friends...don't ask. As we are getting out of the car, I ask Colby if he has his ID (which I had previously reminded him about) and no he doesn't, so books it out of there in the van to go retrieve it at Westlake because technically one of our appointments is at 2 and one at 2:20.  I walk in with Landon and the girls and learn within two minutes that she can't accept Landon's application because I don't have a copy of the back of Jason's driver's license. What??? Oh and the pictures are "iffy" because they are a bit pinkish.  So I need to schedule another appointment unless I can get a copy of the back of Jason's driver's license by 2:20.  No pressure, right?  We walk outside and plan to go and get a fax sent to a business close by, but guess what? we have no car because Colby has taken it to get his ID. I call Jason to get him to fax me a copy, no answer.  I call his work and he is at the ropes course.  I call over there, and learn that he is 30 feet up at the top of the ropes course running the zip line. Really? Luckily, there is a real good friend running it with him and dear wonderful Bill comes to my rescue, but where should he fax it to?  Run Landon Run!  And he did--with money in his pocket to get someone to accept a one page fax.  Run to Kohlers--they only send faxes-not receive them, run to the animal hospital--their printer is broken, run to a random dentist office--yay, they will do it, run back to the post office with the number.  Meanwhile, the girls are being absolute stinkers.  I am trying to make all these phone calls and they are wandering all over outside the post office getting dangerously close to the street and the parking lot. Ugh.
It's 2:20 and Colby comes into the parking lot just in time.  I send him in with his paperwork and keep looking for Landon to come back.  Landon comes back to tell me that the dental office will do it, I call Bill to have him fax it over and then I go to load up the girls to drive with Landon to get the fax.  Just then Colby calls out the door that they won't do any of the paperwork without me, so I go in with him and the girls and Landon takes off running again. While we are doing the paperwork with Colby, the girls are being stinkers again! Running all over, being loud, throwing a fit when I try to contain them, etc, etc, not to mention that Madilynn has now pooped her diaper. I also find out that they need a copy of the back of my driver's license, but luckily they will make a copy right there. 
And then we are almost done with Colby's and I am getting nervous because I get the feeling that this lady is going to make me schedule another appointment if Landon doesn't get there now.  I pick up the phone to call him which he doesn't answer because whew! he is right behind me with a lovely copy of the back of Jason's license. So I send Colby out to the car with the girls and luckily the lady starts working on Landon's application (I had complimented her on her absolutely beautiful handwriting, so maybe that helped)  She warns me again that she doesn't know if they will accept the pictures and says that they can take them there, but they cost $15.  I'll take my chances with the state department.  And then we left and they are done.  Yay for bureaucracy!  Wow!!  Of course, such an experience warranted some Waffle Luv on the way home of course.  Mmmm.
As a lovely addendum to this, I have since learned that the easiest routine is to get your pictures at Costco and go directly to the state office on Center street in Provo.  For next time, right??