part of yesterday in the hospital on a lovely drug called morphine
--- and now just trying to gut out the last (hopefully!) few hours of pain till it passes completely. I’ve already decided that this means we are having a baby girl come October since the last (and only previous) time I passed a kidney stone was about 4 months before Savannah was born … which would be about the same time frame for this next baby. All I can say at this point is that modern drugs are a wonderful thing :) … Ok, it’s now 13 June and as it turns out, the worst was actual yet to come and I didn’t pass the stone for another 17 hours. Thankfully it did pass on it’s on though around 5 the next
evening and sleep 
was never so peaceful the next night. If what they say about passing a kidney stone being anything close to labor for our better halves, well, I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. At least they get a cute baby at the end … all I got was a miniscule ugly looking rock!
So let’s get on to some of the more enjoyable parts of being back in 
strawberry/cheesecake/kitkat shakes at some of our favorite local shops like Ab’s and Arctic Circle, going to a baseball game with the Salt Lake 
Bees (trying to get Collin converted to baseball from the cricket routine – almost caught a few home runs/foul balls but some kids ran me over), and while their enjoying some hot dogs, cotton candy (or fairy floss :)) … and also some backyard BBQ’s, games of kick soccer, Anna’s birthday party complete with piñata, baby Colton’s baby blessing, swinging in the hammock, going on walks with Grandpa/Grandma Whetstone (we even caught a snake on the railroad tracks the other day!), going bowling and to the zoo, and catching up on sleep! The weather has been less than summer-like. In fact, it’s been down right windy and pretty chilly. That said, it’s still comfortable and we’re getting used to the altitude change.
The kids seem to be doing pretty good. Hunter loves watching the tractors Grandma/Grandpa Whetstone’s house. They are doing a 
lot of development across the street and Hunter just stays glued to the windows all day dragging whomever will indulge him to take a peak at the latest ‘big twuck’ digging holes in the dirt. Whenever he talks to someone on the phone his first comment (and middle, and last) is always, “I saw a big twactor!”
Collin is our little sports fanatic. He has really latched on to the 
baseball thing. We bought him a little soft ball and bat. Between him and 
His Uncle Chris bought him a generic basketball uniform and he rotates between that and two other sport uniforms that other people have given him. He also is enjoying playing ping pong and basketball. He has quite the imagination for hitting ‘home runs’ and ‘foul balls’ and whatever else he needs to beat dad.
walked in and demanded to know when I am going to follow through on my promise of taking her ice skating. I guess they aren’t going to forget anything I told them we would do when we ‘got
back to
So I guess that’s about it for now. We find a home in 
