Wife of Mountain Runner Mike,mother of Cotton, Tristan, and Justus. Lover of family and friends. SuperStar Director of an awesome Scentsy team. I can bake a beautiful loaf of bread, and love making my house a home. Come and sit a while.
My last post was Cotton's high school graduation. Alot has changed and happened since then. Summer came and went and now Cotton is at Snow College in Ephraim, Utah. Mike and I drove to Ephraim with Cotton to help him take his world to his apartment. This is the wall decor that Cotton took with him.
Here is Cotton's world in the back of Mike's car. The minute I put my purse in the car to go to Ephraim I cried like a small child until we hit Orem on I-15 and then I was o.k. It is a strange thing to let your baby grow up, but it is a good thing.
What a beautiful campus. Cotton's first year at college will be paid for with three scholarships that he earned. He worked full time this last summer and has pretty much taken care of his expenses so far. What a great kid.
It is all real. I am glad that I have been able to be home with my son Cotton from six weeks old to going away to college. Our family has been blessed over and over again and I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for everything.
By the way I do have pictures of Tristan and Justus' first day of school, Tristan's pic was taken by Mike and I took Justus' picture from my bed! Bad Mom!
Today our oldest son Cotton graduated fro Lehi High School. 440 students received diplomas. My heart felt huge in my chest during the ceremony as memories of the past 18 years played in my mind and I caught myself smiling, giggling and tearing up thinking of this young man.
Mike snapped this photo of Cotton pretending to stumble as he entered in by the large L for Lehi (Blurry due to Cotton being a goof).
Four handsome men.
Grandma and Grandpa Fraughton.
Congratulations Cotton! Can't wait to see what you are when you grow up. I love you.
I took a field trip with my parents to visit Heber City Cemetery, Francis Cemetery, Woodland Cemetery and see where my Papa (Grandpa Fraughton) was born. I loved hearing stories from my dad about family members he and I haven't met because they had passed before either of us were born.
This is my Great, great, great Grandma Skog's headstone in Heber. She Came to New York City on a ship with 2 of her daughters, one was buried at sea. Grandma Skog left her husband and sons for the Gospel of Jesus Christ and her husband disowned her. I have seen a picture of her and I have always looked at that picture at my parent's home and felt close to her. She came to Salt Lake with the Witt (spelling?) handcart company. What a pioneer.
This engraving of the Salt Lake Temple was on a headstone near Grandma Skog and I love the line of daisies above.
I spied this sweet bird on another headstone and fell in love with it. I am requesting a bird on my stone when that day comes. Off subject, I walk each morning in the Lehi cemetery and there is a large headstone that I see and giggle inside because there is a picture of a sewing machine on the front of it. The lady must have really loved sewing! I love to sew too, but I am requesting a bird.
Look at my cute mom.
We also visited Woodland Cemetery, this is where Grandma Skog's daughter Christine is buried. I have seen her picture and she was beautiful, she had crystal blue eyes like my Papa, dad, and my son Tristan have.
Just before we turned to go up the hill to the cemetery in Woodland we drove past the home where my Papa was born.
Papa was born in this room behind the window. The window has been updated since. Another bird!
This beautiful tree sits to the side of Papa's house and I can see him as a small boy climbing and playing in this tree.
Daffodils at the Woodland Cemetery.
J.J. who ate deer poop at the Woodland Cemetery and later threw up said deer poop on the way home. Bless his deer poop breath heart.
Thank you mom and dad for taking me with you on the field trip. I loved it, except for the throw up.
Last week was Spring break for my children. Cotton went to California withh the Symphonic and Jazz band. Justus hung out with his friends from his rugby team. Tristan and I went on adventures every day. On Thursday we were out and about and decided to go to the animal shelter. We looked at the dogs and fell in love with J.J. He is 18 months old and is a Pikeranian (Pikenese/Pomeranian mix). He had been at the shelter for a week. We brought him home and he would sit against the wall and stare at us. He didn't eat for two days, I think he was scared and heart broken. On Monday Mike took him to the vet for shots and to be neutered. J.J. was out of it for a bit and on pain medication until Thursday. Friday he started playing with the toys that we had bought for him and he is eating and walking with me in the morning. He is fun and has such a sweet, funny personality. I am tickled with our new family member. The boys love him and Mike thinks he is a great dog (especially after I purchased J.J. a studded leather collar). I heart J.J., I really have a crush on him.
20 years ago yesterday my fiance picked me up and we drove to the Salt Lake Temple together and were married for Time and all Eternity. What a wonderful day we had together with family and friends. Mike has made sure every year we celebrate our anniversary. We have learned so much about each other through the years but, I am still learning every day. I did not know that my husband absolutely loved Tang as a kid until I brought a can home from Costco and he thought I was the bomb-diggity-dog.
Yesterday morning I was working in my office and my son Cotton brought in this beautiful bouquet of 20 red roses that Mike had sent me. I felt like a special gal and all the flighty feelings that I felt during our engagement came to me. How fun is that?
Later we went to dinner together and were planning on a movie but, we both were dead on our feet tired. So we came home and cuddled and watched INTERVENTION. Good times. I love you Mike and I am so glad you chose me.