This is a short summary of my life right now.

Brian is in Al Kohbar Saudi Arabia. He started working on March 20^th and we were supposed to join him six weeks after Syler’s birth. However there are a lot of strange "office politics" that are making things difficult. A particular group of people which I will not name, decided that they were going to “watch” Brian for his 90 day probation and evaluate him. For this reason we had not left when we thought we were. Brian’s 90 days were up on Thursday and they told him that they didn’t think they had enough proof that Brian was doing his job well enough (though they could not cite any specific items that he didn’t do or do well). So they said he could take a new position or go home. This means he would also be on probation for another 90 days, which means even after working for them for another 90 days they still might not keep him, plus his family has to keep waiting… He decided taking the other job was better than going home with no job. However we hope he will find another job to switch to before 90 days. He also asked if he could mobilize his family into the country, but the guy just said he’d think about it. So we wait.

Syler is going to be 10 weeks in two more days. He seems to be very good tempered and loves to smile at everyone. The last few days he has been sleeping a lot so every night I go to bed I hope that he will keep sleeping and not decide that he is finally going to have a long awake time! He is almost 15 pounds! Terron and Ashton constantly “ahw” at him, and Syler watches and smiles back at them. A couple of times a day he gets mauled by one of them.

Ashton is getting very fast at peddling Grandma’s tricycle. Terron has also learned how to use the peddles and the two sometimes argue who’s turn it is. They also have started the super hero phase. We watched some Superman a few weeks ago. Now Ashton puts on Syler’s blanket and Terron puts on my nursing cover and they wear them as capes and put their arm up to the air and say “Super-Man!” It is quite cute and entertaining.

A few days ago Ashton came to the back door at Grandma’s and said he picked some carrots. I went out and saw a pile of tiny little carrots sitting on the ground. He had picked them from Grandma’s garden. I had to tell him it wasn’t okay, but I knew that he was so proud. He has been wanting to pick carrots for a while and has trouble waiting. At least it was only about 15 and Grandma wasn’t too mad. I have to keep reminding him that they aren’t ready yet. Then yesterday the boys announced they were looking for worms (snakes according to Terron) in Grandma’s garden. Grandma went to look and Ashton was digging a nice deep hole (about a foot or so) in the same place that he had picked the carrots. Luckily he didn’t dig up any vegetables.

My Sis from Wisconsin came to visit in May.

We went on a picnic a few weeks ago to Ten Mile out side of Idaho City.