tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28741377255974040712024-03-13T22:48:54.946-07:00The Goss FamilyBorn in 1984; Met in 2000; Married in 2006; Expanded in 2009; Happy in 2011Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-82891782757125497552012-09-02T21:43:00.001-07:002012-09-02T21:52:51.420-07:00I will just admit that I am a failure at keeping our blog updated. So much has happened in the past year, I figure I am overdue for an update ... for anyone that is interested enough to still check this page.<br />
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Quick summery: Jon loves his job at the prison. We got pregnant! Jon's parent's came home from their mission, so we moved out of their house and into my brother's basement (temporarily). We had a baby she is perfect! Josie turned 3! I turned 28 (uh, weird!). We are buying a house! .<br />
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Jon's Parent's returned from the Philippines the beginning of May. They loved their mission and they have many stories to tell if asked. Jon and I moved out just a week before. We moved into Jason's basement as a temporary living place until we could buy a house. It is a nice little apartment, and while it isn't our ideal living situation, it is nice to have cheaper rent, and not to have a contract. We have been able to save a little, and have the freedom to move out when we find a home.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Guinevere Mae Goss</span></b></div>
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Born, May 23rd, 7 lbs, 9 oz, 19 inches.</div>
Even though I tried to force my body into labor, I was induced on May 23rd. I was really worried that I would have another 9 lbs 2 oz baby ... and with my medical history, that isn't such a good idea. I had an awesome Dr who was willing to work with me and all my concerns. Everything worked out so well, and she is absolutely perfect. I will post a more in depth post of the birth, and about the week in the NICU.<br />
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My recovery was pretty easy, and it didn't take us too long before we were seriously looking at houses. We had looked at a few before Guin was born, but nothing came of them. We have an awesome Realtor who has been so patient and helpful. Ultimately we looked at 17 houses and put in 9 offers before we had an offer accepted. We knew what we wanted and what we could afford, so when we looked at houses it was mainly to see how much work there was compared to another house. Well ... this is our house!</div>
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It doesn't look like much...but it is ours! I actually don't think the pictures do it justice. It seems much bigger in person, especially inside. We got everything and more than we were expecting to get: 2000 sq ft, rambler (not a split entry), corner lot (huge yard), fully fenced, 3 bedrooms on the main level, 1 bedroom in the basement, 2 bathrooms, 2 living rooms, nice tile/flooring, very few repairs...the list goes on. The only thing we did not get was a garage or carport, but that is easily fixed when we get more money. We are SUPER excited. We close on October 12th, and hope to be moving in two weeks later.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">JOSIE IS 3!!!</span></b></div>
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I'm pretty sure every parent is in denial when their child has a birthday. I can't believe that my baby is now a big girl...a princess! I'm not quite sure where the princess kick is from, but she is who she is, and I happily support her. For her birthday she got a little tea set, a princess dress along with a necklace, ear rings, shoes, and a crown. Just look at her... </div>
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Josie is such a good child. She has so much energy, and she is such a joy to have around. She LOVES being a big sister. She is always so willing to help with Guin. She is so full of love for Guin, the rest of our family, and even strangers. She is always saying hi to people in the stores and trying to make friends where ever we go. If I allowed her ... she would probably stay awake for 24 hours before voluntarily falling asleep...even then she still might fight it. she just has so much energy and never stops unless forced.<br />
I love my big girl. I love watching her grow and learn. I feel so lucky to have her in my life.<br />
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So, I'm not sure how it became the year 2012, and I turned 28...seriously weird. It honestly feels like yesterday when I started college, or got married, or graduated. Man, how time flies. I sound like such a cliche. I never thought I would freak out about getting old, but I guess I am a little.<br />
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Jon is still working for the State Prison. He loves his job, and he is good at it. Right now he is working a 12 hour night shift. His schedule is a little whack. But he loves it. I like the 12 hour schedule, I'm just not the biggest fan of the night shift. But I am so grateful for his hard work and for providing for us and allowing us to buy our home.<br />
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I am the luckiest girl alive to have this handsome man ...</div>
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and this adorable girl...</div>
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Jon is loving his job at the prison. He works night shifts (6pm - 6am) and since he works 12 hour shifts his days rotate throughout the month. So we have learned that the time of day or day of week doesn't really matter. We enjoy all the time we have together, no matter when it is. When Jon is working or sleeping, Josie and do I our best not to be too loud or get too bored. I must say...I miss the summer much more than I have in the past. It is only the beginning of winter and I am already starting to feel cabin feverish (partly my own fault).</div>
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Josie is such a fun little girl. She spends her days teasing me, climbing on everything, and pretending she is a princess, kitty, puppy, big bear ... or whatever else enters her sharp little mind. She also loves to pretend to cook and eat food. Although, right now her pretend food is a bunch of bead necklaces (she needs to wait until Christmas for a food upgrade).</div>
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She is talking and talking and talking. It amazes me some of the things she ends up saying. She knows her colors and her numbers. I can't really take credit for what she knows, I just show her a few things and she picks it up so fast. I have determined that her favorite color is red. She is always asking for red things.</div>
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Josie loves to sing and dance, especially when I turn on her favorite Disney and Glee songs. She sings along ... and it is so cute. Sometimes I am willing to listen to the same song over and over again just because her singing is so cute.</div>
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Josie is so friendly and outgoing. She is always saying hi to people that we don't know. She loves to give hugs and kisses. She has such a good happy nature about it, I really can't complain about the few tantrums that happen during the weeks.</div>
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I just wanted to give a quick update and talk about Josie. I need to be better about writing down her stages and the things she loves to do.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-54753768857339698352011-09-19T09:35:00.000-07:002011-09-19T09:45:03.678-07:00Another GraduationI am sure all of you are aware that Jon got a job at the Department of Corrections in Draper. He started Police Academy on May 31st and he just graduated on September 15th. This graduation was much shorter and much more exciting than his graduation from BYU. The academy included many classes on laws, drugs, defensive tactics, guns, how to handle inmates, and many other classes. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>This is where I get to brag about my amazing husband</i></span>. Before he started academy he decided that he was going to be dedicated and be in the top of his class. He was extremely dedicated in working out, practicing his defensive tactics, and studying for his written tests. He would even encourage his carpool and other cadets to stay after to workout or practice their defensive tactics. He even helped a few cadets pass their tests. All of his hard work did not go unnoticed. There were about 10 awards and Jon received 3 of them!!! Out of a class of 45 he was in the top 10%. He also received the top Defensive Tactics award, and the Best All Around Cadet award ... meaning he had the best defensive tactics and written test scores combined. Oh, and let's not forget the fact that all of our cheering (especially Janelle) was noticed by the Academy Commissioner. What a great start to his career!<br />
I am so proud of his hard work and dedication. Since graduation he has been training in Max Security. He is learning a lot and really enjoying his job. Thank you to everyone that came and thank you to everyone that has helped us get through academy.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-30938052317242354822011-08-11T21:24:00.000-07:002011-08-11T21:24:06.017-07:00First Hair CutJosie has worked really hard over the past 2 years to grow her beautiful strawberry blonde curls. I was always scared that when I cut her hair, her curls would go away. So I just let her hair grow and watched it turn into a mullet. But I didn't care...I loved it! <br />
For some reason while I was standing in line at Walmart I realized that if I just cut a couple inches off the bottom it take away a lot of the mullet and it would take away her curls. So after bath-time, we turned on Beauty and the Beast (one of the only ways she will hold still) ... and I chopped.<br />
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Last weekend Jon had some family in town. We went to the AF city pool and it was so much fun. Thought I would share some of the super cute pictures.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-20746862026616282992011-07-05T08:09:00.000-07:002011-07-05T08:11:34.261-07:00Operation: Sticker Therapy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e3733; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Your mission: to help bring happiness and distraction to toddlers fighting cancer by mailing stickers, sticker books, or happy vibes!</span></div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e3733;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Hi! This is Abigail (my niece) the day before her 2nd birthday. You can see her central line and her surgery scar.</span></span></span><br />
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When she was 19 months old she was critically ill, and diagnosed with cancer--stage 4, high-risk Neuroblastoma.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She has been through a lot--with a lot still yet to go through. Abigail loves stickers and they offer distraction and entertainment during multiple hospital stays.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When kids are fighting cancer, they go through a lot of yucky therapies: chemotherapy, radiation therapy, antibody therapy, etc. We decided to call this project Sticker Therapy...a therapy they could look forward to!!</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Our goal with Operation: Sticker Therapy is to receive enough stickers to be able to put some packets together to share with other children we meet who are fighting for their lives. We encourage you to donate some stickers, and then know that you are blessing the lives of some precious children.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Please mail them to:</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To: Operation: Sticker Therapy<br />
C/O Fans Across America Charitable Foundation<br />
18521 E. Queen Creek Rd., Suite 105-187<br />
Queen Creek, AZ 85142</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Thank you for your kindness and generosity, and may it be returned unto you!</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you would like to make a financial donation to Abigail, that would be greatly appreciated. You can do so by visiting this site:<br />
http://www.fansacrossamerica.com/assist_a_family/registry/families/families_in_need/abigail_goss_family.php</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #3e3733; font-style: inherit; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">or by including a check payable to "Abigail Goss Medical Trust Fund" with your stickers. Thank you dearly!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-44091036937599899592011-06-06T16:02:00.000-07:002011-06-06T16:02:55.135-07:00NEW JOBSJon and I officially have new jobs!!!<br />
Jon started working for the Department of Corrections last Tuesday. He has 4 months of Police Academy ahead of him. Ten hours a day of classes and physical training can be taxing, but he is much happier. He loves being the provider for our family.<br />
As for my job...I feel like the luckiest girl. I am doing laundry, dishes, cooking, cleaning, shopping...etc! But you know, even though the work is mundane and it can be annoying, I am so happy doing daily tasks for my family. We have learned a lot over the past 2 years. It has not been easy, and Im not sure I would want to do it again, but I am grateful for the lessons we have both learned.<br />
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Now, lets talk about Josie!!! She is 22 months and a busy bee. She wakes up happy, eats a big breakfast and then plays really hard until her nap, then she wakes up, and plays really hard until it is time for bed. <br />
She LOVES animals and she is an expert at animal sounds; puppies, roosters, bee's... haha, it's so fun. She has such a cute personality and I am so proud to be her mommy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-43897820755741113192011-04-17T20:43:00.000-07:002011-04-17T20:43:06.210-07:00BUBBLES!!!!Yesterday we spent the best $2 of our life. Walmart has this little bubble bottle that does not spill (Thanks Megan for telling me about it). Josie loves it!!! Not only are bubbles the best invention for little kids, but this bottle takes away any mess and spill. SO AWESOME!!!<br />
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I have some cute videos but blogger isn't allowing me to upload videos right now ... ugh. totally annoying. Oh well! Here are some cute pictures.<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-7336901658131878062011-04-11T14:04:00.000-07:002011-04-12T09:46:55.808-07:00NEW JOB!!!Jon received a conditional job offer from the Draper prison! We are soooo excited. He just has to pass a drug test and a background check, and he is good to go! He will start training on May 31st, at which point I get to quit!!! Do you hear me singing and doing my happy dance?<br />
Well ... that isn't the end of it! There is a job opportunity down in Gilbert AZ that we are looking at. We are going to go down the beginning of May so he can do some more testing and an interview....so we will see what happens there.<br />
We feel so blessed with this job offer and we are so grateful for the prayers that were made on our behalf.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-32311873754778105752011-04-05T08:13:00.000-07:002011-04-05T08:13:51.612-07:00Crafty Dreams<div>I haven't posted in a while because I started another blog! <a href="http://www.rcraftydreams.blogspot.com/">www.rcraftydreams.blogspot.com</a></div><div><br />
</div>I have always enjoyed sewing and doing simple crafts, even though I never really thought that I was very crafty. Well, Jon has had a hobby for a long time that has allowed him to paint and use his crafty brain ... so recently I decided that I should start doing my own hobby. There are many nights that we will turn on a movie so we can both do our hobby. The only time we will say anything to each other is when we want to make sure that what we are doing really is as awesome as we think (I know...we are crazy!)<div>In my blog searching, I kept seeing cute ideas but I could never remember where I found it, or remember all the things I wanted to do. So I started a craft blog for myself. It allows me to keep track of all the awesome ideas that I find, and to keep a to do list of the things I want to do. PLUS, when I finish a project I am able to show it off. This blog has given me a lot of motivation to keep up with my hobby ... and I find that the more I search, and do projects, the craftier I get.</div><div style="text-align: center;">----------------</div><div>JOB UPDATE --- I wish I had some awesome news, but we are waiting .... STILL!!!! We are going crazy! </div><div>Jon took the psychological tests, and the polygraph. Those were very mentally draining days for him, but we think he did a good job. He doesn't have anything to hide, so we are praying that they will see how awesome he is.</div><div>We thought we were supposed to hear back last week, but we are still waiting. We will let you know when we know.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-91692279207178011752011-03-16T16:36:00.000-07:002011-03-16T16:38:45.273-07:00Possible JobI have been afraid to post anything about a possible job for Jon because I don't want to jinx anything. But I decided that by posting this, I could also ask for you prayers on our behalf. As you know, I am working full time, and Jon is with Josie full time. Jon has been working really hard to get a job so we can switch roles. <br />
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So, here is an updated on what is happening----<br />
Last month he applied for a position as a Correctional Officer at the Correctional Facility at the Point of the Mountain. It is a really long process, and it requires me to have a lot of patience. With the application he also needed to take the NPOST test (Pre-employment test), which he successfully did and passed with a 93%. <br />
On March 8th, he had a physical test and interview. He had to run 1 1/2 miles in 17 min 30 sec, he completed this in 11 min 30 sec. He also had to do 7 consecutive push ups and 20 sit ups and a 16 inch vertical...haha, I know those sound so difficult! He exceeded their requirements and he ended up being in the top 10%. Interviews are always hard to gauge, but he felt like he did a good job. <br />
There were a total of 260 applicants, and after the interview and physical training they cut it down to 150 applicants. He made the cut and yesterday he took several psychological tests, this ended up being about 1200 questions. Tomorrow he is going to take a polygraph test. In about 2 weeks we will hear back with the results and if they still want him, then he will be asked to take a drug test, and get a physical from a Dr. If everything goes our way, he will be selected to start POST training which will last 5 weeks. He will have to pass everything with at least 70%. After the training, he will then start the job on May 31, 2011. <br />
WOW -- I'm tired just thinking about the process. <br />
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I have the utmost confidence in him, and I know he will do an amazing job. It does scare me that there are still 150 people fighting for 40 positions. If you could please pray for him to be noticed and to get the job, it would be greatly appreciated. The experiences that Jon and I have been going through over the last year have been extremely difficult, but I have also learned a lot. It is hard to live on Heavenly Father's time, but I have faith that Heavenly Father knows what is best for us....I just hope that this job with the Correctional Facility is IT! Love you all! I will keep you posted.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-49336040098496728122011-02-21T13:09:00.000-08:002011-02-21T13:16:08.372-08:00Grandma and Grandpa GossThis post is dedicated to Josie's Goss grandparents. They are on a mission in the Philippians and I thought it would be nice to post some pictures and make a special video for them to see. <br />
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SISHY!!!<br />
A couple weeks ago we went to Walmart and stopped in the fishy isle. Josie was so excited about the fish she ran up and down the isle saying "Sishy! Sishy!" and pointing to all the different fish. The next week Jon and I thought it would be fun to bring a couple of the 'sishies' home. We found a big enough glass bowl and went and bought 3 fish. Jon named his fish Jimmer, I named my fish Zoe, and Josie named her fish Sishy (by default). Here are some pictures. You can just see how excited she was.<br />
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Jon's hockey buddies fixed up Utah Lake so they could play hockey on the lake. Josie was also there enjoying the snow and the cold.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Last but not least, here is the video of Josie talking to Grandma and Grandpa Goss. Of course anyone is welcome to watch. Josie is just too cute! The only way I can get her to hold still and talk is by letting her watch the screen ... she just loves watching herself.<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-61455174614285693552011-01-23T19:49:00.000-08:002011-01-23T19:52:39.171-08:00Nursery TimeNURSERY!!! Josie went to nursey for the first time today. Jon walked her into the room and she ran straight for the toys and didn't even look back. It was amazing! She had such a good time. She has never been so happy after church. As for Jon, he absolutely loved being able to listen in Sunday School and Priesthood.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I have always looked forward to the day when I would be able to make cookies or something with my daughter. So the other day I thought I would let Josie stand on a chair and help me make rolls. It was so cute! She helped me stir and roll the dough ... it was fun. It didn't take her too long before she realized that she liked the way the dough tasted and started getting flour every where. It was so adorable I just had to show everyone the pictures.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjio7aUSG_D7ar1Uyx0Ht3N2IskeGaQSFQh7D4fCij3Iny5pqFFmm0_hzEZ-0vHyQifqJkRWsPUx2EpJJbfrICVBMAvou0VYfoIOdS8_77Ag0PgrDpRNimnFsWTSQzgmxeP93UY5lDLbYZ/s1600/S5002941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjio7aUSG_D7ar1Uyx0Ht3N2IskeGaQSFQh7D4fCij3Iny5pqFFmm0_hzEZ-0vHyQifqJkRWsPUx2EpJJbfrICVBMAvou0VYfoIOdS8_77Ag0PgrDpRNimnFsWTSQzgmxeP93UY5lDLbYZ/s320/S5002941.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">------------------------</div>Last Saturday I got a call to meet with my bishop Sunday morning before church. I immediately started thinking of all the callings I would like and would not like to have...but I decided that I would accept any calling that I was given. I was thinking that being the primary pianist would be the best job in the world ... well this will teach me to want a calling. I was called to be the primary chorister...I'm pretty sure my eyes got really big and my jaw dropped because almost immediately he started telling me why I was chosen for this calling. This Sunday will be my first day and I already started having nightmares about it. I am very nervous, but I am also excited. I think once I get used to everything it will be a really fun job. I felt a lot better about entertaining kids after the previous chorister brought over a ton of materials and posters. Jon wishes that he had my calling right now because he does not want to watch Josie during Sunday School and Priesthood ... but really, he only needs to do it for a total of 6 hours! After that she will be in nursery!!!!!<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">------------------------</div><div style="text-align: left;">Jon got his top braces off last month and he will be getting his bottom braces off in a couple weeks. He is excited about having straight teeth. Jon having fun at home. He does a great job taking care of Josie and taking care of other needs around the house. The other night Josie got sick and threw up twice. He took care of Josie, did the laundry, and everything else that comes with a sick baby...and let me sleep. I didn't even know she was sick until I got to work. He is a great man, I feel so blessed to have him in my life.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-82885436152977541212010-12-27T16:32:00.000-08:002010-12-27T21:33:16.559-08:00Merry Christmas ** Happy New YearMerry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!<br />
We have had a wonderful December. We have tried to focus on the birth of our Savior by listening to Christmas music every day and trying to serve those around us. I really enjoyed December, and part of me is sad that Christmas has already past. But now we are on to a New Year and new adventures.<br />
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In November we moved to American Fork. Jon's parents went on a mission to the Philippians and we moved into their home to take care of their home, plus we get free rent...we thought it was a pretty good trade. It has only been about a month, but so far it as been an adventure. The water heater broke, Dad Goss split his pants and asked us to do some shopping and send him new ones, there is countless mail to sort and take care of, and we have a new roommate. Jon's brother Brendan is also living there. It is definitely different, but it has been a good move for our little family. It is a really good neighborhood. We are having fun getting to know our neighbors and the ward, and I look forward to getting a calling and getting to know everyone better. <br />
<div>Josie is O-SO-CUTE!!! I don't know what I would do without her sweet personality. She is even learning to talk and sign language. When she was about 11 months she started screaming for things that she wanted, and it was trying my patience. I understood why she would get frustrated though, she had no way to communicate with us. So I started teaching her how to sign things like "more" "please" "milk" "food" and "puppy", she picked it up so fast. She can say "Momma" "Dadda" "mo" (more) "mio" (milk) "sease" (please) "arf arf" (Puppy) "yes" "NO", and probably a few other things ... she seems to learn something new every day. Ever since she has learned these few simple words life is so much better, and we have a happier baby.</div><div>In the last 17 months of her life, not once have I wished the time away. I have always enjoyed each stage ... but every Sunday for three hours I desperately wish for her her to be 18 months so she can go to nursery. It is really hard to enjoy church when you spend the whole time chasing a your child and trying to keep her happy ... so I am thanking the nursery leaders in advance for holding such a noble calling so us crazy parents can enjoy church. ONE MONTH TO GO!!!</div><div>Jon is still searching for a job, not much to report in that area. I am still working for the state, not much to report in that area either. I think part of the reason I haven't posted anything in the last 4 months is because I feel like we are kinda stagnant. Nothing is really changing in our lives, and because I am still working full-time, my free time is limited. I love that I am able to provide for my family, and I love that there is stability and security in our situation. But both Jon and I are ready to switch roles ... we know that someday it will happen, but in the mean time we know that our situation is helping us grow. And in the future we will better understand each other and we will be a stronger family.</div><div>**I know pictures are always the best part of people's blogs, but I don't have any available to me right now. I will try to add some soon.</div><div><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-54450192791369595622010-08-08T16:46:00.000-07:002010-08-08T16:46:15.191-07:00Quick UpdateI cannot believe that it was over a year ago that we held Josie in our arms for the first time. She was born on August 2nd weighing 9.2 lbs, 21 inches. One year later she weighs 19.13 lbs (25th %), 30 inches (80th %). She is such a joy to have around. She is always smiling and on the go. <br />
It surprises me how much I personally have grown, and that Jon and I have thoroughly enjoyed this past year. Some weeks and months were harder than others, but that is life. I wouldn't trade this year for anything.<br />
**I really want to post some cute pictures of Josie, and even some video of her walking, but Josie is waking up. Maybe...just maybe I will get to it later :D<br />
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Since Jon graduated he has taken the History Praxis test, and he is still looking for a full time teaching job. The job market is not a happy place as many of you are aware, especially for teachers. For the first time, ever, Utah has become a destination for teachers from other states to come to teach. The teachers market is totally saturated, so we are working on getting Jon some substitute positions as well as taking some pedagogy classes to better his resume.<br />
I am still working for the State. It is not my favorite job in the world, but I am still grateful for a stable job where I am able to support my family. On a more personal note, I will be having an outpatient surgery on Aug 18th. It is a personal problem that I would rather not post on the Internet, but if anyone wants details you are more than welcome to call me. While I am not delighted to be having surgery, this is a problem that I have been dealing with since Josie was born, I am grateful that I am getting it taken care of. Please keep me in your prayers.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-49387721627541771982010-05-16T14:15:00.000-07:002010-05-16T14:42:11.849-07:00Graduation and MoreCongratulations Jon!!! He graduated from BYU on April 23nd. It was a great experience because his Dad is the Assistance Dean for his college and he was able to give Jon his diploma. It was a fun day, and we really appreciate everyone celebrating with us.<br />For Jon's graduation he asked for braces. He had braces when he was in high school...but that is a long story and well...he needs and wants them again. We found a place in West Jordan and does cosmetics only, meaning they don't worry about jaw alignment or anything else, just straightening the teeth, which is awesome because he will only have braces on for 6 months and it is WAY cheaper.<br />Jon's Grandma, Verda Mckee Kitchen passed away on April 21st. We knew she was ill and when she took a turn for the worse we weren't surprised, but still watching your loved ones suffer and then leave this life is never an easy process. She was such an amazing women, I have been taking the time to read her biography, and I am so impressed with her, I look forward to getting to know her better some day. She had 10 kids ... and a lot of grandchildren. She had such a profound impact on her family that there were only 6 people out of all her decedents unable to attend her funeral, 2 had previously died, 2 were on missions, and the other 2 had obligations they were unable to get out of. I felt so privileged to see this family come together and be apart of the occasion. This is also the first time that all of Jon's siblings have been together in about 13 years. This meant that I I was able meet Jon's sister Rebbecca, it was so fun to meet her and be with his family. I know we all feel blessed for the experiences we shared together.<br />In addition to these two huge events Jon's nephew Kimball received the Arronic Priesthood, My brother Brian and his wife blessed their baby Olivia Daniels, My sister, Brenda and her husband bless their baby Nichole Stacey Keizer, and my brother Greg came home from his mission. Oh, and let's not forget that my brother Steven got engaged and I was able to meet his fiance Allison, who is a very sweet girl. With all of the huge life events surrounding me at the same time I realize how blessed I truly am to have my family and the gospel such a part of my life.<br />Life is so wonderful and amazing, it has been a busy but amazing month.<br /><br />Josephine! Josie is now 9 1/2 months, when we went into her 9 month appointment she was 18.5 lbs (50th) 28 inches (75th) and 50th in her head. She is crawling everywhere and even cruising along the furniture. The other day she tried to climb up our computer desk to reach for something ... Jon and I are constantly amazed with how big she is getting. She knows how to wave Bye-Bye, say YEAH! by clapping her hands, and when music comes on she start smiling and dancing. She is getting better at anything and everything she attempts to do. She is such a sweet heart and we love having her in our family.<br />Jon is staying home with Josie while I am working full time. We both are trying to enjoy our current rolls, but once Jon gets a job we will both be more than happy to switch.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-74939479816910151142010-04-17T09:40:00.000-07:002010-04-18T18:30:40.378-07:00Can I Finish A Blog?The last three posts were written with good intentions but never finish or published. I decided to publish them so you can see my intentions are good ... but I seem to lack the ability to finish them. So, we are going to make this post short and sweet ... and of course it will all be about Josie.<br /><br />Josie is now 8 1/2 months old and has such a cute personality. She is becoming so fun and dangerous to have around the house. She started crawling a few weeks ago and now she will not sit still. Especially when we change her diaper ... it is war! She has learned how to wave "Hi" and "Bye" especially when she wants attention. Grandma Goss was kind enough to teach her how to say "uh oh" when she drops something, and it has become a favorite game of hers. When I am holding her and she throws something it usually takes me a few times to realize that she isn't just dropping it on accident. Her latest version of the game to pick something up and throw it while saying "uh" and then crawl after it. Josie is an extremely happy baby. Josie has been sick for about 2 weeks, half the time I forget she is still sick because she still has a lot of energy and she is still smiling and laughing.<br /><br />This video is from when Josie first started learning to crawl. We no longer need to coax her into crawling the length of the carpet, she is happy to crawl anywhere and every where.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw1rXZ0V4KpWwmfKJaaw2mw2oOc9yN7ZMq1sMrUNyu_CNlGO4hoNjPbzykZbD5SeZ1GldfmNoYn8H5VzXvCFA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />This video is one of my favorites, although kinda gross.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwaKyQ6_sN3AEQ5gsVK7wMw3qoAZnShckb9FIANoPRQmSpGDT84zO1MF9WW7oOvyrGgae7qI7DfrdkKcpVm7w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />This is only a glimpse of our wonderful daughter, hope you enjoy! We love you all.<br />**I finished!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-79991353613497003612010-04-04T15:33:00.000-07:002010-04-17T09:40:10.303-07:00<div>Before I had Josie I was sure I was going to be one of those mom's who couldn't stop posting cute pictures and gushing about their adorable baby. Well as you can see I haven't posted since New Years. Many fun and cute things have happened that part of me wishes I posted for all to see, but another part of me doesn't care because I was able to spend my precious free time watching Josie grow up. Since I am working sometimes it makes me sad to put Josie to bed because I am not quiet ready to stop playing with her....but I definitely don't want a cranky baby so the Mom in me persists.</div><br /><div>This is an exciting time for our family, Jon has 2 weeks of school left, and Josie is crawling and learning so much.</div><br /><div>Jon had a surprise half way through the semester and was told that he needed to take 2 more general credits. So we opted to take an online course instead of a block class or waiting for spring semester. Unfortunately this meant he had to finish the whole class by April 2nd. He was told that Teaching of the Living Prophets was the easiest class so he signed up and started working. He finished the whole class in two weeks which included writing 15 pages (1 page for each living prophet and apostle), 3 pages of something else, finding 100 quotes for 5 topics in the last general conference issue and typing them up, along with another random assignment, and 10 quizes plus a final. I will admit that I helped him out with a few of the assignments because they were so long and tedious, but I am very proud of him for working so hard to make sure he will graduate in April. He only has a few more assignments and tests left for his other classes, and I know he is getting anxious (so am I).</div><br /><div>Now to the cute part of our family...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-227491587957302022010-04-04T11:28:00.001-07:002010-04-17T09:37:20.433-07:00Happy EasterI can't believe that it has been 4 months since I have posted.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-36504997444531629002010-02-21T16:30:00.000-08:002010-04-17T09:36:35.149-07:00Life is going by so quickly and I can't believe that Josie is 6 1/2 months already. She is sitting up, pivoting in circles, and moving backwards. I swear she must be the happiest baby, she is always smiling and laughing. Jon and Josie come and visit me two times a day (so I can feed Josie) and she always greets me with the biggest smile.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-81276916419790662822009-12-31T22:33:00.000-08:002010-01-01T14:17:05.360-08:00Happy New YearToday as Jon was driving me to work we talked about tonight and what we would like to do to celebrate the new year, and it occurred to me that I would rather stay home and spend a quiet evening with Josie in bed, than try to go celebrate with friends or family with a cranky baby. All of a sudden I felt old. Well, my quiet evening started when Jon went to bed early (he worked the grave shift last night, and then watched Josie all day), I then put Josie to bed and took a long bath and read a book...and then Josie woke up. She is now sitting next to me playing with her doll, and I am so happy that I am "old". I live a comfortable, happy life with a wonderful family, and my best friend as my husband. So in honor of the end of 2009 I want to take some time to remember what happened this year, and show my gratitude for what I do have.<br /><br />At the beginning of the year, Jon was laid off from Enterprise-Rent-A-Car, but then shortly got a job with Chrysalis, an independent living program for mentally and physically challenged individuals. He works in a house where three guys live. He likes his job, most of the time, and since the hours are mostly evenings a weekends, it has been a blessing. In September he started his Senior year of college at BYU, he is extremely anxious to graduate in April. I am so proud of him for his hard work and persistence in his education. In August Jon became a daddy, and took on full responsibility. His fatherhood became official when Josie was 1 week old and left her stamp of approval for Jon as her daddy by pooping all over him. He is a wonderful and loving dad and he has been so willing to take her to his classes, and work grave shifts so we don't have to get a baby-sitter.<br /><br />Josie was born on August 2nd. She came into the world at 9 lbs 2 oz and she has been growing like a weed ever since. She has quite the personality, and she is one of the happiest babies. If you are ever feeling blue, you just have to talk to her and she will give you one of her contagious smiles, and talk back to you. About a month ago she decided that she didn't want to drink from a bottle anymore. We tried many different nipples, but it's a no-go! This is a problem since I work 10 hours a day (M-Th). But somehow we have managed, and again it makes it a little more bearable with her happy attitude. Josie loves to talk and experiment with her voice (even the high pitched screams). She is almost sitting up by her self, and we have started feeding her rice cereal this past week, and she loves it. <br /><br />This whole year for me has been devoted to Josie. Between being pregnant, giving birth, and then caring for her, I feel like have haven't done much else. I am very grateful for the fact that I had a healthy pregnancy, and I was able to give birth without complications, and on top of all of that Heavenly Father gave me the most beautiful, happy, and precious spirit to raise.<br />I have been working for the State of Utah for 2 years now, and although my job is frustrating at times, I am very grateful for my job and the fact that I can provide for my family. Because of my position I see TONS of Utah families that struggle with paying bills, personal relationships, and just life in general. This is an odd blessing in disguise, because I always come home so grateful for Jon, Josie, my family, my home, and the life I had growing up.<br /><br />Thank you everyone for being such good friends and a good support. Thank you for helping us in our times of need. Thank you for being such good examples. Thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing you lives with us. We love you, and look forward to spending more years with everyone.<br /><br />** Well I have finally calmed the dogs down from all the New Year fireworks, and I think it is time for me to celebrate by going to bed!<br />** I just realized that 8 years ago from tonight (this morning) Jon and I had our first kiss! :D<br />** I have some super cute videos and pictures to post, but it is too late and I will try to post them soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-87832721171259105542009-12-17T16:36:00.000-08:002009-12-31T20:46:14.907-08:004 1/2 monthsI wrote the following about 2 weeks ago and didn't finish or post it.<br /><br />Our little Josie girl is 4 1/2 months, and just the cutest thing in the world. She is the happiest baby that anyone could ever ask for. She is very alert, always smiling, and loves to experiment with her voice ... even the high pitched screams. We went to the dr. a couple weeks ago and she weighed in at 15 lbs 4 oz and 26 inches, that puts her in the 95th percentile for her height, 90th percentile for her weight, and 55 percentile for her head. She is going to be a tall skinny girl with a tiny head! She is so much like her Daddy in so many ways. She is very social and loves to talk to anyone and everyone (even when she is starving and Mommy is at work and unable to feed her).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874137725597404071.post-52633758084033564282009-11-01T14:06:00.000-08:002009-11-01T15:27:08.877-08:003 Months<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrMeXraqiIF85N1n6ij8B0x6o5aQWPavmckupALuREcmHcKQBZU7eSfPMlsy5gCQQaubuxqIz7WvsH5ndowY1_pAV3CedIy6xKyz3H0k6Doxtw7JVDAu-5hBoKNBpJRO5A7-L_FcE10xQ/s1600-h/DSC_4842.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399273453702500546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrMeXraqiIF85N1n6ij8B0x6o5aQWPavmckupALuREcmHcKQBZU7eSfPMlsy5gCQQaubuxqIz7WvsH5ndowY1_pAV3CedIy6xKyz3H0k6Doxtw7JVDAu-5hBoKNBpJRO5A7-L_FcE10xQ/s400/DSC_4842.jpg" /></a>I can't belive how fast time goes by, and how fast Josie is growing. I had a wonderful 12 weeks off of work, but then reality started again. I started back to work last Tuesday. I am so grateful that Jon has an easy schedule and he is able to watch Josie. I should be approved to work from home any day so that I can be around. Especially since Josie isn't a huge fan of bottles.<br />Last month we blessed Josie. I had worked really hard to make a blessing dress for her, and I finished at 2 am the morning off. It was a wonderful day. We had a lot of family and friends here to help us celebrate that wonderful day. Jon gave Josie a beautiful blessing, and I was happy that he didn't suprise me with a different name for her.<br />Josie is such a happy baby. She is always smiling and talking to us, and she is even starting to laugh for us! We just love watching her grow. Last week she rolled over from her tummy to her back for the first time! I was so amazed and excited. She hasn't done it again, but I keep watching. Even though I get so excited when she learns something new Im sad that she wont be so little for very long.<br />Here are some pictures from the blessing, and a few others of the cutest baby in the world.<br /><br /><div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272465966865826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6YzUx0YbWzna_TIX18CDwvHJ4ODZGoxAT9FfPaw6Wc9MvP33pcj3iFziR86YA-mLc_ByTNoPTL_tCO-6wGz-xqFbFTyd7zPyun12NR7KJ3P9dDK8pllN5XEhBWbbPfpY8mgC-SWPBMK4/s400/DSC_4814.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272844955160290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUGC7f08tOJFwTar16u4a_S0z8B-wR5VXxzsNfBrXtWXObqvvXphhtz5Hp_9PS6ZUjKFFeNkUkuFIm1bMpnEZ4bkzkIGRVlAYKBo2F7KaqJwj78kn_Gem-gzKUn3gcBsKPW-MEnlzyFmU/s400/DSC_4828.jpg" /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKkAIBXoaSR4tHsxyPSsuOPao7fdilbk-DQvhA-LbPp0WUdaTSL1Dijg29pvInEB2Zv3jkVU6kPevmcS_tBlE0MGS5umveyR4vCaR1mqmevvDkAftpC1KqwJGPUBXTr0I_zCKXv8lTjJCi/s1600-h/S5002465.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ0aNhCUnQH7UR8WidNvLNZ4Tv-V0e0aFZBCBMPh3BnF3MelYdSovdbk6CtdPAOjZMqc1uS2qEXnzwpPZMVaO04SRu6HNQxCIn55yOGOBJMa84z5H0jtHDVts1IjDqQqVKXFPRniO_HaX8/s1600-h/S5002466.JPG"></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374044516277583858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFhIsg6Dyv_nQgkeVsR3pLTVx7YK3h9IGEF4hnisQnQXcdmLKUcMggskOpa2a5jf_xpQwV1Fn02NVWi3NSDOY2hbQ_-wYakZWIYtE26OmR_JqUj8uz2SrZhmKoXWxi2AfCkI36IiOW5SrK/s400/Rachel+and+Jon+Goss+-+Temple+-+5012.jpg" /></a> Almost 9 years ago my mom introduced me to Bro. Goss, our new home teacher. He shook my hand and told me he had a son, Jon, who was my age. I didn’t think too much about it, but I did hope he was cute, especially since there were no guys in my ward my age. Jon wouldn’t be moving in until after his current school semester, but I was excited to meet him. The day came and all my friends crowded around to meet this new boy. There were 8 girls wanting his attention but somehow I was the lucky one to win his heart. I had no idea how much life would change after that Sunday afternoon when I shook his hand and said, “Hi I’m Rachel”.<br /><br /><strong>I had no idea that…</strong><br /><br />I would spend the rest of my teenage years growing into a better person because of your example, love, and forgiveness.<br /><br />You would be the standard that all other boys would be measured against.<br /><br />As I grew up and moved onto college and you on your mission that I would not be able to stop thinking of you, and hoping that our paths would cross again.<br /><br />You would forgive me before forgiveness was ever asked.<br /><br />We would have 3 first kisses. Even though all of them were memorable; 3rd time’s a charm!<br /><br />I would be happy if we were left on a desert island together.<br /><br />I would be happy being poor for the rest of my life if that meant I got to spend it with you.<br /><br />You would get down on one knee and ask me to marry you.<br /><br />We would plan our wedding together,<br /><br />We would go to the temple and make a covenant with God to cherish each other forever.<br /><br />We would make a lot of mistakes together, but that we can laugh at them today.<br /><br />Our marriage would be the best thing in my life.<br /><br />You would be my greatest support and motivation.<br /><br />We would have children together.<br /><br />You would be the one the one to make me laugh every day.<br /><br />You would be the one to dry my tears.<br /><br />You would be the first one I want to tell my news.<br /><br />You would be the one that I want to grow old with.<br /><br />You would be the one I get to make and keep traditions with.<br /><br />You would continue to be my best friend, even after 9 years.<br /><br />We would have a lot of firsts together.<br /><br />We would get to learn how to be parents together.<br /><br />Jon, I am so thankful that I have been blessed to have you in my life. I honestly had no idea that life could be this wonderful. Even at 3am in the morning when I'm feeding little Josie, life is perfect because you are next to me rubbing my feet, or dreaming about rubbing my feet. Jon, I love you so much and I continue to enjoy everyday with you. At night I go to bed excited to wake up next to you and spend another day with you.<br />-Love you FOREVERUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1