I am especially grateful for all his help over the past few weeks that he has been home from school on break. He has fixed the swamp cooler, washed the windows, mowed the lawns, made dinner, done laundry, done dishes, washed the dogs, and dug sprinkler trenches. All these things that I can't do.
I am so proud of how well he is doing up at school. I know that it is very hard on him being away from us but he is working so hard to finish and he is keeping his grades up at the same time. In June Ashlee and I made a quick trip up to Idaho to see him. Ashlee had a blast, especially since she looks a lot older than she is and had a good time with all the BYU boys while on campus with Bill. On the Friday that we were there Bill was asked to student teach an accounting class for one of his professors. Ashlee went with him and several of the people thought she was a student there. A funny conversation between her and a male student up there went like this. Ashlee: Awesome shirt. (it was some racing shirt) Boy: Thanks do you race? Ashlee: No. My Mom would never let me, plus I don't have a bike. Boy: You should take out a loan and get a bike if you like it so much. Ashlee: Dude! Im only 14. I can't get a loan. Boy: You're only 14?????It is wierd when you start to go places and boys are checking out your daughter.
Ashlee with her first "Big Judd" Experience. She ate half of that thing!


My big project this summer was to put in a sprinkler system. Tugging the hose around to try to water was not working. In early Spring (in a serious moment of poor judgement) I decided to start digging trenches as it was the only "free $$" thing I could do to get the process moving. It took me two months to get the trenches dug since I lack the arm strength of my Husband and Dad who, in May came to my rescue and within two days had the rest of the trenches dug, the sprinklers lines in and working. I am so greatful for the men in my life who help me with my "man" projects. Now watering is on a timer and brainless! Yeah! And my grass is growing great now. Thanks Dad and Bill.

So now the drama... Right before her flight to Vegas we learned that Kylie's mom would possibly not be able to get a pass to meet Ashlee at the gate. So of course as a Mother I was freaking out. Ashlee has flown alone many times, but I have always dropped her off at the gate and there has always been someone to pick her up. Sure enough they did not get a pass so she had to walk through the Las Vegas airport alone. Then add to that she was at the D-gates which are the furthest away from the main terminal and baggage claim. It was that day I learned just how grown up and independant Ashlee has become. Here I was a nervous wreck, and she was calm, cool, and collected. She followed the signs and made arrangements for Kylie and her parents to meet her at her luggage carousel. I was very proud of her. 







