Mission FAILED!

Oh my, I must be crazy. Seriously, what was I thinking? My fear of water does not go way because I learned to swim.
So I went to my class and for the first hour I was really trying hard to not freak out. I went under water did our simple exercises and would come back out of the water extremely relieve to still be alive. I kept telling myself, "Your ok and your doing GREAT Tasha". Keep in mind I WAS TELLING MYSELF. So finally it was time to move from the shallow to the deep end of the pool. I was fin for the first 5-10 min., but then 13 feet seemed a lot more like 100 feet to me and I sort of flipped out. Well I stared getting worried and tapped my instructor to say I am ready to go up for air. He tried really hard to calm me down and get me relaxed. He really is a great instructor and for a few minutes I did calm down. He had me looking at him and breathing slowly. Then he passed me on to Matt and whoa... Freak out time once again. I started breathing crazy and blowing bubble everywhere and so my instructor smacked me in the face. Well more like he hit my forehead with his palm of his and. It got my attention and I don't blame him one but. I needed something to distract me before I hurt myself. Well the instructor gave in to my demands of letting me go up to the top and I was so relieved. Then I burst into tears. Yes, very embarrassing. I was so disappointed in myself.
Anyway long story short. Mission to completely overcome fear of water.... FAILED. For now that is. I still got some crazy in me because I am going back tuesday to attempt it again. Maybe....
Well the good news is Matt did awesome. I am a little bummed because I really want to experience the whole swimming under water and living the life of a fish thing. But for those of you who have true phobias, I am guessing you know where I am coming from. I realize i is all in my mind, but man your mind can really cause you to think all sort of things. I know I was breathing totally fine under water. I did it for several minutes. But once my mind started running I swear no air was coming out of my mouth piece. I am so frustrated.
I will keep you updated on my mission to conquer my fear. Not that you care, but I feel better thinking you do ;)
Oh, and thanks Brandi for keeping all thoughts to yourself..... Ok I am totally calling you to see what the rest of your comment should have said. Dang you! Just Kidden.

Am I crazy?

So last year for some reason I got on a kick of conquering fears. Maybe it is because of after having two kids I felt the need to be motivated towards something. It seems I am taking one extreme to the next. Let's run through last year.
So I had not ridden a bike for years. In fact I don't even know if owning a bike for one year at the age of 8 even counts. Especially if I hardly rode it.
Where we live we see bikers everyday. I think that is what gave me the thought, "I want a bike". So I got my bike and Matt kept getting on my case about riding it. I was extremely nervous. When i finally rode the bike, Matt laughed and then he got mad. It was then he realized I was telling the truth about not really ever riding a bike. He was not too happy about putting so much money towards a nice rode bike. I had to prove him wrong. With the help of my extreme friend she talked me into taking one of my first rides on a up hill ride. For those of you familiar with Suncrest in Draper Ut. My first ride took place on the Utah county side of that hill. I almost killed myself. When we rode down the hill I almost killed myself for a second time. I made it though and then developed a love for biking. In fact before the weather got real bad I took my bike on the other side of the hill. This is the South Mountain side and I don't believe I remember any flat spots. I just remember it being a lot more steeper then the other side. That was the only time I made that ride. It was a killer. So I accomplished my fear of riding a bike and speeding down a steep hill.
My other fear has always been water. Some of my favorite sports are the water sports. This does not mean I can swim and am not scared. I hate putting my face under water. If you dunk me, I WILL slap you. I hate not being able to breath. The thought of drowning terrifies me. I have always been fine if I had a life jacket on. In all honestly I sucked at swimming because I never swam. Because I took on biking I decided I can now take on swimming. This was a 3 month struggle. Seriously it was. There were days I would totally freak myself out and have to get our of the water. I just couldn't breath. Well I didn't give up and now I actually can swim laps. Last year I swam 1 mile without stopping. For all of you who are swimmers, I know that is easy, for me it was an accomplishment.
To end my year off with a bang I entered my first Triathlon. It was just a sprint, but it took a lot of work and energy. I like to think it took even more energy then usual since it was done outside in October in the rain. Not sprinkling rain, this was a ton of rain. I looked like a sewer rat when I was done and my legs were frozen. But it was awesome.
So this year I am off looking for a new triathlon and maybe a half marathon.
Well, don't think I am going through the year without conquering yet another fear. So how is this, scuba diving. Talk about just learning to swim last year. What am I thinking. I also tend to think I am clostephobic (a word I can;t even spell) so this can't be good. I have done snorkeling and It took me a while to adjust. I wanted to freak out but I didn't. So I am wondering if that makes this scuba diving thing a bad idea? Probably, but I am a bit competitive and Matt said if I don't do it, he will still do it without me.
We will have our first dive in a pool on Saturday. I will tell you how it goes. If I make it out alive that is. I realize it is a pool. That is basically a kiddie pool compared to the ocean. Oh wait, that is more like a Barbi size pool meant for toy dolls compared to the ocean. After all the certification is over we will be using a great scuba skills when we go on a cruise next month. Please don't scare me with your comments of near death experiences while scuba diving. That will not help this situation. It will probably put me in a worse situation because I am going to scuba now, we paid a butt load, and I really don't want to be thinking of those scary experiences while I am 60 feet below in the ocean. Encouragement only please or just comment on some random thought.
Well I hope you enjoyed my crazy rambling of thoughts.!

Tate is 4!

I got very courageous when I added this picture. Especially since I have no makeup. What was I thinking?

I cannot believe how fast time flies. It is just crazy. I remember how frightened I was be a mother. I had no clue what to do with a baby. Pregnancy, I had no worries. It was when the baby was turned over to me that concerned me.
Four years later here I am with two kids I am chasing around. I am happy to say I love it and I can see the change a child brings into a persons life. To be a mother is such a rewarding blessing. It has given me opportunity to grow in ways I wouldn't be able to learn and grow otherwise. As for Tate, I could never imagine life without him. He loves having fun and is always trying to make people laugh. There are times when he tries to be funny and it just isn't funny, but I appreciate how he loves to laugh. He loves to make matt and I happy and is always concerned of he makes us mad or sad. He has so much sympathy towards people, animals and his action hero toys (lol)! I love Tate and I am so glad he broke me in to motherhood.
I hate to see him grow so fast, but look forward to the many years ahead and all the many more lessons he will teach me. Even though I feel a lot of motherhood's lessons have already involved "Patience", I have a feeling there is more lessons on patience to come. Tate will always be my precious baby boy and I love him so much.
So we went to Chucky Cheese yesterday with Tates little friend Ellie. Last minute we had to do something becuase he was so excited to turn 4. They are best buds. Well i will post pics of that event later. We also have birthday bash on Sat. with Tate's cousins. After last years mega car Birthday we decided to take it easy this year. I am even buying a cake. I am actually a little bummed because I always love the challenge. Although we still will have a theme, "Spiderman" of course!
Happy Birthday Yesterday!

Catch up!

I have really had a hard time keeping up with my motherly duties, church callings and all my blogs. Especially my family blog. Needless to say I have a ton of pics to add.
while back we decided it would be fun to take Tate to the huge tubing hill in Park City. Tate decided he wanted to take his cousin Tate along, while Matt and I decided we wanted to leave Addie behind. It was lots of fun.




A few weeks back we heard on the radio that Spiderman would be in town at the Kid Safety Fair. We had to mark our calendars. So on Saturday we got Tate and Addie in the car and took off to our family outing to find spiderman. It was packed. Everyone and their child had the same idea. Honestly though, we loved it. It was a little crowded but it was so worth seeing how excited Tate was. They also had several free events and games. So here are some pics.





Tate's favorite part....



On Sunday I actually got everyone looking decent for once. PLus everyone was on time! Addie looked so dang cute and I wanted to get a picture of her. She wasn;t making it easy. In a funny tone I told her she was being naughty. She decided to take it on herself to go to time out.
She has been so funny lately. Every time we say, "No Addie", she goes to the corner and puts her nose to the wall. It is so funny. I have a really hard time staying mad at her.



Here are some pics I did manage to take. Not that great I know. You will also notice Addie has three binkies. Let's just say she is a little attached to those binkies. Lately she freaks out if she doesn't have at east two of them.





To end our fantastic week i thought it would be fun to make cookies together. I am always hesitant to let Tate and Addie help me because they fight over who's turn it is and fight over who gets to stand where on the chair. It went pretty well, except Addie threw Flour on Tate's face, which at first he was pretty mad(Then when Matt and I laughed he decided it was funny too). Then somewhere between all the fighting and bickering I added too much of something or not enough of something else. In the end our cookies turned out horrible. The memory was great though!

Tate Chronicles. Must read if you need a laugh!

So what you are about to read is what came from Tate, my 3 almost 4 year old. Don't mistaken his word as truth or fact. I promise you he has a vivid imagination. Here are two hilarious stories you can enjoy...

Tate is now in Pre-School and loving it. Almost everyday he comes home with some homework in which we will sit down and do together. This last week Tate learned about careers and his teacher sent him home with a pretend job application to fill out. It came to one Q. That asked , "What is your mothers/fathers name?". I first asked him what my name was. Of course Tate said, "Mommy". I tried a different approach. "What does daddy call me?". Tate still said he didn't know. So I told him, "Tasha Snow".
"Oh", said Tate.
I then continued to ask him, "What is Daddy's name?". Tate again said he didn't know. So this time I asked, What does Mommy call Daddy?".
Tate then looked up and quickly said, "Stupid"!

First of all I honostly never call Matt stupid. In our home we teach Tate that stupid is in fact not a nice word. ButI have to admit it was pretty funny!


This next storey happened earlier this week.
So the other day Tate asked Matt about tithing. Matt took this as a great opportunity to teach him and so that night we all sat down while Matt taught his little lesson. He began by pulling out ten pennies. He explained that for every ten of something you have, you give ten back to Jesus. He went on to explain with ten dollars you give one dollar back to jesus, with $20 you give $2. He then asked Tate to count how many pennies he had on the table. Tate counted 10. Matt said, "I will give you those pennies if you give one to Jesus". Of course Tate said yes! Then some sort of miracle happened... or so we thought.

Tate looked up at Matt and said, "Daddy, I have a lot more money hidden in my bedroom".
"Really", said Matt. "Do should we go get it and give 1/10th of it to Jesus?".

Of course we thought Tate was really getting a hang of this tithing thing and about to share a percent with Jesus.

"No", said Tate. "I want to keep it there so it stays hidden from Jesus"!

So much for the lesson on tithe.

What you cookin?

So I had the funniest picture to take the other day, but could not find our camera. Blame it on the man of the house! So speaking of the man in the house. It is time to start to wonder about him. Usually Matt is always the one on top of things. I am always the one you can catch making silly mistakes. Not this time!
So I asked Matt to help make the kids lunch. Tate wanted chicken nuggets so I nicely told Matt to get them cookin(Can you really nicely tell a man what to do? I don't know). We the microwave had been beeping for a while telling us the food was cooked. I decided I would get the food out of the microwave. So I opened the microwave door and..... nothing was there!
"What the heck?", I thought. I turned to Matt to ask him if he even got them their food. He claimed he put it on a plate and in the microwave. I opened the microwave and informed him it was turned on, but nothing was inside.
We then searched around the kitchen for the plate of chicken nuggets. Finally I gave up and decided I would make a new plate for the kids (without Matt's help). I opened up our dish cupboard and low and behold, there was our plate of chicken nuggets.
I guess Matt got the plate out, added the chicken nuggets, put it back in the cupboard and turned on the microwave.

I guess you had to be there. I am just so happy to see Matt do something like this. I am always the one being made fun of and now it is his turn. lol

Horse'n Round!

My kids literally run to the door when daddy comes home. Matt is just the funnest dad. So I took some picks of them in action. Addie got a kick out of this.