When in Detroit...

Detroit hosted its annual international auto show a few weeks ago. We had been hearing how cool it was for weeks prior and decided that we had to go. So thanks to our friend Lisa who watched the boys we could take our time and enjoy the event. Not being much of a car person I did not have too high of expectations, but I must admit it was very fun. The concept cars were amazing and I couldn't believe some of the new technology. One of the fun exhibits included a Ford car parallel parking itself. You would get in the car with the driver, he would pass by an open spot, and then put his arms outside of the sun roof to show his free hands while the car quickly parked itself. I only wished I had that little feature in Philly. The time I could have saved!

We also got to sit in all the new 2010s. Steve fell in love with Lexus much to our Ford working neighbor's dismay. We have to promise to really give European and American cars a chance before buying anything. (We are talking in 20 years...) The new $250,000 Bentley was incredible as well as all of the other fancy, fast cars. (See I didn't really know what I was looking at.) I did ask one of the workers about why there was a $50,000 discrepancy between two very similar land rovers. She informed me that it was mainly the $25,000 paint job. Can you believe that? That paint better be bullet proof to cost $25,000. You can buy another car with that.
So all in all, it was a very fun evening. I must admit that I pay much more attention to cars while I drive now although I'm sure that will wear off soon. The only bummer was that now Steev has a dream car. Hope the price goes down in the next ten years and he can buy that exact one:)

Playing a car video game at the Ford Exhibit


Steve posing in front of a new Ferrari.


This Lexas Sport Coupe became Steve's dream car. How practical would it be in Seattle though?

New Bentley


One of the new Lexus's--pretty car, huh. BMW claimed it had the same car for much cheaper. It was fun to hear the salesmen/women try to convince you of their product. They were good.

When in Detroit, visit the Auto Show!

Sledding

We decided to try out our new Christmas inner tube the Monday after Christmas. The boys had a great time. I thought they weren't going to last very long, but they surprised me. The only reason we left after just shy of an hour was because Donny's hands were cold. The poor kid kept pointing at his fingers and saying cold, cold. He whimpered all the way home. I felt bad. I am sure they are going to be many more fun sledding days to come, but perhaps I will have to shorten Donny's participation. I forget that he is still so little.

In another note, yes, it is freezing in Detroit although not as bad as Des Moines, Iowa or Rochester, Minnesota so I have to remember to be thankful. Sorry to my friends and family who live there. Your pictures are incredible. ( I tried to upload a sledding video, but couldn't get it to work. I am definitely not as technically savvy as I thought I was. Oh well, pictures will have to suffice, but watching Thomas and Donny sled down this fairly steep hill with a small jump at the end is something to see.)

Donny fell in the snow on his face and started crying. It was pretty sad.

Thomas was very proud of his snowman. It looked to me like it was melting into the ground, but oh well, he made it himself. Who am I to be critical?

Surgeon and Eagle Scout

After almost losing our tree off the top of the car last year, Steve informed me that last year was a fluke and that we would have no problems this year. Upon questioning him further, he told me that he was an "eagle scout and surgeon" so he "understood knots." In fact, he told me that he was the "master of knots." I must admit as we were driving home that I kind of hoped the tree fell off, but no, even though Steve was gunning it around corners to prove a point, the tree remained sturdly on top. When I told this story to my Mom, she reminded me that we often all had to put our arms outside of our van to hold our tree on top. Suddenly, I had a vivid recollection of a freezing hand and sore arm muscles. So I suppose I am glad that I'm married to the master of knots. I will definitely try to make sure that his talents are not wasted. I'm sure there are plenty of things his master knot tying skills could fix.

Dad is so Proud

Much to our surprise, Thomas lost his first tooth today. We didn't even know it was loose until last night. I couldn't believe how excited Steve was. It took all of his self control not to just pull it out. He kept saying that he could pop it out in a second, but he refrained and let Thomas do it himself. The whole thing was pretty funny. I can tell that Steve will definitely be pulling some of our children's teeth. It's only a matter of time before he has a weak moment and snatches it himself. I'm sure our children will quickly learn not to show Daddy their loose teeth unless their ready. I guess we are getting old if our children are losing teeth. Where does the time go?

Halloween

With all of the buildup before Halloween, the kids always end up wearing two or three different costumes before the actual night. I must say that Hewitt was our best trick-or-treater on Halloween night. Thomas only wanted to go around the block. He hurried home and promptly sat on our porch and gave away a lot of his candy. You should have seen the size of handfuls of candy he was giving out. The older kids had to ask me if it was okay he was giving out so much candy. I did limit Thomas to only passing out two at a time after that. I didn't want those twelve year olds thinking they were ripping him off. But Hewitt wasn't quite done after one block, so he and I and Donny went for one more block. They loved it and although very slow, Hewitt thoroughly enjoys visiting each house. He comments on the pumpkins, spiderwebs, decor, and candy.

And one quick comment--I definitely don't think I'm stealing when I eat the boys candy. I've read a bunch of commentary on this subject and I think it's ridiculous. Their candy is everyone's candy. They might think differently when they are twelve, but I distinctly remember my Mom helping herself to the Butterfinger and my Dad helping himself to the Snickers. I don't remember feeling like they were stealing at all. Ridiculous.

Apple Cider Mills

One of the things I will most about Michigan (other than the people) is visiting these amazing apple cider mills. (Why we don't have these in Western Washington is beyond me. Isn't Washington the home of the Red Delicious? Actually, maybe we do have them, but they are too far a drive. Washington is missing out though. Michigan has a great claim to best apple state as it is better at bringing fresh apples to the people.) Every September, cider mills around the state open for fresh apple cider and fresh donuts. I must add that I'm not much of a donut person, but after trying one, I was hooked. They are not normal. They don't have grease falling off them and don't taste as sugary. I love them. I have now been to four different apple cider mills this season and I have my own opinion about which one makes the best cider and donuts. It is out of control and so much fun. I'm also a huge fan of picking apples from the acres and acres of orchards. If you haven't tried it, you are missing out.

Family History

I have been on a bit of a family history kick recently as I've felt a little pressure to tell my kids stories about their forefathers and the people whom they are named after. I feel this is especially important because I've married into a family that is intertwined with the history of the Mormon church. So as I learn more about Church history, I invariably learn stories about Steve's ancestors and now the ancestors of my children. I want to make them realize what great legacies they are fortunate enough to be apart of. This has also made me increasingly curious about my own family history. This past summer I was able to interview both of my grandpas. I feel so lucky to have grown up so close to them. What wonderful men and fathers! I have been amazed at how much written material is out there about the histories of each of my grandparents. In fact, my Grandma Wells told me today that she has the written histories of each one of their 16 great grandparents. I feel like I have a lot of reading to do. While in Salt Lake City, we visited the SLC Cemetery and the Smith family plot. I also got to see the grave of my fifth Great Grandpa Baldwin which just happend to be right across the street. My goal is to organize myself in such a way as to teach my children about the wonderful men and women who immigrated to America and made great sacrifice to practice their religion.

I was also interested to learn that the Church presented President Barack Obama a multi -volume family history this past summer. (They did the same with President Bush and President Clinton). President Obama said that he was looking forward to reading it with his family. Now, if only the Church would do that for me. I guess Steve needs to become President of the United States. Forget dentistry. What are the perks in that? (Besides toothbrushes of course.)