Father's Day gift

As most of you know I'm not a crafty person, although I try to be. For Father's day this year Lauren, Ben's sister, and I decided to get a little crafty for the gifts for the Grandpa's. I thought they turned out pretty cute and they weren't that hard. The hardest part was taking the pictures of the boys!!

I think we are going to have to do this for the Grandma's for Christmas.






I got this idea from itsagirlthing1.blogspot.com. I'm not that creative to come up with this on my own.

It's official...

Weston is now potty trained! What's funny is that he was ready and I was not. Hearing that boys are much harder than girls and not to expect him to be potty trained until he's 3, I was fine with waiting until January. Also, we have trips planned this summer - I'm flying by myself with the boys to Baton Rouge at the end of this month, driving to Salt Lake in August and Reno in August, going to Hawaii with the boys in September and Disneyland in October - so I really didn't want to potty train him until after all of our traveling.

But when he started seeing his other friends using the potty and getting treats, he decided he wanted to also. This child will do anything for candy!! He has been in big boy underwear for a week now with a few small accidents. He now even tells me when he needs to go potty with out me reminding him. He's doing so well with it, so I am very proud and happy for him. I will just have to make sure he goes to the bathroom every time we see one while we are traveling and hopefully everything will be ok.

Weston's potty training poster - I'm not very crafty, so this is what you get from me - but it worked. Every 3rd space had a picture of a piece of candy. So, when he put a sticker on that space, he would get candy. Every 30th space had a picture of a character from "CARS", so he would get a "CARS" car when he put a sticker on that space.



Weston's Candy Jar - for every 3 stickers he put on his poster, he was able to get one piece of candy out of the jar.

What - the Harber's have a post?

Yes, we haven't blogged in two years, but this year I'm going to try to start blogging again. I feel like we have so much going on that I really want to keep a record of it.

So, keep checking out page - you will no longer be seeing that "little frog" from two years ago!

Our little frog

Weston's first Halloween -

The Friday before Halloween, we went to the Stake Track or Treat. You would think that with two huge bags of candy from Costco and a pumpkin basket full of candy, that we would have enough - oh no we ran out.

Weston was a good sport and kept his hat on all night, but the feet were another story. He was taking those off every chance he could.

On Halloween night we went trick or treating with our good friends, the Brown's. They have a little girl Sienna, who dressed up as Princess Aurora (Sleeping Beauty). Check out her fancy wig - I laughed at it all night!!

Can't wait for next year!!

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Revenge on the Virgin River Rim Trail

We took a quick weekend trip to Brian Head last week. Got to see some family, ate some great food, and had my revenge on the Virgin River Rim Trail. If you look a few posts back you'll read a tale of pain and suffering on this very trail. This weekend was quite different, in fact the ride was super enjoyable. Just a quick disclaimer...we didn't ride the whole trail this time but I'm sure that if we had it wouldn't have sent me permanently to the "Hurt Locker" like last time. Not to be confused with "Davy Jones Locker" but relatively close.

Unfortunately the cold hit a bit early and most of the leaves had already dropped. It would be worth the trip to Cedar Mountain just to see the early fall color change. Team Sabrosa (minus one team member) pushed the pace so hard we didn't have much time to enjoy the scenery anyway. You know it's been a good ride when you're breathing hard and start to taste blood.

LOTOJA 2009

When I woke up in Logan at 5:00 am on Saturday I couldn't stop think about how strange it was that I had actually paid a good amount of money to torture myself in an all day event. Fortunately I had a later start time so I was able to get in a good breakfast and some last minute preparation on the bike. At the starting line there was a lot of anxious and nervous folks. I had to laugh at the guys that couldn't stop sizing up their competition. Everyone has their own way of dealing with stress; if I remember right I was singing primary hymns in my head (I Am a Child of God).

I'll spare you the details of the 11 hour ride and just say that there was a great deal of suffering that occurred in the 206 miles between Logan, UT and Jackson Hole, WY. You learn a lot about yourself in a race like this; the emotions range from the incredible feeling of joy when you finish a long steep climb, to the dark and evil places your mind goes when you're in the flats in a nasty headwind. My goal of breaking 11 hours was missed by 3 minutes. Although there where multiple times through the day that I thought, "What in the HELL am I doing" it wasn't 30 minutes after the race that I was already planning what I could do different next year to do it faster. I can't explain it, but it has to be some kind of mental illness.

I couldn't have made it without some great training partners and an awesome support crew that included Paul Harber, an my imaginary friend that was with me on the Geneva Summit and Salt River Pass. The biggest thanks goes to my sweet wife for supporting me through the last few months and not complaining about the long Saturday rides.

I'm definitely in need of a short break, but I'm sure it won't be long before I'm planning the next event.