You've had a birthday, Shout HURRAY!

Happy Birthday, Jacob! We spent the night at Nana and Papa Covey's and woke up at 6:30 am to give Jake breakfast in bed. He had a football skills competition at Weber State and had to leave early to get there. This is what we woke up to...wow, big bite, dude.

Then, the tradition in the Covey family is that you earn $100 (that's four hundred quarters or one thousand pennies or in this case, two crisp fifty dollar bills. FYI, Ulysses S. Grant is the president on the $50 bill.) Okay, back on track - You earn $100 if you reach your 16th birthday having never been kissed. Jacob is the youngest of five children in his family and the first to rise to the challenge. Wow, good self-discipline, dude. I tried to get the $100 retroactively because my first kiss was at age 18, but no can do. Oh well. Congratulations and happy birthday, Jacob.

Brotherly Love

I love my brothers. They are so talented. My brother, Collin, is basically a go-to kind of guy. He would do anything, make anything happen, and move mountains to do it if he knew that you needed it. He is a Davis boy - through and through and he loves to do a good job.

My brother, Micah, is basically a hear-to kind of guy. He writes songs that make me cry because they are so meaningful. He wrote the music to this video, which won a pencil award.

My brother, Jon, is basically a picture-to kind of guy. He documented the birth of my son, for which I am forever grateful - who gets to keep a photo essay of your child's birth besides inside your mind? He is open-minded and shares what he knows with others.

My brother, Jacob, is basically a buff-to kind of guy. He wanted to join a football league but was about 10 pounds overweight so he went on a self-imposed STRICT diet to make sure that he lost all the fat on his body so he could only have lean muscle so he could play on the football league. Then, when he went to sign up, they didn't even make him weigh in. He just wrote his weight with every ounce of moral authority he could on the sign up sheet.

My brother, Micheal, is basically a work-to kind of guy. He can do anything he sets his mind to. He has his real estate license, works for a private wealth management firm, can jump a MASSIVE wake and surfs (even while listening to country music). Mike is known to pull 80+ hour work weeks because of all his different projects. He is the man.

I am surrounded by brothers who are the best at what they do. And I'm not just saying that because I'm related to them. Being surrounded by greatness is exciting because you cross your fingers and hope that it rubs off on you.

Let's hear it for the boys. Let's give the boys a ha-ya-ya-ya-yand.

Rock Band!

We celebrated Memorial Day with a day long rock band fest. Let freedom ring, baby.

Focus is the key

We obviously put on a good show (that put Dad Covey to sleep...)

Start 'em young...

Drum stick or drumstick?

Johnny is trying to be a balanced little boy - a little bit of drums, a little bit of guitar, a little bit of singing = balance.

All Hail the Graduate

Congratulations, Katie! Occupational Therapy Studies has graduated it's finest in Kathleen Covey (the second, named after her mom). The University of Utah still gets to keep Katie around until she finishes her Master's degree - lucky ducks (Utes).

Johnny is wearing his Utah red. We dressed him in Cougar blue the entire week previous to graduation in anticipatory penance. This picture captures it all - Lance is going for the tassle and Johnny looks shell-shocked over something.

We love you, Katie!

Hometown Buffet

Last week, Callie, Camille, Catie, Nigel, Johnny Quattro and I went back to our hometown - Merced, California. It was so great to relax together, enjoy all the aspects of California that we miss so much and remind ourselves of our roots.

Here's some basic information about Merced.

Population: 79,715 (Make that 79,721 for the week we were there. Don't worry, I was keeping my eyes on the road the whole time.)

Merced is the Gateway to Yosemite - 2 hours away from Yosemite National Park.

We all wanted to move back to Merced but after a thorough tutoring session from our friend Dave, a public defender attorney of Merced, gangs are definitely thriving in my hometown. He had some crazy stories and background information about what is what in the gang scene in Merced. Not to mention the bullet hole in the flower shop window on Main Street.

Merced even has their own website

All in all, Merced rocks. My old home sweet home - 2461 White Fir Court is a testament to the crazy housing market. We went back and someone bought the house for 58% of what my mom sold it for 3 years ago. That is practically buy one, get one free, people. CRAZY.

The trip was fun - lots of eating and reading and traveling. A fun way to spend our mother's day. Mother (with taco) really is another word for LOVE.

We got to see Grandpa Dee - my dad's dad. Dee Pontius Davis is father to Dee Frederick Davis, who is father to Dee Scott Davis - my dad. Dad decided to stop the mania by naming his son Collin Scott Davis. I hope to have a little boy and name him Scott, after my dad.

Shout out to Merced and sisters' trips and mothers!

Cinco de Mayo Party

It's party-hardy time here with the Covey clan. We went to a Cinco de Mayo celebration hosted by Catie and Carlie. I think we decided that Cinco de Mayo is recognized because the Mexican army defeated the French army while the United States was tied up in its own civil war, keeping France from eventually moving north. Thanks to Mexico, we are not speaking French today. (Mais, j'aime le langue de francais parce qu'il y a beacoup de mots que j'adore en francais - par example - pomme de terre - c'est un mot fantastique, n'est-ce pas?).

It was fantastico and delicioso with fajitas, burritos, quesadillas, chips and salsa, spicy Mexican candy, pinatas, Rueda de la Fortuna (thanks, Callie) and of course - Selena, The Movie. I only watched a part of it, but can quickly see why Selena is an icon. Thanks for the party, Cate and Sue!

BYU party

We went to Abraham Ford's graduation party last week. He graduated in Finance from Brigham Young University. He shares our special affinity for that awesome place. When he made his speech at dinner, his feelings expressed about BYU were touching. I'm sure everyone feels the same way about their alma mater, but for me, it's a singular feeling for BYU (having attended 2 other schools). BYU gave me so much - front row seats for watching a National Championship Men's Volleyball team, multiple intramural championship t-shirts, recent confidence from passing my Stats 511 class (to make up for the past when the testing center used to print your score on a half sheet of paper and they might as well have added YOU ARE A BIG LOSER next to my score), and last but certainly not least - a husband. BYU rocks. Shout out to Abe for graduating. We brought some special T-shirts to celebrate.