Last night was spent in the hospital, and you'd think I was there to have the baby right? Well, luckily Ashton was not born a month early, and especially in this circumstance. Tyler and I were in a car accident last night. (You can ask him the details). I knew I was alright, my chest and ribs hurt from the impact from slamming against my seat belt, and do have skinned up knees, but I wasn't sure how my baby was. After the accident I placed my hands on my stomach, and was reassured that my child was still kicking, so I knew that nothing was terribly wrong, but I still wanted to know that he was in fact fine. So we went to the hospital, and they admitted us over night to monitor everything. It was not the most pleasant night. We tried making the most of our situation by pretending we were at some nice hotel, but I must say I did not feel the least most attractive hooked up to all my I.V.'s and in my lovely hospital gown. They make those robes so attractive, especially with your backside completely exposed.
Tyler got accustomed to sleeping overnight at the hospital on his hide-a-bed, so now we can be ready for when the baby does come. At 6:00 this morning the new nurse said I would be staying all day because they usually like to monitor you for 24 hours, but then 2 hours later they let us go. I was so happy to be out of their... safely.
So everyone, please be safe and drive carefully!
Tyler and I did not do so well at the egg toss or cow chip tossing contests, (I should mention both times were my fault due to my lack of uncordinated skills). Actually it wasn't completely my fault. Tyler almost broke my finger in attempts to practice tossing eggs, but with a rock. 
Camping in D.C. Did you ever know you can camp here? It was great... if you don't mind spiders. But I would not recommend the East side of town!!! You might get shot.
Ethan
Ashton wants to be a fighter pilot when he grows up. Hey that's what I want to be too.
Sunni And Ashton are such sleepers, but I guess that's the reason they are both so darn cute! Ashton slept the whole night.
Happy Camping!
Sherrida, Kacey, Hillary Weeks, and me.
I thought the architecture on this church was beautiful. 
So here is the newest addition to the May and Wolfe family. Weighing in at 8lb 11oz. and a lengthy 21 inches. Ashton Tyler May. He is as healthy as a sleeping ox, and cries like a lost puppy dog at a new home. Mom did great, the labor for me (tyler) was easy after I learned to count faster during sunni's pushes. Apparently a slow counter can make people upset. We were induced friday morning, and around 12:00 p.m. she got the epidural and in no time ashton came out but not without a fight.
of the ice storm. So he spent the day shoveling ice off the sidewalks and driveway. What a tough guy he is.
Musson's. I was very impressed with Mark's fancy ice skating. I think I'll wait to do that after I get rid of this belly.
Here we are at temple square with Tyler's family. We enjoyed the gorgeous lights around the temple, even with frozen toes and noses.
We had a blast snowmobiling up American Fork Canyon. I tried to take it easy, being prego, but still somehow managed to almost tip the machine over. Thank goodness for my mighty strong dad and husband, in attempts to getting my sled out, got stuck themelves 3 times.
Happy Halloween!!! So this is a little late, but I thought the pictures were funny. Tyler wanted to be a rock star, so this is my best attempt to find him an 80's cotume at the thrift store. He looks more like the guy on Wayne's World. I don't know what I am, but thought the wig was cool.
Here we are at the coldest game of the year. Now why did we not sell these tickets? I could have done so much with the money. But in all, it was worth it... every minute. It was an awesome experience. After slattering Michigan in a 49:7 scoring game, we ran down onto the field cheering. Yes, that sexy girl is not bat girl, it's me, kissing the field. You're not a true OSU fan until you kiss the end zone. Don't ask me why I had them paint a batman mask on me. I thought it was cool at the time.
