Here, gathered in our beloved South Dakota, are a few members of our Williamson / Mattson Clan. Charles and Luella are to be blamed (be kind, they didn't know what they were doing). We're generally a happy bunch and somewhat intelligent (notwithstanding our tenuous grasp on reality). I'm also proud to say that most of us still have our teeth.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Luke and Ashley Mattson Welcome a New Baby Boy

An Addition to the Extended Family

Luke and Ashley Mattson with daughter Lydie.

Hello All,
Ashley Trump Mattson gave birth to Adam Luke Mattson on January 2.  Adam is a healthy, wonderful baby boy with two proud parents and one very proud big sister.

Luke and Ashley live in Alaska where Luke works as a civil engineer.  They enjoy living in America's last great frontier, although their families would like to see more of them - or perhaps that's the reason they life in Alaska! :)   

 Lydie with new baby brother, Adam Luke  Mattson

Adam's Relationship Chart

Welcome to our family Adam!

Our mega inversion has made the air barely breathable and highly visible.  From the Fortress' vantage point on the east bench, Utah Valley resembles an alien landscape in Pollution's canvas of red, brown, yellow and orange hues illuminated by the rays of a dying late afternoon sun.
I saw the funniest thing at Walmart this weekend. Mom asked me to take her to Lindon's Walmart to fill a prescription and pick up a few things in what she labeled a ' I'll only be a minute' half hour shopping trip.

It was just after 9:00 A.M. I was sitting in the parking lot waiting for her to come out. A gray haired grandma and her middle aged daughter exited the store. The grandma was pushing a half full shopping cart. An adult child helping her mother with her shopping wasn't anything out of the ordinary. I was there doing the same.

What happened next was the extraordinary part of this story. The grandma started running
toward her car with the cart. The daughter looked surprised. The grandmother was laughing as the distance between her and her daughter increased. She had released the little girl locked up inside her.

Then to my surprise, grandma jumped up on the back of the shopping cart and rode it like a Roman chariot down the parking lot's long decline.

"Stop. Stop!" the Daughter shouted as she ran behind trying to catch up to steady the cart. It was obvious grandma wasn't going to stop.

"Be Careful!" the daughter shouted, realizing her mother was committed to the adventure. I could tell she was aware people were watching. She seemed embarrassed.

I learned a lesson from watching Gladiator Grandma. We each have an inner child who needs to be released once in awhile. Now Its my turn to take a chariot ride down Walmart's parking lot just to remember what it was like to be young.