Packing?

Yes, I understand that when you move, you pack your possessions, not your children! But this was really cute and honestly, I really haven't felt like packing so I have tons of empty boxes littering my hallway just waiting to be filled with junk...oh wait, did I say junk? I meant all of our stuff that we have painstakingly collected over the last 11 years of marriage. I'm tempted to just chuck it all. Won't that be nice? But you know what? I'm sure that we probably will need the boots and coats, Abby would be really mad if I pitched the puzzles, and I guess we will REALLY need those extra rolls of toilet paper. So I guess we keep them and shove them into the awaiting boxes. I really hate moving.

Fantastic!

Don't you just love it when your very, and I mean very, picky eater tells you this at dinner:

"Mom, this dinner is fantastic!!"

Oh, that made my whole day. I guess I won't give up cooking quite yet. There is still a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I can add a few pounds on that boy. Brownies for dessert will help. He does eat those!

Not My Baby Anymore

Happy Birthday to my big guy, Kaden!

He's getting so big. He loves to walk everywhere. He claps and points and LOVES to eat just about anything. He's my little puppy dog. If I'm eating something at the table, he will walk right over to me and just stand there, looking at me with his bright blue eyes, pleading until I give him a bite! We figured that he would love his birthday cake! Yummy.

Our party ended up being quite late because of school, homework and football practice. So it was well past Kaden's bedtime by the time we got to the presents. He mostly cried. He was so tired that he couldn't even stand it. We sped through the party and sent him right off to bed. Luckily, when you are one years old you could care less! At least he liked the cake.

The First Day

I have a confession. I really, REALLY like the first day of school. It's a great day for me...oh and the boys like it too. The night before, the kids go to bed on time. And I might add happily! The morning of, they get up without complaint, get dressed, eat breakfast and brush their teeth with a smile on their faces. They are bubbling with excitement and can't wait to get to school! This is why I love the first day of school. Ah, don't we wish that everyday was as special as the first?

Josh the 3rd grader. And my 2nd grader Ethan.

Sleepy?

The other day, Abby got into something with peanuts. She must have had it on her hands and then rubbed her eyes because they got all swollen and bumpy. We immediately gave her Benadryl. Benadryl is great. It knocks her out. I'm just not quite sure why she crawled under the bed to fall asleep. I'm still trying to figure that one out. Maybe it's her father in her. From what I've been told, when he was little he would crawl under the bed and fall asleep too. At least I had two little legs dangling out so I could find her.

Down...Set...Hike

We finally took the plunge and enrolled the boys in sports. We've wanted too (if you know anything about Ryan, you would know why) for a while, but either wasn't living in a place that had organized sports, or we didn't have a second car to get them to and from practices. The planets must have aligned because we just so happen to be in the right place with a vehicle. We jumped at the first sport available. It just so happened to be football. Gulp. Kind of a big one to start with, don't you think? I would have liked to start with soccer or t-ball or something. But football it is. Can I just tell you how HUGE football is here in Texas? They practice 4 days a week for two hours a night. Is that normal? But as I'm sitting there at practices, I'm quite impressed with the coaching and all the drills that they are running with the kids. They are very organized and I hope and pray that the boys are having fun...Most of the kids on their team have at least one or two years worth of experience already under their belts. Crazy!

Here are some pictures of the boys messing around with Dad in the backyard.

Tell me again why I sit outside in 100 degree weather and watch my boys get pummled every night??? All for the sake of their manhood right? Future BYU players maybe? Oh well. They enjoy it.

Hair Cuts

I decided that Abby needed a hair cut. I'd never cut her hair, minus her bangs, and it was getting VERY long. And almost straggly. (Is that a word?) I figured that I could cut it myself. I think I'm fairly handy and resourceful...and since I was only cutting straight across her back, I figured I could manage. I think it turned out great. I took off quite a few inches. So now it's more manageable and hopefully won't get so tangled.

BEFORE

AFTER

Of course, we had the big talk about only Mommy is allowed to cut her hair. She's already cut a few pieces of her hair, luckily they blended in so you couldn't tell! It looks like she's happy and I'm happy so I think this little experiment went well.