Dress Up

An Inventor, A Fire Princess, A Cheerleader, and the one who never stands still. Dress up is so much more fun when you have friends over to play with.

pre-Easter fun

For a few years now I've taken my kids to a local swimming pool a few days before Easter for an underwater egg hunt. This year we took our good buddy Vila along. We were running late (as usual) and the hunt had started and finished by the time we got there. Luckily you only have to have one egg to get the bag of treats and someone was kind enough to share with us. I threw them in the water to give H the chance to 'find' them since it was his first time.

Then we spent the next hour swimming and having the time of our lives. It was absolute madness there and it was rather hard for me to keep track of all three kids at once, but it's something I hope to deep doing.






We got our obligitory photo with the rather damp, Easter Bunny. Vila was the only one cooperating and looking at the camera. I think the fact that the boys had blue lips and chattery teeth may have distracted them just a bit.

I Hope I Never Forget...

I hope I never forget how H discovered his pockets and will walk around with his hands tucked in them. Especially the left hand tucked into the pocket on the front of his shirt.

I hope I never forget how H says, "I wuv oo"

I hope I never forget how he hunches his shoulders down , or positively dances and giggles with delight when I finally figured out what he wants and am getting it for him.

I hope I never forget the way he grabs my face with his little hands to give me a squeeze or a very open mouth kiss.

I hope I never forget how H tries to copy every movement of G's, often looking over and checking if he's got the hand placement just right.

I hope I never forget that H's new favorite shoes are his snow boots, and I'm pretty sure it's because G's favorites are his cowboy boots.

I hope I never forget how exciting it is to hear him say new words like El-fin (elephant), boots and mow (meow).

I hope I never forget how cute he is when he tries to say all the animal names and sounds in one of his favorite books.

I hope I never forget how excited he is to see a dog (as long as it's behind a fence), a horse, a choo-choo, or Wolverine or Spiderman stuff.

I hope I never forget how amazing it is to watch him run and jump and play. His little body can do so many things and he has no fear!

I hope I never forget how funny it was the first time he tackled and pinned his big brother.

I hope I never forget how excited he is when daddy comes in the door at night.

I hope I never forget how happy I am that my two boys have started really playing with each other.

I hope I never forget how much H LOVES stickers.

I hope I never forget how truly blessed I am to be the mother to these fantastic little boys.

St Patrick's Day

I'm not very good at Holidays. I love them, but I'm really not very good at planning ahead for them and they always seem to sneak up on me, then it doesn't seem worth the effort. When the holidays are over and I read about all the cute things other people did to celebrate, I have guilt.

One of my other excuses is that my kids are so young and don't really know what is going on anyway. Silly I know. As I am reminded whenever I read my cousins blog, now is when I should make the magic for them.

Rather than worry myself about what I don't do, I tried to focus on what I can do. Today, what I could do was green breakfast and St. Patrick's day socks.

G dressed himself today...

If you take a boy to a play...

One of G's very favorite series of books is the 'If You Give...' series. We had the opportunity to get tickets to go see a live production of 'If You Give a Mouse a Cookie...' I debated weather or not to get the tickets since it was down in Orem, didn't start until 7:30 pm and G's bedtime is 8 pm. I went back and forth and eventually decided that it was a good opportunity for a special experience (that we could actually afford) that he would really enjoy.

Rather than keeping H up late as well, we only got two tickets and decided that K would take him, since he usually misses the fun things with the boys. So we dressed G in his jammies, made sure he had his stuffed Mouse that he got for Christmas and snapped a picture before they took off. I sent the camera with K and asked him to please, please remember to take pictures for me.

H was so sad that he couldn't go too.

G was so very excited to be there. K said he did pretty good for the first part of the play but got pretty tired by the end. I don't think it helped that he was having some kind of allergic reaction in one of his eyes and had a rash on his face.

On the way out kids had the chance to give high fives to the actors. G was excited to see them, but not willing to ge a picture with them. He was ready to go home and get to bed.

The car ride home put G right to sleep and when I tranferred the sleepy boy from the car to his bed he mumbled about how happy he was. Moments like that just squeeze my heart.

The Shoe

I can't remember who it was now, but I asked one of my boys to throw my shoes in the shoe box and this is where it ended up. It was amazing :)

Books

Today the boys decided they needed to take every. single. book. off the bookshelf and give me a new floor covering. Wasn't that sweet of them?

Spaghetti Disaster...I mean Dinner

Daddy goes out of town for work sometimes. Mommy likes to keep things simple when that happens. She just doesn't have the energy to argue about food when there's no backup help. She often ends up making spaghetti since that is something both boys will eat.

Seems like the perfect recipie for a nice simple dinner, right?

Boy number one who helps set the table:

Boy number 2 who picks juice for the drink:

Add some plates of spaghetti and Voila!

...oops. .

I guess I should serve spaghetti in bowls from now on

Fun with Hats

Things the boys do with dad while mom is away...

Potluck

Our ward has a bi-monthly potluck lunch. We meet at the church, share food, let the kids run wild playing together and sometimes get to play games. We have a pretty lively group and we usually end up with pretty tasty lunches. Here are few pictures I snapped while we were cleaning up one day. The boys were sitting up on the table and would laugh like crazy when I tried to 'get' them with the vaccuum. Have you ever seen such cheesers?



Later that night K and I took the boys to a shoe store so K could get some new running shoes. The boys were in heaven running up and down ramps and trying on the sample shoes. I think H has some real fashion sense.

Shopping

This is how the boys like to spend their time when we go shopping. H thinks he's too big for the seat part now and wants to be in the basket with G. G is only in the basket after he runs away once too often and I feel a need to contain him. It puts a damper on how much I can buy since there's not much room after two boys fit in, but K probably likes that part of it.