Monday, March 31, 2008

"I thought he was going to stay forever"


We had company all last week. Travis' brother, Michael, stayed with us for his Spring Break. Apparently, my children thought one week seemed like a long time. Today, during breakfast, Triston said, "Mom, where's Michael??" I replied that Michael had to go back home to Indiana. Triston then stated, "But Mom, I thought he was going to stay with us forever!" Thanks, Michael, for being such a great helper around here and helping me with the boys! We had a lot of fun with you and I know they did too! Next year, you'll just have to drive 30 minutes for your vacay!

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Happy Birthday to Triston!



My little Triston is growing up. He turned 4 today. He woke us up this morning by coming in our room and letting us know he wanted to celebrate as soon as he could. He got several calls and even a birthday song sung to him on the phone! All the calls made him feel really good--towards the evening, my phone would ring, and he would say, "I'll get it mom", thinking he was getting another call! He waited so patiently all day, and then it was party time! We started out with a Birthday dinner that he picked out--grilled hot dogs, mac n' cheese, Cheetos, and green Hawaiian punch (which by the way--has anyone looked at mac n' cheese lately?? It looks so nasty. I just always imagine that sticky cheese "product" clogging up everything it shouldn't and then appearing on the backs of my thighs--a place it SHOULD NOT go. With that said, I still love it for some reason!). Back to the dinner- I added salad and grilled hamburgers. Next, we got to watch Triston open his presents, which he throughly enjoyed (and he loved them all--thank you everyone)...and little Jackson kept saying, "okay, my turn. Present please". (It's a hard lesson to learn, but one that is necessary!) We topped off the night with some friends, homemade chocolate cake (okay, it was from a box, but I made it from home and it was just as good), ice cream, and some American Idol. All in all I think he had a pretty good day! Happy Birthday, Triston--we love you!

Monday, March 17, 2008

Easter Activity

On Saturday, our church hosted an Easter activity for all the primary kids. We had games, an Easter Egg hunt, we got to decorate cookies, and eat pizza. The kids had such a good time, and so did I. I truly love our ward and will be very sad to leave it behind when we move.




Happy Easter!

Saturday, March 15, 2008

cutest little nephew....and one on the way!


I was so excited to get some new pictures of our little nephew, Logan! He is just the most adorable little thing, I can't wait to see you guys!

And this is my beautiful sis-in-law who is carrying another nephew--Reese, who is due to arrive on the 15th of April (I am putting all my money on the 13th!)

We are so excited for all these new little babies...of course, I mean mine too...now, since all the cousins are ALL BOYS, who's going for the first girl??


Friday, March 14, 2008

Mohawk Mania

I went to a baby shower last night, and left my two beautiful little boys home alone with their dad. Big Mistake. Here is what I came home to:








If you can't tell, Triston and Jackson are now sporting mohawks. But, they aren't even cute ones. They look like little savage children. Travis did this once before to Jackson, and I thought he realized how bad it looked. Guess not. At least I took Bryce with me. He was spared...for now.



Thursday, March 13, 2008

Travis vs. the Mailman

Travis is the toughest man alive. Today he came home early--just in time for the mailman to make his daily run. So--he went and had a "chat" with him about his earlier "proposition", which turned out to be exactly what I thought it was--a miscommunication. Actually, Travis did talk to the mailman, but was polite and just asked if he did, in fact, try to kiss me. The mailman, whose name is Tony, was extremely sorrowful and embarrassed that it was misunderstood. He said he just thought I was a nice person and wanted to tell me goodbye. Which, to me is still a little weird, but maybe that's his thing. This, of course, comes only a day after he delievered yet another package and rang my doorbell 4 times without an answer. The sad thing about this whole situation is that a sincere person just got his feelings hurt. With that said, you just never know. I will no longer be opening the door when my "big bad husband" isn't home. (He actually wanted me to say that.) Seriously though, I am grateful that I have a husband who will stick up for me and will make sure everything is okay. Thank you, Travis.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Chocolate Covered Cherry Cake

By: Cheryl Clowers


Cake:

1 package devil's food cake mix
2 large eggs
1 can (21oz.) cherry pie filling

Mix ingredients together until smooth and pour into 9 x 13 pan. 350' for 30 minutes.


Topping:

5 T. Butter
6 oz. chocolate chips
1/2 c. milk

Melt together in small pan on stove. Pour over cake (while still hot) and spread evenly.

Delish! ...oh, and make sure you hit the treadmill afterwards!

Calm Before the Storm




All is peaceful in our home...at the moment. Give it an hour or so and it'll be back in business.


Thursday, March 6, 2008

A Favorite:




Huggies Disposable Wash Cloths are one of my favorite baby products. I have used them for all three boys when they were first born to give baths until their cords fell off, and it worked great. I would lay them on their changing table, on a towel, and scrub 'em down with the disposable washcloth, then rinse them with warm water. Recently, I have found that they are good on preschoolers as well! Since having 3 kids, I have to admit, they don't always get baths every day anymore, so I have found that on those nights when I am too tired to go through the WHOLE routine, I can just plop the boys on the counter and wash away all the grime that little boys manage to find throughout the day. AND they smell good too, so I get the sense that I am keeping my children at least half way clean. Thank You, Huggies!

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Goodbye Kiss?

My mailman is a very friendly person. Apparently EXTREMELY friendly. When he delievers packages, he always rings the doorbell and waits for me to answer and then just talks about random stuff. When I am not home and packages arrive, he will put them under my doormat, walk around to the side of our home and pull the trash can in front of our door so that noone steals the package. Very nice. But it has progressed. The last time I opened the door and talked to him he handed me the package and said I looked pretty AND touched my cheek. Kind of weird, right? But I just brushed it off. TODAY, I opened the door and he proceeded to tell me his route had been transferred and he would no longer be my mailman. I thanked him for the wonderful job he has done and then he leaned in FOR A KISS!!! Obviously, I was completely caught off guard and turned my cheek quickly and he planted one on me with WET LIPS!!! This man is from a different culture and is maybe 45 or 50, so I don't know if maybe I am misunderstanding the signals, but COME ON! It should be stated that this man is not threatening, but if I start seeing him in the same aisle at Publix or in the park, I might have to think twice! What do you think?!

Monday, March 3, 2008





Today we recieved a PACKAGE in the mail! We LOVE to get mail around here, especially little guys, and this one was perfect. It had family home movies from Christmas and our family reunion, and 6 sticks of Airheads. I wasn't sure if the kids had ever had Airheads before, so I asked if they knew what they were. Triston said, "Oh! That's the kind of candy that makes your head blow up like a balloon!" After quick giggles, they each grabbed one, ripped open the wrapper, and Jackson stuck his right in his mouth. Triston, on the other hand, looked at me and asked, "Mom, our heads really won't blow up, will they?" Thank you, Nana, for the lovely package. I think we'll watch the movies tonight and eat the rest of our yummy candy!

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