tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59449248661743728582024-02-21T20:39:08.817-08:00April Showers Bring May Flowersaprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.comBlogger108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-44657007410627955222010-03-16T20:45:00.000-07:002010-03-17T08:05:40.652-07:00It's Been Awhile<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip38QmVD15JP-svPXd_1xwHM_pRdE5QuN7NPYYX3AQFnKI7cyG5W8pA0l4Uk833sqw8zYil8f9AjQmpIwMLZhVSYebxA5fYOUVVDDkmTIv1qGkwDUNMHtaS0REuEDhWjEj935HFsGUCgo/s1600-h/February+2010+153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip38QmVD15JP-svPXd_1xwHM_pRdE5QuN7NPYYX3AQFnKI7cyG5W8pA0l4Uk833sqw8zYil8f9AjQmpIwMLZhVSYebxA5fYOUVVDDkmTIv1qGkwDUNMHtaS0REuEDhWjEj935HFsGUCgo/s320/February+2010+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449444111847193570" border="0" /></a>I know I know. Blogging has taken a backseat to many, many things.<br />But, as an update--things are good here.<br />The first five months of pregnancy were not so good for me. Many things got missed. I was just really really sick a lot. Taking care of Carse was all I could handle, and sometimes I did not feel like I was even doing that very well.<br />I definitely have a 2yr old now. He talks and talks and throws fits and has a mind of his own. (where would he get that)<br />We are having a girl--her name is Reese:0 I am just over six months now-- of course I look like I am eight!<br />J and I celebrated our 5 yr anniversary this month! Best 5 years of my life and it just keeps getting better.<br />Some of my fav Carson phrases:<br />"I am big Mama"--then he smiles "You are bigger too mama"-- thx I needed that.<br />"I broke my brakes"--repeated over and over and over and he races around pretending to be a train<br />"I wuv you too"<br />And... he loves to look at Justin or I and ask "Are you happy momma?"aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-75752590469208947392009-11-13T18:46:00.001-08:002009-11-13T18:57:33.326-08:00Our journey to grow our family<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZj2_EWB1M6ICKshIYL5MM7WVLNm1azkxHyRcSDtviOZYFBUBmeB3WtUFdq5VyCvTW5hMyAqM2SlZiE1lARyI13nB1FyYsatm8P5mEaS3IisY0Gb83WdKIfIQbMYt2G7npHZbc4dMXwBg/s1600-h/blastocyst2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZj2_EWB1M6ICKshIYL5MM7WVLNm1azkxHyRcSDtviOZYFBUBmeB3WtUFdq5VyCvTW5hMyAqM2SlZiE1lARyI13nB1FyYsatm8P5mEaS3IisY0Gb83WdKIfIQbMYt2G7npHZbc4dMXwBg/s320/blastocyst2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403785342487829714" /></a><br />This may look like a blob to most of you...but this is science at its finest! Despite a huge roller coaster and tons of close calls--we have been blessed with being 2 for 2 with invitro success. Truly truly amazing!<br />I am now almost ten weeks along--a couple more weeks of high risk and shots and I am due June 20th!<br />For those of you who have been there holding my hand, listening to my tears and praying alongside us-- THANK YOU! <br />We started this process with nine embryos. The doctor told us most assuredly that with nine frozen odds were in our favor. We thought it might take us a few times but all would be well. The morning of the "transfer" we received a call. Out of nine, 5 did not grow at all. Out of the remaining 4 --3 started to grow and then stopped. There was ONE that was in poor condition and they were wanting to push it as far as they could to grow it one more day and hope it reached fair condition so we could try to transfer. We were advised to be realistic. I as crushed.<br />The next day we were surprised to hear that TWO had actually started to hatch themselves (weird I know) and we decided to transfer both. <br />Well, despite a few more scares... I am here to tell you that we have truly been blessed and I can't wait to meet our new little guy or girl!<br />(I do have to remind myself almost hourly how bad I wanted this so I can tolerate my extreme nausea!) But, having Carson reminds me that it is ALL WORTH IT!aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-56856585088511812682009-09-26T23:59:00.000-07:002009-09-27T00:07:38.864-07:00EvidenceBy now all readers of my blog probably know a bit about Carson's obsession with cars. He spends a lot of time sitting in any car and driving.<br />The other day I unloaded the groceries while he sat in the car. He was so happy, I proceeded to put them away as well. As I looked out the door, his head disappeared. Only to reemerge a few seconds later to reveal this:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYNlbSMoO8gyQd5vzTwQnGk1Mhc3PWveoEq1UyjJkhj2HIgfR0P4bfEDYIWWqv314ZqziQO_D-cbZh8tuM2yJ_vT6hnX3NWve3ZtBNPfJcxanFxEHJqQloWL4Xtfh5DqKJg1V35vXRCU/s1600-h/kdk_1936.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386039333939622370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYNlbSMoO8gyQd5vzTwQnGk1Mhc3PWveoEq1UyjJkhj2HIgfR0P4bfEDYIWWqv314ZqziQO_D-cbZh8tuM2yJ_vT6hnX3NWve3ZtBNPfJcxanFxEHJqQloWL4Xtfh5DqKJg1V35vXRCU/s320/kdk_1936.jpg" /></a><br />I am afraid we may have another Diet Coke addict in the family to my non carbonation, absolutely no caffeine drinking husband's dismay. Although this may look bad, I assure you. I don't leave but a drop in the cans.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0z5kD7U6BNDnxcsjmc-ppSOrtrHMA1M6HPx6oxof_RAMQCB94-aUATrY7oOxLqcnPWbozi7yusQr_RJIwxRj2JH_hpFQ2-GaNxlUwf6aHm5b2tUHkjwoyIIxBxAPwik4aA4vo8JysljM/s1600-h/kdk_1937.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386038882473990962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0z5kD7U6BNDnxcsjmc-ppSOrtrHMA1M6HPx6oxof_RAMQCB94-aUATrY7oOxLqcnPWbozi7yusQr_RJIwxRj2JH_hpFQ2-GaNxlUwf6aHm5b2tUHkjwoyIIxBxAPwik4aA4vo8JysljM/s320/kdk_1937.jpg" /></a><br />A similar occurrence happened in the garbage can last week. Oh my! Kinda gross.<br /><br /><div></div></div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-63729184896481559072009-09-24T07:34:00.000-07:002009-09-24T07:35:16.049-07:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I love you, Shawn! :)<br /></span></span></span>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-24309496802788987712009-09-21T13:45:00.001-07:002009-09-21T13:47:27.840-07:00I love you Stinky Face<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHiyOSbOzxySq7PeVBhnmjxiuK037yTndTo4iwY8rELR-tEUSWMwjltWMIbjqlPsIWANagbMbPN1g-KOptsY8AGZvsl85As3Bx60W7SOl8WPzwurF7YDoXiVTdeVcEienFQzRzPcL9iA/s1600-h/stinkyface.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384024862339496626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHiyOSbOzxySq7PeVBhnmjxiuK037yTndTo4iwY8rELR-tEUSWMwjltWMIbjqlPsIWANagbMbPN1g-KOptsY8AGZvsl85As3Bx60W7SOl8WPzwurF7YDoXiVTdeVcEienFQzRzPcL9iA/s320/stinkyface.jpg" /></a> Carson and I go this at the library last week. I highly recommend this story. Maybe I am a bit emotional, but I can't get through reading this out loud without getting choked up.<br />I am thinking it is worth buying!<br /><div></div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-19943113861966864162009-09-10T06:57:00.000-07:002009-09-10T07:15:13.850-07:00Lots Of Updates<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmrqTTEiKMqyLn3hXXx7tO2lhTwphcrdgPw5Pddf1uBsGXcQUpoHB7QFx-F4ut71sKyUU55ilAgh0tOKobGa0Twgxn0FY22xh4bz1o40hlXbdjvTddwf8Fdmp9EIzfyVOrz9LSxFJ-zW4/s1600-h/kdk_1742.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmrqTTEiKMqyLn3hXXx7tO2lhTwphcrdgPw5Pddf1uBsGXcQUpoHB7QFx-F4ut71sKyUU55ilAgh0tOKobGa0Twgxn0FY22xh4bz1o40hlXbdjvTddwf8Fdmp9EIzfyVOrz9LSxFJ-zW4/s320/kdk_1742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379837839621791330" border="0" /></a>First off, having a toddler in the house is more fun than anything I have ever experienced. I can't imagine not having one EVER! This pic is because Carson became obsessed with some little red foam pad that was in Daddy's computer box. It even became a pillow on the front porch, he washed the floor with it, and put Kitty on it as well.<br />Oh, you may not have met Kitty yet. He is a member of the family now. Don't worry, our allergies prevent a real kitty. But my mom brought this on her trip for Carse and he eats, sleeps and plays with him. It is a good thing he washes well, he took a chocolate milk bath yesterday.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvKlNzf6vfW07wRfSLAE9yljw4u_zJVHz0KyuX_xcHIxlqjr3Nw0PdV44doqXqtSrsiCK__0zBXBVRACABLdsZK_9mi3olU42uKrDoEzQuCVFQdMybD2U2QaYaXP3WojjYcld9y1ngU0/s1600-h/kdk_1725.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvKlNzf6vfW07wRfSLAE9yljw4u_zJVHz0KyuX_xcHIxlqjr3Nw0PdV44doqXqtSrsiCK__0zBXBVRACABLdsZK_9mi3olU42uKrDoEzQuCVFQdMybD2U2QaYaXP3WojjYcld9y1ngU0/s320/kdk_1725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379838762263546162" border="0" /></a><br />We have had many adventures in the last couple of weeks. We went to the Bennion Ranch and then the May cabin. Carson loves it and travels so well!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin1PRIvSIMlpGLAbtRe-qugoTGNSmty7OCMjhjq1TQVTXIfh7tJRyRXHvkygSsVjVvvKAlpEalpS0XV5naTvDeB8Yp4IlfenUQ_rDaJbNleJFtGwMUNcg5Pl6eLsIpbprb91HT4tGs3Dw/s1600-h/kdk_1731.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin1PRIvSIMlpGLAbtRe-qugoTGNSmty7OCMjhjq1TQVTXIfh7tJRyRXHvkygSsVjVvvKAlpEalpS0XV5naTvDeB8Yp4IlfenUQ_rDaJbNleJFtGwMUNcg5Pl6eLsIpbprb91HT4tGs3Dw/s320/kdk_1731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379839812565097506" border="0" /></a>Carson also has an excellent internal clock. This is him at 5:40 everyday. He knows Daddy will be home anytime. Sometimes Daddy does not get home until 6:00. It is the longest 20 minutes of the day.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n11RmXESHFZjuwk-uAwr7A6obq2XV9jljftNgmRl2m5OwZ_LoUfa1M0GRM_QQhMoCFK_E2hFEaAxYZqNFofhoM5WK78VR94hpr6wvcG9W0TdbA5l-0l0ohNNqIBblkaKtGDVQo61KLA/s1600-h/kdk_1732.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n11RmXESHFZjuwk-uAwr7A6obq2XV9jljftNgmRl2m5OwZ_LoUfa1M0GRM_QQhMoCFK_E2hFEaAxYZqNFofhoM5WK78VR94hpr6wvcG9W0TdbA5l-0l0ohNNqIBblkaKtGDVQo61KLA/s320/kdk_1732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379840431033492274" border="0" /></a>Carson's driving obsession continues. It has extended to motorcycles and helicopters. But NOTHING Tops the "Big Red" that Grandma Bennion got for all of the grandkids. The entire time at the ranch and cabin he was wanting to drive. We ended up taking him on two drives that last around two hours and finally getting him to fall asleep.<br />He is now obsessed with keys as well. Well, he realizes you need those to drive. So, he pretends to reach in his pocket and pull out a key and drive anything that resembles handlebars or a steering wheel.<br />Yesterday I watched him put my car key in his pb&j sandwich and turn in over and over making a motor noise. We also spent a very long time looking for my car key which ended up being in the silverware drawer:)<br />I have so many stores of my entertaining little guy! I wish I could record every moment and spend my retirement years watching them over and over!aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-69088503617657097162009-08-19T17:45:00.000-07:002009-08-19T17:53:27.891-07:00Hot Air Balloon FestivalThis post would be a perfect opportunity to put up a really gorgeous picture of a hot air balloon, but that is not to be. Let me tell you why.<br />About 7 years ago I went to the Eden Hot Air Balloon Festival. I loved it! So, for the past 7 years I have tried to go and it usually corresponds with hunting season and does not work out.<br />Well, this year my mom was in town so J went hunting and I excitedly planned going to the Festival. It was Friday and Saturday.<br />We passed up Friday for various reasons and woke up at 5am on Sat morning to make the 1 1/2 drive to Eden. Woke poor Carse up and packed in the car for the day.<br />The lightning and driving rain would have turned most people around. But not us. I figured it would clear up. I was determined and if anyone has seen me in that mode... you would understand.<br />Got lost a few times. Ended up in Eden around 7:30am. No balloons. Talked to a sweet kid who told us to come back at 6:30pm as one balloonist was going to launch NO MATTER WHAT.<br />Drove all the way home. Carson was loving the ride. Went home took naps and drove BACK UP. It was sunny and beautiful.<br />Arrived at 6pm. Waited, waited, waited. No balloons. At 7:30pm I went and spoke to a pilot who said it was not going to happen. But, they would try for a balloon glow at 9pm. The music was horrible and the vendors were all at a different location(weird planning). <br />So, we made the drive back. Stopped for a concillatory peach frozen yogurt and tried to make it back before dark.<br />No balloons. It was so beautiful up there I am trying to convince my husband to sell our house, buy a lot and camp year round until we can afford to build up there.<br />I guess I will try again in the next 7 years.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-16227152635248569782009-08-14T08:29:00.001-07:002009-08-19T17:45:17.841-07:00Direct Order from my Etsy Shop<a href="http://trendybendy.etsy.com">www.trendybendy.etsy.com</a>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-54308239684530664052009-08-09T11:55:00.001-07:002009-08-10T06:34:28.743-07:00trendybendyWhat I have been up to?? Well, a lot of sleepless nights and quick dinners as I start my small business... <br /><div>The website and etsy are in the works, but in the meantime I have a few designs on <a href="http://www.trendybendydesign.blogspot.com/">http://www.trendybendydesign.blogspot.com/</a></div><br /><div>I will also be hosting an open house in the near future--(tentatively, August 17th)I am offering interchangeable watch bands, watches, and bracelets at a reasonable cost.</div><br /><div>It is so much fun-- </div><br /><div>I also just got picked up by Seasons Boutique on 10600 South and State --across from Southtowne Mall. They are selling my designs there--so make sure and stop by and check them out.</div><br /><div>Let me know if you would like to host a party --people can pick their own watches or make them as well.</div><br /><div>I am so excited about this new venture--all profits made go to invitro round #2--so we can try and get Carson a sibling (he is getting much too spoiled all by himself)</div><br /><div>Thanks for your support! Tell your friends (website should be up and running by Friday)</div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-10531506233058171812009-08-06T22:56:00.000-07:002009-08-06T23:04:29.522-07:00Washington Trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYNVmSs4QdL4S0sghaBmzRSqErA5XLhbFduaSSCAKp2-tAhfYaiifvHnq5_QCgPc6xWVSFD0ZA8LDx1ZVjk4beJOWyr9_Qns1E4sMSo_oQbtS-fEIxty-RQJgFVitjJjmIYawLAddZ2FM/s1600-h/kdk_1242.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367097066079575778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYNVmSs4QdL4S0sghaBmzRSqErA5XLhbFduaSSCAKp2-tAhfYaiifvHnq5_QCgPc6xWVSFD0ZA8LDx1ZVjk4beJOWyr9_Qns1E4sMSo_oQbtS-fEIxty-RQJgFVitjJjmIYawLAddZ2FM/s320/kdk_1242.jpg" /></a> This was take #543...amazing huh? The other pics are funnier, with parents arms in, Carson crying because he didn't want to share the wagon, I think there may have been a bit of pinching, kissing, and grabbing.<br />From left to right- Shawn Jr 4 yrs, Baron 9 mos, Xarik 14 mos, Carson 18 mos, and Brooke 4 mos. While they look like we dosed them with Benadryl for the pic, it was actually quite a busy time with all these babies.<br />We all went camping and it was a blast! I was impressed with how well Carson did sleeping in a tent but I should remember he is his father's son and if he is outdoors he is happy.<br />He tried so hard to keep up with his cousin and ended up with a forehead full of bruises, a scraped up chin, and no skin left on his knees. At one point he had such a huge bruise on his forehead we were calling him Cyclops. But he was not deterred and had a great time!<br />Usually you go to Wash for milder weather, but temps reached all time records of 109 degrees with lots of humidity and not much air conditioning. Thank goodness for the hot tub turned "cold" tub or we would have all fainted.<br />While it was hectic, it was so much fun having all the boys together. And Brookie of course. She will either be spoiled rotten or one tough cookie... we are waiting to find out!aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-38748635445873471832009-07-30T10:47:00.001-07:002009-07-30T10:49:04.388-07:00Washington<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhypJAn9At-OOnf0T3Nct7CAD6W6T1z37FX4QR4UBVDC9nMwRAKx0TJrqTSblKXmMKqmR8BkpomM00k4IS1nj1zOpdE4b6k9VpQKRAX-HnnIESQZXZ3sNugtC-_4TT-BL-RHF6syUfu8nc/s1600-h/shawnshouse.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364311441419516882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhypJAn9At-OOnf0T3Nct7CAD6W6T1z37FX4QR4UBVDC9nMwRAKx0TJrqTSblKXmMKqmR8BkpomM00k4IS1nj1zOpdE4b6k9VpQKRAX-HnnIESQZXZ3sNugtC-_4TT-BL-RHF6syUfu8nc/s320/shawnshouse.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Washington has been great so far but it is HOT HOT HOT! Extreme temperatures and no air conditioning.</p><p>More later--ready to go jump back in the sprinklers.</p>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-88364604161185503892009-07-22T06:46:00.000-07:002009-07-22T06:57:20.773-07:00Finches<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-rxwbrOMcMMFIZk2wF5uJS7fTyVEfaeP1GvqSf12JZz6ihpJE5xj7WxYjrFL8ONH16P9ouQlih8_Ztdw1LrREg6EovEL-uejMjf-RbdBjWxcFmbFO3N29-WW02IagGGs5aELvNze3F0/s1600-h/July+2009+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-rxwbrOMcMMFIZk2wF5uJS7fTyVEfaeP1GvqSf12JZz6ihpJE5xj7WxYjrFL8ONH16P9ouQlih8_Ztdw1LrREg6EovEL-uejMjf-RbdBjWxcFmbFO3N29-WW02IagGGs5aELvNze3F0/s320/July+2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361280907477857810" border="0" /></a>The kids, not the birds.<br />This summer we have been able to have Faith and Jonah over on Wednesdays. It has been so much fun!<br />I find myself looking forward to Wednesdays more and more. Faith is almost 8 and Jonah almost 7 and they are a blast! Plus, they are so helpful with Carson... and he stays very entertained. We were even blessed with the company of Jake (12) last week since we went rafting and I guilt tripped him into coming.<br />Anyway....we do something different every week. The first few weeks it rained but amazingly the rained stopped during our outings.<br />We went to:<br />Wheeler Farm<br />Gardner Village for Petting Zoo and horse rides<br />Lake and rafting<br />We also have craft time and journal time during Carson's nap. The kids each have a journal where they draw pics to record all the things they did. Faith likes to include EVERYTHING.<br />The pic below is of her going "Podey".... yes, those are her underwear around her ankles. So funny!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7NLaqJqV-lvNvDsOLhr1qWhw-LbVxGWYezmn4YwZRudW6BqG30TuT1BIFuB7K7HmxlbvPAct-JZkgQcIsghMrzOAlqwFapQ_PLGw6gng2OGwfcUGX7bv_Chv3meiOWUComASzEjt0Mg4/s1600-h/faithpic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7NLaqJqV-lvNvDsOLhr1qWhw-LbVxGWYezmn4YwZRudW6BqG30TuT1BIFuB7K7HmxlbvPAct-JZkgQcIsghMrzOAlqwFapQ_PLGw6gng2OGwfcUGX7bv_Chv3meiOWUComASzEjt0Mg4/s320/faithpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361283122438037250" border="0" /></a>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-8475251737161504382009-07-14T13:35:00.000-07:002009-07-14T13:43:43.996-07:00Thank Heavens for Broken Dishwashers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZdu4KESo34fsXhU6Uq_srMnsdjSgtwfYxpOR7gdMNcTix-uUoCvPbnH82ILPgukpxXpDPDPa0YoH9F9D_faNPLxv-cdZ4uyHKeqjI4QX54ILyNXhW_3T0SfRDrvVL42XhJBKy541HZJM/s1600-h/kdk_1177.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358419252141677202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZdu4KESo34fsXhU6Uq_srMnsdjSgtwfYxpOR7gdMNcTix-uUoCvPbnH82ILPgukpxXpDPDPa0YoH9F9D_faNPLxv-cdZ4uyHKeqjI4QX54ILyNXhW_3T0SfRDrvVL42XhJBKy541HZJM/s320/kdk_1177.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I most always try to find the silver linings in things. But the fact that our dishwasher broke about two months ago and it is not on our immediate priority list to get a new one--I was not so happy. </div><br /><div>I realize this is not the worst thing to have happen. After all, the first place we lived after we were married we did not have a dishwasher. Of course, we worked all day and really only needed to wash dinner dishes and had the time to do it together. Now, I feel like it is an endless battle.</div><br /><div>Of course, today changed that. This last week I have been letting Carse pull up a chair and "help". I am not sure if the clean dishes are worth the pile of water on the floor and on him but how he loves it.</div><br /><div>Today I had a big pile and I was going to wash them during naptime. Carson had other plans. With all of his strength he began pulling the chair to the sink. So, we started washing.</div><br /><div>He actually was a big help today. He was very serious about getting all the bubbles off and laying them on the towel. I would then proceed to turn the dish upside down on the towel. Well, it only took him a moment to realize what I was doing and he began putting them upside down and then beaming at me with the biggest look of pride on his face.</div><br /><div>Thank heavens for broken dishwashers or I may have missed teaching my kid how to help mommy with dishes and that look of pride that will make me smile all day.</div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-27769824968821822392009-07-13T13:50:00.001-07:002009-07-13T13:54:46.168-07:00Still Catching Up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCcL4i9uS6KNUn7Qp14-ruFZCzgszIB4fpqqEffMa9B2f5ZCzUcfkuWxaLhb8rPes7MWuXaTG1kOfF0N2UX1Ld0qUhkeQCcbQUUmO9uJ2FTuFTrwB-lsQZyvZeAFb4ACttgI1SdrCdzgs/s1600-h/4thofjuly2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCcL4i9uS6KNUn7Qp14-ruFZCzgszIB4fpqqEffMa9B2f5ZCzUcfkuWxaLhb8rPes7MWuXaTG1kOfF0N2UX1Ld0qUhkeQCcbQUUmO9uJ2FTuFTrwB-lsQZyvZeAFb4ACttgI1SdrCdzgs/s320/4thofjuly2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358050027802334194" border="0" /></a>Spent the 4th with the buffaloes this year. Eatin' em, admiring 'em and taking pics with them on Grandpa Marks' farm.<br />The whole May fam was in town for Marlo's funeral. It was nice to get all of the great grandkids together for the first time.<br />I got to spend some time riding around on the Rhino with the kids. No, folks, do not worry Mark has not purchased a real rhino at any auctions as of late. However, it is a fun vehicle to ride around the farm on. I think I may have had more of a blast than the kids.<br />Unfortunately, J and I had been up all night the night before cause Carson was not feeling well...so we were in bed before the fireworks.<br />But this is Utah, so 4th of July #2 is only weeks away!aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-65012532213015812672009-07-10T06:48:00.001-07:002009-07-10T07:01:22.986-07:00Grandpa May<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQdekezDBy9jTWsgpGem-mFsqIbMHTgTJ_NsKXWwhtbXnbTMAuHK5nI-CoabIUA32qfomi2JzjJIfPNyPL7luS-QpbOmVUvB9Svk9i50Z2_4yBf0OuRh-mphkq6HcxkanuXNV0cJ-LiU/s1600-h/DSC06354.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgQdekezDBy9jTWsgpGem-mFsqIbMHTgTJ_NsKXWwhtbXnbTMAuHK5nI-CoabIUA32qfomi2JzjJIfPNyPL7luS-QpbOmVUvB9Svk9i50Z2_4yBf0OuRh-mphkq6HcxkanuXNV0cJ-LiU/s320/DSC06354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356828238840467778" border="0" /></a>Grandpa May passed away on July 1st, 2009. After beating cancer over the last couple of years, I have to say this came as quite a shock.<br />But I know he was ready. He missed his son Brian so much and he also knew we were all taken care of here.<br />Even during his times of pain, when he worked really hard to be ornery--a kiss to his bald head would bring that smile you see above.<br />Justin has so many memories and wonderful stories to tell about his grandpa. One of my favorites was one he told me while we were dating. Apparently shortly before Justin met me, his grandpa asked him why he wasn't married yet. Then Grandpa said, "Well, you better hurry up and get married or else you will turn into a grumpy old *$@!* like your (insert name here)!" Justin was so shocked to hear his grandpa curse that he never forget that. Thanks, Marlo, you may have helped push him towards my direction. He definitely never forgot that advice.<br />I don't think I can adequately express how great this man was. I only knew him for the last five years and he completely won my heart over.<br />I think for the most part you can evaluate a life by someone's "fruits" as they say. Well, spend some time with the May family and you will see the "fruits" of Marlo. Then, you may have a glimpse of what an incredible man he was during his time on Earth.<br /><br />WE WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH, GRANDPA MARLO!<br />(I guess it is time for Carson to grow some hair now--he doesn't need to stay bald to make Grandpa feel better anymore)aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-67214189278669499912009-07-08T06:43:00.001-07:002009-07-08T06:58:01.990-07:00Father's Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNTSvaiAcQC7LN-MxyLggRp5RN2HXRmLn9lCRE8KIIQc0qAPoh7M26e-iSuJ7pnjhfU3qMGWzY0-GLdH1soIpJHAp_Kv6zizWWqeQXlugvSJpetpYVMB9LBKDJniffrzGgY1Ayd_KU2Q/s1600-h/July+2009+113.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356084746357207890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNTSvaiAcQC7LN-MxyLggRp5RN2HXRmLn9lCRE8KIIQc0qAPoh7M26e-iSuJ7pnjhfU3qMGWzY0-GLdH1soIpJHAp_Kv6zizWWqeQXlugvSJpetpYVMB9LBKDJniffrzGgY1Ayd_KU2Q/s320/July+2009+113.jpg" /></a> I am very behind on blogging, but I would be remiss if I did not take a minute to talk about Justin's second Father's Day. As you can see from the pic, he apparently was getting a lecture from his adoring son. Carson was so proud to give daddy his present and the picture he drew.<br />When I met J, he seemed like he was good at just about everything. Hard working, he could build and fix just about anything; intelligent, computer genius; dedicated, loyal, so honest, selfless, kind.<br />Because of these qualities I could not wait to call him my husband. Of course, he took that new responsibility seriously and in his usual way became the best husband anyone could ever ask for.<br />But, it wasn't until Justin became a father that I saw him reach his true potential. When I was pregnant I remember my stepdad saying "Boy, that kid is going to be so lucky to have Justin as a dad."<br />He is so patient with Carson. Their mutual awe of each other is something that I get to witness daily. Already they have such a bond and communicate with each other in a way I will probably never "get". Rare is the moment that those two are together and they are more than two feet apart. I think that each of them experience their greatest moments of joy together. Just being around each other they ooze pure happiness.<br />One of my favorite quotes is by David O. McKay "No amount of success can compensate for failure in the home."<br />Justin lives that quote. He has many goals in life and will do a great many things. I just hope that everyday he can realize he has already achieved so much in his greatest role... being a dad.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-69586789814677179842009-06-09T06:47:00.000-07:002009-06-09T07:28:35.883-07:00I Know I Have Said This Before....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizE52bxBtDVDfh3gTtSGdBZh7Horl5cKlb_jvrM3iFq6GvtEwRPVu0LhqjChR4DLm_JM7cahBU6JrQzzPmvKYc5_MMrdze-P-3cfZhIobm8yeqQAiVXXESHidV83Pv72kPfWfYN34iJTY/s1600-h/kdk_0850.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345332823819988674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizE52bxBtDVDfh3gTtSGdBZh7Horl5cKlb_jvrM3iFq6GvtEwRPVu0LhqjChR4DLm_JM7cahBU6JrQzzPmvKYc5_MMrdze-P-3cfZhIobm8yeqQAiVXXESHidV83Pv72kPfWfYN34iJTY/s320/kdk_0850.jpg" /></a> I know I have said this before... but THIS is my favorite age. He is my little buddy these days. We hang out, he loves to cuddle still, and is very good at entertaining himself.<br />He is quite confident that he is an excellent speaker. He may sound like the teacher on Charlie Brown, but he gets whatever he is asking for so he is sure he is using the right sounds.<br />My favorite though is when J walks in the door. Carse will very loudly say "HI DAD!"--which actually comes out more like "I-DAT"--of course he opens his mouth wide like I do when saying hi to him.<br />No sounds like momma though yet. He is a stubborn one.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-87821757390276289882009-05-30T20:41:00.000-07:002009-05-30T20:48:58.366-07:00A Day In The LifeToday we:<br />Cleaned the kitchen<br />Planted flowers<br />Built a fort<br />Grilled Salmon<br />Bought more dirt and planted more flowers<br />Filled up Carson's pool- too cold to get in<br />Had a small water fight when my husband started to get lippy<br />Read books<br />Tossed the ball<br />Cleaned the kitchen again<br />Mowed the lawn<br />"pretended" to drive the car<br />Turned on the bubble machine and played in bubbles<br />Were invaded by the "tickle" monster<br />Carson put away his clothes and then took them back out of the drawers multiple times<br />Also unloaded his kitchen drawers and scattered items several times<br />Threw rocks<br />Went to the store<br />Justin helped someone move<br />Planned church lessons<br />Took naps (well two of us did anyway:)<br />Ready for another day!aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-37639539660099440762009-05-20T20:37:00.001-07:002009-05-20T20:59:08.861-07:00Underage DriverHow did we get here? Carson eating breakfast, lunch and dinner in his new car? <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTadIf9xpjyLcra1w78rrr275PL8P2U-AFol5aHZ_Z1nP4sx-dRsFBtfxY3av_khVJA6ubjDaR1z280m2bWLT-JCsmTeeI8g3cHFtFkd7A3YxaanE467VP5JyrSTo4qyZTsmiAKFPqa2A/s1600-h/kdk_0781.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338120911583987858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTadIf9xpjyLcra1w78rrr275PL8P2U-AFol5aHZ_Z1nP4sx-dRsFBtfxY3av_khVJA6ubjDaR1z280m2bWLT-JCsmTeeI8g3cHFtFkd7A3YxaanE467VP5JyrSTo4qyZTsmiAKFPqa2A/s320/kdk_0781.jpg" /></a><br /><div>It all started with this. Justin let Carson pretend to drive the redneck truck in the garage one day. See that smile? Should have known life as we knew it was over. At the time, he had never seen a stick shift so it was a microphone. I think he drove that truck for an hour before we brought him in kicking and screaming.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117071625837346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs__qsx3ob5Z-MZibnK8s9CZKXigHhwiIRAgaLm6IrI4td8PdzkHGGg5mAlRNwJdnMEbbKZyEnaz6gguvVdGtat66OQzb1Hh6CfsDQMl-v-7hRKVQ0hhplN1eL5extFMM4Qw_p37R_X3c/s320/kdk_0661.jpg" />Life will never be the same. Every single car...yes every one he passes he whines and cries at. Parking lots are nightmares for us. He believes he should drive every car he sees. The good news? Rainy days are so much fun. I get to sit in the car, listen to my country while Carson drives me to far off lands. Every walk we go on means chasing him up people's driveways as he cries to get in their cars.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqB2dtzD4pjNHQ3sX3fpwr2lZIyO-hnK1JGlhYMgWRwmHLEtzSsmFFyHhoH85b9HsQjLQlk8oEabkXnZwGg3-ndMsC-och-mhQ-8_vI-yYO1xqS_0cKMxdXluuzdAXy08TgejM6yrutCw/s1600-h/kdk_0716.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117078087821042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqB2dtzD4pjNHQ3sX3fpwr2lZIyO-hnK1JGlhYMgWRwmHLEtzSsmFFyHhoH85b9HsQjLQlk8oEabkXnZwGg3-ndMsC-och-mhQ-8_vI-yYO1xqS_0cKMxdXluuzdAXy08TgejM6yrutCw/s320/kdk_0716.jpg" /></a> So we got this. Loves it. He also got to drive Grandpa Mark's jeep out on his property. yes, really drive. I am not sure who was more scared....me or the buffalo. Of course, this experience convinced him that he really should drive every car he sees.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAg7l5jqgIeS7C1PRohwcwxqhVuhTlOC_iqagIlNkKp7N5-zYwvzlar4Kr0gR_UYvrvxkJeo4xqeoeVCKPgjz65vtmcmmPhI6orzZrLOeUE3j51EXv7hde0naZ37B0l6_PUsFI2ELol5Y/s1600-h/kdk_0763.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVAaS1qZxE7yWxQV7U1ccc9R6FncRuKkG5nRwtSIzAb-rjJiCRUhXViN7xceOxUEHc-f7zxFtJW-ifLYrmHffmwmZ_h9OZs-hO-SVHHnPMzjCaP4fW7kCvmfOMCsWtD3rdebWxhBkk31A/s1600-h/kdk_0804.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117088874992098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVAaS1qZxE7yWxQV7U1ccc9R6FncRuKkG5nRwtSIzAb-rjJiCRUhXViN7xceOxUEHc-f7zxFtJW-ifLYrmHffmwmZ_h9OZs-hO-SVHHnPMzjCaP4fW7kCvmfOMCsWtD3rdebWxhBkk31A/s320/kdk_0804.jpg" /></a> This is where we shop now. I changed grocery stores to keep him happy. Oh...to have the world revolve around you:)<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsT9PeVsg7fB0sI7bIG6gsAmOMfk_Dm-Jbg6ozYyQ0GjwdupTmEOvShVEWtmJalthSeTiAPyumb7iuWXAxwXKskgLgvm8E4MPb8U62vzo1Yh7p3eB2bk4nQZ-89mhLEU2xtPUukdPd4w/s1600-h/kdk_0726.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117084137516834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsT9PeVsg7fB0sI7bIG6gsAmOMfk_Dm-Jbg6ozYyQ0GjwdupTmEOvShVEWtmJalthSeTiAPyumb7iuWXAxwXKskgLgvm8E4MPb8U62vzo1Yh7p3eB2bk4nQZ-89mhLEU2xtPUukdPd4w/s320/kdk_0726.jpg" /></a> This is at Discovery Gateway. Again, kicking and screaming to get him to leave. However, I was proud of how he held his ground to much bigger boys. Don't mess with the Driver. He was not turning over that wheel to anyone.</div><div>My favorite was Mother's Day though. I was sitting at the computer when my special delivery car (pushed by Daddy) pulled up. Out the window he handed me a card, some candy, and then my very first coloring picture ever made by Carson. It was adorable. </div><div>Now if I could only get him to run to the store for me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-68318422018382084372009-05-18T20:23:00.000-07:002009-05-18T20:53:40.845-07:00First Hike and Cabin ExcursionWe took Carse on his first hike for Mother's Day weekend. Some friends let us borrow their "hiking backpack" for him. He spent about 2 minutes in it before he decided it was way more fun on the ground. I was very impressed with his "hiking" ability. Granted, there was not too much of an incline but Carson walked the majority of the 1.6 miles by himself. It took several hours because there were many distractions but it was so much fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2XvdjF7RLJiTrV_PIqnEUVZnukJkQqkEVf_Wb1lDzrAYAvPDbFqSu8RMridjP2WV2JgdxUsCLtBrqHXU2dmBrs2PL7GQM3jnQOJ0s5r9-WTYGTepd6INeHkNLE5bua4GnTTMzPzc4mE/s1600-h/DSC02046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2XvdjF7RLJiTrV_PIqnEUVZnukJkQqkEVf_Wb1lDzrAYAvPDbFqSu8RMridjP2WV2JgdxUsCLtBrqHXU2dmBrs2PL7GQM3jnQOJ0s5r9-WTYGTepd6INeHkNLE5bua4GnTTMzPzc4mE/s320/DSC02046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371876479402242" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMf3X_7g3ghBcFst9MxoiUxT9MlcFQPwyhzbwaf8QT_1VtSjWHSlD1fyNBGVRi3CIRvES-YOlOC4E4hak0hRt1RZfaf1OlIanQ5Fm-a0Kor5fSYHzdzkuMLu11RlL2sdhgTP24IhHPXg/s1600-h/DSC02050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSMf3X_7g3ghBcFst9MxoiUxT9MlcFQPwyhzbwaf8QT_1VtSjWHSlD1fyNBGVRi3CIRvES-YOlOC4E4hak0hRt1RZfaf1OlIanQ5Fm-a0Kor5fSYHzdzkuMLu11RlL2sdhgTP24IhHPXg/s320/DSC02050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371879530468466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTh3hYDtoLkVXBp3QKrdNuBSKESSx4roQ95eBn_3FLtD2D6eGTa_QCSDIIIqN1LX52zb4NwWeVKu6W3VzD8mOzojNbWbrcgBDYNgwnYZlYdyKaxI1G_MKCUCxGNErrAb39fU3Fde4Yz2A/s1600-h/DSC02066.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTh3hYDtoLkVXBp3QKrdNuBSKESSx4roQ95eBn_3FLtD2D6eGTa_QCSDIIIqN1LX52zb4NwWeVKu6W3VzD8mOzojNbWbrcgBDYNgwnYZlYdyKaxI1G_MKCUCxGNErrAb39fU3Fde4Yz2A/s320/DSC02066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371884975835474" border="0" /></a>This last weekend, my sis, her boyfriend and my adorable nephew came to visit! We went up to Grandpa Marks cabin and had a blast! We rented an ATV and it was definitely the highlight of the trip. I love seeing my boy outside, he is just totally content like his daddy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbmnN-o5JzsKNO4PvYg4DZBv_2vdSoryQ3Tq7jzjoQfvylKV3T1EgaTqljpsiSBEnJq46XMbH5m80cJTGbS8PaiLgPRmioqzTdloNQnMPzF_N4GP22VsRMnhJ0-geDDM6yvrGNELftCc/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbmnN-o5JzsKNO4PvYg4DZBv_2vdSoryQ3Tq7jzjoQfvylKV3T1EgaTqljpsiSBEnJq46XMbH5m80cJTGbS8PaiLgPRmioqzTdloNQnMPzF_N4GP22VsRMnhJ0-geDDM6yvrGNELftCc/s320/DSC02110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371892154516834" border="0" /></a>Just a note: Cute Little Baron is not so little, he is 6 1/2 months compared to Carson's 16 months and they weigh the same! That noggin alone is at least a full pound!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_z5J08y4-t8_pwSiEo6P93nQxHbZtiTvn1102SaioAUHY9ukZ9K8FVL_rmesPgz0VKDHxDCHb8PwbZAhyphenhyphenoWyDpI-umVM671-JIwO2hz_2_HZklhPeI56sHSj68rFBkGFKQ_a4-T-VD4/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_z5J08y4-t8_pwSiEo6P93nQxHbZtiTvn1102SaioAUHY9ukZ9K8FVL_rmesPgz0VKDHxDCHb8PwbZAhyphenhyphenoWyDpI-umVM671-JIwO2hz_2_HZklhPeI56sHSj68rFBkGFKQ_a4-T-VD4/s320/DSC02109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337371889318049634" border="0" /></a>We had a few exciting "mis" adventures... Carson pulled a hose on the ATV and the guys "fixed" it which caused the ATV to shut down in random locations--like when I was out by myself. The Bronco got a flat. And so on.. but we had a wonderful relaxing time.<br />We finished the trip by taking the long route through Heber--gorgeous and ending on the Olympic Park Zipline in Jeremy Ranch. We all did the EXTREME Zipline--pics to come later! I about passed out from fear--Justin says it is the most expensive ride ever since the only way I got on in the end is when he promised to buy Carson this yard helicopter teeter totter from Costco:0aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-44745775518015111482009-05-07T20:25:00.000-07:002009-05-07T20:36:11.670-07:00We Saw Wicked!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwDr-Ayyg9bAD9PBQDPfzc9AqgsaG7aNBg_orLQMLZzZECKdzKEmrOPqFw0MA510MviRZiU_P3M-O6_2phyphenhyphen8k1Xlw34e7HdeHtd0rEFYeZD46WwNFDvBQcaZFHN80LhZbEPj-Y5DKLcMk/s1600-h/wicked_img.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333289333694976882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwDr-Ayyg9bAD9PBQDPfzc9AqgsaG7aNBg_orLQMLZzZECKdzKEmrOPqFw0MA510MviRZiU_P3M-O6_2phyphenhyphen8k1Xlw34e7HdeHtd0rEFYeZD46WwNFDvBQcaZFHN80LhZbEPj-Y5DKLcMk/s320/wicked_img.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have been so busy that I have not blogged about it yet but J and I were fortunate enough to see Wicked at the Capitol Theatre!<br />It was FABULOUS and that is an understatement.<br />I have wanted to see it and had a few chances that never ended up working out. Almost paid $400 a ticket to see it in New York while on a work trip but that trip got cancelled.<br />Thanks to Nikki who came through and got us in on her season tickets sweet deal. We purchased the tickets last summer and I have been excited ever since.<br />Honestly... I highly recommend it to anyone, even if you are not a theater person.<br />Wicked is now a close second to my absolute favorite Les Miserables--but truly Les Miserables is untouchable in my book.<br />So, if you have a chance...go see it! Oh, but don't read the book. I started once, but it had puppet porn in it and I put it down. Very weird. I did hear it got better but I couldn't handle it.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-86460160169753297452009-05-04T11:59:00.000-07:002009-05-04T12:14:08.715-07:00Breaking Window AvoidedLast week we made a quick trip to Penneys.<br />As I loaded Carson in the car to leave, he whined until I gave him the car clicker (or FOB as J calls it)--I gave it to him, as always.<br />Tossed my purse in the front and went around to open my door. Locked.<br />It took me a second to realize what happened. I was locked out, my purse was in the front seat, my baby in the back. Windows were rolled up.<br />First signs of panic. Heart is racing. Beginning to sweat. My baby is locked in the car. He still has the clicker and from experience I know that it would take the jaws of life to pry it from his hands...he will not let go of it.<br />I start to try to communicate through the window to my 15 month old to press the right button. He laughs.. he thinks I am making faces at him.<br />A lady parks by us and makes eye contact. She sees my panic that I am trying to hide.<br />"Did you lock yourself out of the car?"<br />I explain. She offers to wait with him while I go into Penneys to call someone. What choice to I have? My biggest fear at the moment is that he will start to cry and I can't get to him. Also, the car is pretty warm.<br />The Penneys associates at the front of the store are not helpful. They have 12 phones up there and say I need to run all the way back to customer service to use one. I have told them my dilemma. They reemphasize I need to go back to customer service. This puts a distance between me and my child in the parking lot that makes me nervous. No time to punch a sales associate in the face so I run to the back of the store.<br />I am told to wait even though I say I have an emergency. She says it will be a few minutes. I am seconds away from jumping over the counter and flattening some bangs that are way to high to start with. However, when I explain my emergency she immediately gives me the phone and leaves her customer for two seconds. It may be the look on his face that caused her to react. I think he was ready to grab the phone and hand it to me. After all, he was just placing a catalog order and my child is stuck in a locked car.<br />Justin doesn't answer. Three tries. I call his grandma's. He is there. He says it will take him an hour to go home, get the spare, and drive there. Way too long. I tell him I am calling the police.<br />An employee runs through the store at that moment. "Your baby just unlocked the car!" She is elated. She had not been up at the front originally. I am grateful for her and the way she is running shows me she cares.<br />Those were the best six words of my month. I run outside.<br />My original angel is by the car with the door open. She says she almost took him out to find me but realized if we missed each other I would really freak out. She waited until someone else parked and had them go tell a sales associate.<br />I am so grateful! Apparently she heard the door click and grabbed it very quickly. Smart thinking.<br />Carson has this smug look like he knew what was going on the whole time. He thinks he pulled the best joke ever.<br />No clicker, FOB or whatever you want to call it for Carson anymore! His privilege has been revoked permanently!<br />All is well that ends well.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-90611027710989534692009-04-22T13:48:00.001-07:002009-04-22T14:06:43.439-07:00Wheeler Farm<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHsynkOSfFFZYENRk_eRNvy3G_DIph4WTJev2UWFAEtAhcm_ORwK7X-eewNQJHuhNcLkw_UtagbDgb-nqEjwLfg26ftrYCnFBns4ExAwNPz79pEmUgyLX0Dcoq-7-jc2kyAKzxiZeDX8/s1600-h/DSC01966+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327622361178670546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHsynkOSfFFZYENRk_eRNvy3G_DIph4WTJev2UWFAEtAhcm_ORwK7X-eewNQJHuhNcLkw_UtagbDgb-nqEjwLfg26ftrYCnFBns4ExAwNPz79pEmUgyLX0Dcoq-7-jc2kyAKzxiZeDX8/s320/DSC01966+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a> Wheeler Farm is a very special place to me. When I first moved to Utah, I lived in an apartment near the Farm and I would go walking there almost every morning. It was a time for reflection, exercise, and with the beautiful mountains--a time to appreciate the beauty that surrounded me. Oh yeah, and at one point I had a faceoff with a fox.<br />Today, Justin met Carson and I there for lunch. We had such a great time and it is fun to be able to see J during the day. Carson is so excited to be able to walk everywhere that it was hard to get him to stay still during a picture.<br />This was my favorite picture from today. The best part??? There was a whole family in the background and I photoshopped them out. Pretty cool, Huh? Don't look too close though. Anyway, I think I will play around with it some more and see what I can do. I think we will be spending a lot of time there since the weather is warm.<br />While this pic may look idealic...let me shed some light. This picture follows me deciding to change Carson's diaper while he was standing near a picnic table. There was a messy situation going on down there that I was unaware of until I dropped the diaper. Once I got that cleaned up we started to walk up the hill. Carse is getting over a cold and start to cough really hard. This brought up his lunch which started out as a huge regurgitated lump in his mouth. He appeared to be choking on it, so like any good mom I pulled the chunk out of his mouth. Then he sprayed vomit everywhere. The poor people trying to enjoy their lunch nearby.<br />At that point, I wanted a shower but Carson was still wanting to play. There was a garbage nearby but it was not in the direction Carse and J wanted to go. So he insisted I carry my pukey wipes to a much farther garbage near the geese.<br />Don't you wish you could get the background on every picture???aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-59837261113045110802009-04-20T13:16:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:32:16.084-07:00Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc00xq13_e4SkA982VVyZ_anWS4Egb1Iyjssdnyp6CoxvX569OTnZtg-P7RZNjCxpktXrY6HidCYtB9JjKCrFj16be6jsDRGfC6QyaZSfn56lbIO9_ok7uhDhaWAPA2JqSlxHHQ2E_RN8/s1600-h/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326871725492140466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc00xq13_e4SkA982VVyZ_anWS4Egb1Iyjssdnyp6CoxvX569OTnZtg-P7RZNjCxpktXrY6HidCYtB9JjKCrFj16be6jsDRGfC6QyaZSfn56lbIO9_ok7uhDhaWAPA2JqSlxHHQ2E_RN8/s320/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+170.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQUqHTV80UdFDO3Z_gUaHaWkul3oDBqd1Cv7BJky6gf_bF5JUhiDhKVyoE0pCDNm5rzR9AP-ymM0qaHsITe7K0k8P4WewtPnOX7H1n8PeLFnz9VUGqP43iprQep6NHun01y0GfpU0fRU/s1600-h/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+167.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326871721343313058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQUqHTV80UdFDO3Z_gUaHaWkul3oDBqd1Cv7BJky6gf_bF5JUhiDhKVyoE0pCDNm5rzR9AP-ymM0qaHsITe7K0k8P4WewtPnOX7H1n8PeLFnz9VUGqP43iprQep6NHun01y0GfpU0fRU/s320/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+167.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LFxEf-43C-ycuZKR28NKqYZG393Udc-K4X85EXp2Fyps5aMArc94gMpkJMM6fl-aRdmbgCrRyYwDt4gkFFysekjEO7EDX3GQ0_ZeyvBK9KIa0Nd2QxFiUvPzNExXVUlHhl0rzsoimxc/s1600-h/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326871190125417282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LFxEf-43C-ycuZKR28NKqYZG393Udc-K4X85EXp2Fyps5aMArc94gMpkJMM6fl-aRdmbgCrRyYwDt4gkFFysekjEO7EDX3GQ0_ZeyvBK9KIa0Nd2QxFiUvPzNExXVUlHhl0rzsoimxc/s320/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo9KHHb5YdmeP-J3jYx6dBlZWvpoxzUK-QKByFYXsDCTzOpfU2gpkkb2wSFb9112xY-siqKD8tZ_xzVuO3cLF7tSK5n-w649OT1WcG5E1iZ6e7F328I22nj34Q-DmESi1ijWQHb7FBf7c/s1600-h/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870874931865538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo9KHHb5YdmeP-J3jYx6dBlZWvpoxzUK-QKByFYXsDCTzOpfU2gpkkb2wSFb9112xY-siqKD8tZ_xzVuO3cLF7tSK5n-w649OT1WcG5E1iZ6e7F328I22nj34Q-DmESi1ijWQHb7FBf7c/s320/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7nslaui8DI6NTOS6rANNGz096FGdnuCgPwGmnTpBCtYkYi8A9FiD8jzJ2a6afCLY01UYErRirA7X_5Kwwgxd_DTCEq-DsfwlwEJSdjrHgRIzwZmBRQ4JKS41qSN6Dez4h1DIEujI7A4/s1600-h/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870698329943666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7nslaui8DI6NTOS6rANNGz096FGdnuCgPwGmnTpBCtYkYi8A9FiD8jzJ2a6afCLY01UYErRirA7X_5Kwwgxd_DTCEq-DsfwlwEJSdjrHgRIzwZmBRQ4JKS41qSN6Dez4h1DIEujI7A4/s320/Shawn+%26+Xarik+visit+4.09+067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My bro and his cute fam came to visit last week. </div><div>We went up to the Bennions for Dinner and an egg hunt. Carson did not quite catch on to the concept yet. He found his fave egg and held on tight the rest of the evening. Hey, the kids knows what he wants and doesn't let go. Nothing wrong with that.</div><div>Some of the weekly highlights:</div><div>Wild West Park...we all loved it!</div><div>Discovery Gateway Children's Museum- I think even Big Kids can enjoy themselves there. It was difficult and dramatic to pull Carson away from the steering wheel. It was the first time I saw him hold his ground even with big boys trying to push him out. He could have been there all day.</div><div>When Shawn Jr. was grumpy one morning he crossed him arms, pushed out his lips, and said "Hmmph!"--Carson loved it and started imitating him. It was adorable and Jr could not help but laugh at himself after that.</div><div>Rounds of "Wheels on the Bus"</div><div>Duck Duck Goose.... I have never seen Carse so excited as when waiting to see if he was a Duck or a Goose- good times</div><div>My brothers gourmet cooking- can't be beat. </div><div>Beth beating us at Knights and Castles her first game, while holding a baby and keeping Jr busy</div><div>Carson scared of his younger cousin Xarik and panicking when he came near</div><div>It was a crazy busy couple of days but it was so much fun! Jr already called to say he missed Carson and wanted to talk to him on the phone.</div><div>We miss you guys! </div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div></div></div></div></div>aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944924866174372858.post-39962484320073759882009-04-07T09:49:00.000-07:002009-04-07T10:02:00.518-07:00BUSY BUSY BUSY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7or1aXwmOoCfpvAcA64743pjupLpQHGMWY-1xmJv_SOOVp1N8-dGE11QaC6AT8wZWK07pjD6WvNfMigVSMisaep04hIG-cwtae3Oer49ivyF1McneGCfrkj05ToR4Z8HmPcUCbt3j-xg/s1600-h/kdk_0526.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321993007166021506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7or1aXwmOoCfpvAcA64743pjupLpQHGMWY-1xmJv_SOOVp1N8-dGE11QaC6AT8wZWK07pjD6WvNfMigVSMisaep04hIG-cwtae3Oer49ivyF1McneGCfrkj05ToR4Z8HmPcUCbt3j-xg/s320/kdk_0526.jpg" border="0" /></a>Carson loves feeding his baby chick...it is pretty sweet.<br />He is full on walking now..and is quite proud of himself. I will have to post a video when my husband shows me how....AGAIN! But first, I have to humble myself to be able to ask again.<br />We have been keeping busy and having a great time lately. More and more I feel like I have a little buddy to hang out with all day. Although I don't know that any of my friends are quite as insistent on doing what THEY want to do all the time:0<br />Some of Carson's favorite things right now:<br />Wild West Park at the Veterans' Memorial Park in West Jordan<br />After his recent visit from Grandma--apparently she is the funniest person EVER! She just smiles and he laughs.<br />Strawberries<br />His toy Drill "just like daddies"- everything in our home has now been screwed properly--including Shelby's belly button. The level of concentration is amazing!<br />Curious George or "ooh ooh ahh ahh" as Carse calls him<br />Daddy--always!<br />Being outside-even if it is freezing. Carson whines at the door or window all day. Yesterday I think we seriously spent 4 hours outside.<br />Kitty cats--he says "ow ow" all the time now. Grandpa Mark and Grandma Susans' cat Monkey is an all time fave. He chased him around forever.<br />His Bee to ride around on<br />Liesel and Andrew-he is pretty happy just to be in their presence.<br />Pretending to drive Daddy's Bronco. He could do this for hours. He also likes to drive Daddy's old truck in the garage. Since he has never seen us use a stick shift--he pretends to sing into it like a microphone.<br />Forward facing carseat--he never realized all he was missing!<br />Dum Dum suckers--great for emergency purposes in public. Stops whining immediately.aprilmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15924541124326236172noreply@blogger.com2