Update:

Well, besides remodeling the scrapbook room (slowly but surely), there hasn't been too much that has happened.
The big thing are that Christian has started pre-school. He loves it! Here is a picture of him on his first day: He is such a sweet boy. He tells me everyday that he has fu, but he told me the other day that it was boring sometimes I asked why and he said it was because he didn't play cars. I told him that he can play cars at home! That kid has a one-track mind!
Sweet little owen got his first tooth a couple of weeks ago. He also had his appointment, he is in the 50th percentile for weight- 17.6 pounds, and 75th to 90th percentile for height- I think 27.5 inches. He is so healthy and happy and smart... we are so grateful! Here is a picture of his first tooth, it is hard to se, but now he has two! I have been calling him "Tommy-Two Teeth." I think I used the same name for Christian when he had just two sweet teeth. It is hard to believe that he will soon be "Freddy-Four Footh."
I have lost Jason to football season already. I just want everybody to know that he did NOT like sports when I married him, so I am totally allowed to complain. Oh well!

Vintage baby:

Here is Owen in another one of Spencer's old outfits. Man, I am SO GLAD Brea isn't a boy, I would have missed out on all of these rad clothes! I dressed him all up for Laura's baby shower. He is so funny; he is the perfect baby, until I get around other people. The minute I start bragging about how good he is, he starts to throw a fit. I have also discovered that he hates craft stores and trying on clothes. Men. I didn't realize how metro-sexual Christian was until Owen came along!

I'm Alive!

Okay, okay... this blog if for Kelli and my Mom who religiously check my blog... thanks guys! Can you believe it? I just haven't been in the mood. I have only been on the internet to pay bills, and that is it. I guess I just get so obsessed over things that I burn myself out. Anyway... Update:
Christian: Starts preschool in a couple of weeks. The lady that Mindi found seems really nice. It will be good for him to get out. I don't think he understands what is going on, but he will soon enough.
We are growing out his hair. Right now he looks a lot like a blonde Japanese gymnast.
We took him on the Alpine Slide and coaster. He definitely has a need for speed. He had to turn around and tell me to stop screaming. The rest of the time he just laughed.
He misses his Papa. I have to hear, "I want to go to Nana, Papa's house" about 300 times a day.

Owen: Getting bigger and bigger. Started eating solids, but just spits them out. He does love smoothies though.
Doesn't roll too much, not scooting. He is such a sweet baby, although Jason and I are thinking he has a tooth on the way because he is a bit fussy. He will be 6 months old tomorrow! Eeek! Where does time go?

Well, that is about it... see why I haven't blogged?

Fake Laugh= Real Laugh

Whenever Christian does his fake laugh in Owen's face, Owen just cracks-up. What sweet boys I have!

Best Babysitters Ever!

Well, A couple of weeks ago Matt came home and today he gave his homecomming talk in church. He has grown into such an amazing man. I think I will still picture him as a 15 year old boy no matter what, but I am so proud at the person he has become. I hope my boys will follow his example and go on missions. (I guess we better start going to church more if we want that!)
Here are the pictures form the day we picked him up at the airport. It was so exciting! We were all a bit nerdy about it. Marge got the cutest tiki shirts for the boys last year, and they looked so cute all matchy. It is weird to think that Matt has never met Ike and Owen.
I made the poster with all of the embarrassing pictures on it... Everyone who walked by would laugh at it. That will be the last time people send pictures of themselves to me!
Christian and Owen love Matt and are excited he is finally home. Welcome home Matt... We love you!

The Pie:

I don't really feel like blogging about my trip to NM (I am still recovering). So, I will get caught up on all of the old stuff.
Last Month, we decided to go to the Pie and take Christian or the best pizza ever and to draw on the walls. We went to the craft store, bought special markers and were off.
We called Kelli and Sean to join us. The very first time I met Kelli was at the pie when I was in HS before going to my very first Green Day concert.... Ahhh... Memories!
Anyway, I actually think Bunky liked the pizza more than drawing on the walls! We had to wake Owen up to get a picture, and he was a bit grumpy. I know, what kind of Mom wakes their kid up to get a picture.... I scrapbook, okay!
It is weird because we have a pie within waking distance from our house, but the one by the U is still the best. I think it is the atmosphere of the old basement and a bit of nostalgia for us "old" people.

Home Sweet Home!

It is SO good to be home. Jenny and I got back from NM visiting Ma and Pa on Saturday. I will blog about it later. It was hard to come home because Jason was gone in Cali. Anyway... who wouldn't want to come home to this?? We missed you Daddy- You are SO SPECIAL!

2 More Days!

Man, I just can't believe that in 2 short days Matt will be home! Matt is Jason's brother who has been on a mission in Hawaii. He did so good there- we are super proud of him. He was made Zone leader, and helped many people in the different areas he was in as well as struggling missionaries.

Over a year ago Marge bought all of the boys Tiki shirts to wear to the airport, it should be fun. (Except Owen either wasn't conceived or known about yet, so he doesn't have one).

Jason has been so excited to play music with him again that he hasn't put down the guitar in a month. All of the little nephews are excited too. Ike is constantly saying "Matt, Matt." and the older ones are always talking about him. My bet is that Christian will be super shy and not know him.

Anyways, here are some of my favorite pictures of Matt. He has cleaned up a lot. He got his tattoos removed and wears longer pants (most of the time). Actually, he got pulled over on the way home from Christian's first Birthday party in that outfit. Funny! We are so excited for Matt to be home! We have missed his great sense of humor, his musical skills, and easygoing attitude. I am sure he has grown in so many ways (He is wider and taller- from all that Polynesian cooking). I hope his awkward missionary phase doesn't last too long!

Thursday Trauma:

So, we had a bit of an exciting day yesterday. Christian had to get STITCHES! It was his first major injury, and I am not to great with blood and staying calm, so I am sure I made it more traumatic than it actually was. Here is the culprit: I should actually add a picture of myself because I was the one letting him drink out of a glass in the bath tub. I know I know, I feel bad enough, so please don't rub it in! He was drinking a smoothie (All fruit- at least I am trying to be healthy). I needed to hop in the shower, he was being slow, so I let him take it in the tub. He drinks out of glasses all of the time. Sometimes Mommy's are a bit slow and don't think of how slippery the bath water is okay.
So I was putting make-up on and heard the glass break and yelled "DON"T MOVE!" But it was too late. I ran over and grabbed Christian out, and it was bleeding like crazy, so Christian started freaking out. I set him on the floor on the bath mat and got dressed and started to call my neighbors to find someone to help watch Owen. Uh yeah, the ones who aren't too elderly work all day, so I was starting to panic to the point that I couldn't think of people's last name to look up phone numbers. So, I called my Aunt Rebecca who lives not too far away. Thank goodness she answered the phone and headed right over to save me! By this point I literally had thrown a towel over his bleeding leg and set him on the bed. Also, both Owen and Clark were crying as well. It is so strange that Clark knows when something is wrong. He would cry when Spencer died. It is weird. Anyway, Rebecca and her son Jake arrived and checked out his knee. It was nice to have an experienced Mom look and confirm what I thought. Oh, and wrap it up, and comfort me, and generally take care of the entire situation.
Jake came with me to immediate care. We were the only people there- thank goodness! They took us right back and I had to explain what happened (we all make mistakes:). They put some numbing stuff on it and we had to wait a half hour for it to kick in. We read to Christian and he was happy. then they came in and gave him the shot inside the wound to numb it. THIS was the worst part of the day. Poor little Bunky started screaming, "Take it out! Mommy, tell them to take it out!" and then, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I don't want to home here anymore!" He wanted his Daddy, he wanted to go home, it was terrible. I heard that those shots hurt REALLY bad. So, he cried through the entire procedure even though they told me it was numb.
We finally got to go home, and Christian was fine. Mommy was a bit shakey and stressed-out, but that's okay. It was nice to have Jake there to keep me calm. And Rebecca picked up my house (Thank you), it is always nice to come home to a clean house and a sleeping baby! So we watched Cars and had dinner on a tray on the couch. He was actually really excited to get a lot of extra attention. Geez.
Sorry about the long post! I will update in a couple days when we go back to make sure it is healing right.

Smart Baby:

I was so excited the other day when I looked down at Baby Owen and saw the fingers he was choosing to suck on. I don't think he will be a career finger-sucker like I was (Probably until about age 7) but he will find them when he is really tired to comfort himself. Christian would do the same thing, but never really relied on it either. The ring and middle finger are the best and yummiest fingers. People who suck their thumbs don't know what they are missing!

Owen: 4 Month Update-

Today Owen turned 4 months old, and he had his check-up as well. Look at him, he is just wasting away! At a mere 15 pounds 2 ounces (that is 75th percentile). And a tiny little 26" tall (that is 90th percentile). I think he may be in competition with his big brother! He is doing great, not rolling yet, but he is starting to grab objects. He is still a great sleeper and laughs and smiles all of the time. He also talks to himself, I think he may have got that from me. We love you Owen!

Guess who?

Can you pick out which balding man is Owen?



My poor little guy is totally losing his hair. Christian lost most of his hair too, but didn't rub the bald spot in the back. It makes me sad. Even though he is still so cute it melts my heart, I hope it grows back in soon.

Father's Day (a little late).

So, I haven't had much time to blog in a while, but I wanted to just express my love for my Dad. He is truly my hero. He is the best Father and Papa. I miss him and wish he would let me come and visit!

My Father-in-Law is so awesome too. It is seriously strange how much I love my in-laws! I am so glad my boys have such strong examples of how men should be. Christian loves his Grandpa's so much! He constantly talks about them and imitates the things that they do.

I can't even begin to express how my life and my Children's lives have benefited form having these great men in them. We love you!

Do I even need to say how much I love Jason?? He becomes a better Dad every day,I have never seen a man so involved and concerned about his children. He is my best friend and Christian's best buddy. Even Owen at such a young age loves his Daddy. I hope our boys grow up to be just like him. I love you!

New Toy:

No, I did NOT buy him this. Do you think I am insane? This would be one of my parents bright ideas. When my parents went to Vegas for my Dad's new cancer treatment, they stopped by FAO Schwartz. I guess it was on sale for really cheap and they couldn't resist. I must say, it is pretty cool, but I like the mini version (the kind that fits in the palm of his hand) much better. Jason and I opened the box and just rolled our eyes. It took us a few hours to assemble the darn thing, and by that time Christian was driving us so crazy wanting to ride it we finally just put him to bed so we could finish it. He has been a good boy not digging up the garden that Jason just planted. It is a bit large to ride in our backyard, but I did take him for a spin around the block the other day. Watching me pedal while Christian rode on the hood gives the neighbors something to talk about. Anyway, um... thanks Papa and Nana. Christian loves it!

To Pee or Not to Pee:

Changing Christian's diapers is becoming a task that I hate more and more. It is like an adult. We are going to have to start buying Depends if he keeps growing. But gosh-darn-it, he just doesn't want to go on the potty. We bought him this cute little potty (Sorry Owen, we used one of your gift cards, but someday you can use the potty too!) I made a little treat jar, got stickers, and even bought some pull-ups. The kid just won't go! He will sit on the potty and then say "all done mommy." I will say "Did you go in the potty?" He replies by saying; "I don't want to go in the potty. I want to pee in my diaper." Good grief, if he can say that, he can pee in the toilet. Stubborn. Anyway, what do you think... vote on my poll and tell me what worked for you! (or your kids... you know what I mean).

Rain:

I know it is strange, but I am missing the rain. There is nothing better than curling up with a book when it is all dark and rainy. Plus, Christian takes longer naps! Of course, I won't miss all of the mud tracked through my house, having to change Christian's wet clothes all day, and Clark refusing to go outside to go to the bathroom. He can hold it for almost 18 hours- isn't that crazy!

The Mayan:

Last week my Dad took Jason, Christian, and I to the Mayan. Christian seriously can't get enough of his Papa. Since he went back home, Christian has asked about a hundred times "where's Papa?" And his favorite phrase is: "I want Papa to stay at mine house!" He seems sad when my Dad leaves. It is so cute to watch Christian when my Dad walks into a room. He yells "PAPA!" and runs to him and gives him a big hug. Then he follows him around like a dog all day and copies everything he does, gets stuff for him, and draws pictures of him. It is a little obsessive, but that is okay... he is only three, and Papa is pretty dang cool.
Anyway, this blog was supposed to be about the Mayan. Has the food actually gotten worse? It was really fun for Christian, but I think I would rather eat Taco Bell. And I could barely watch the diver because it looked like she was going to dive right into a rock. There is no way I would jump 20 feet down into that tiny pool of water! At least the atmosphere and the company was good. It kinda reminded me of Indiana Jones at Disneyland.... and we all know how happy that makes me!

Thomas the Tank Engine:

Friday night my friend Mindi called me and asked if I wanted her Thomas the Train Tickets for Saturday because her little girl was sick and they wouldn't be able to go. I was like YES! Oh my goodness! We wanted to go, but after looking at the ticket prices, we decided it was not in our budget this year. Mindi was so sweet, she said we could have them for free- but I am not that greedy so I gave her some money, and we were set to go! We had to wake up at 7:30 to get there on time, and for those of you who don't know me very well, that is REALLY early for us. My kids don't even go to bed until around 10:30 0r 11:00. Anyway, Kelli came with us because Jason had to work. We headed up to Heber and the drive was gorgeous. Unfortunately, I was so panicked about finding my camera before we left that I forgot to bring myself a jacket, and it was cold. When we got there it was really crowded so we hurried to do the train ride. All of the cars were full, so I finally asked a man who was sitting alone if he would move. He was really nice and gave us his seat that we squeezed in to. Christian and most of the other kids didn't even realize that we were on the train at all. He was bored out of his mind. Owen cried and I couldn't get him out because we were so crammed in. After this joyous ride, we went to get pictures with Thomas. We ended up waiting for quite a while before actually taking the pictures because he backed away right when we got to the front of the line. Christian did find a dead worm that he was really excited about while we were standing in line. When we did take pictures, Christian refused to smile or even look up. What is really strange, is that for the last couple of days he has asked me if he can watch Thomas on TV. I keep saying "But you didn't even what to see him when we were there!" Kids are so strange. I must say, I think I will save my money from now on.
If you want to read some more about our fabulous day with Thomas check out my other blog!

Spencer's Clothes:

When I was pregnant with Owen, I asked my Mom if I could have some of Spencer's baby clothes. I was surprised when she said I could! So she brought up a ton of late 1970's retro outfits that are SO AWESOME! I must admit I truly love the corduroy bellbottoms and polyester jumpers. As I was putting all of the clothes in his little armoire, I realized with sadness that Spencer and Owen were born opposite seasons! Spencer was born at the end of September and Owen at the end of February. For you men who don't understand what I am talking about, this means that all of Spencer's 3-6 month clothes are for cold weather, but Owen is 3-6 months during warm weather. So, you can imagine my joy when we had a cold-spell! And because Owen is so huge, he fits into the 6 month outfits perfectly! SO, that is the story of the green sweats. Although, I don't think they put long pull-cords on hoodies for babies anymore. I was a bit paranoid all day that I was going to find it wrapped around his neck.
When Christian saw Owen, he laughed and said "Owen is a frog!" I thought he looked so cute, and it makes his eyes look even bluer. Thanks Mom for all of the clothes!