I love the simplicity of childhood and their enthusiasm for the little things in life.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Catching Worms
I love the simplicity of childhood and their enthusiasm for the little things in life.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Random pictures from last week:
Friday, August 5, 2011
Seven Peaks
Ali is so good about planning fun activities for us and the kids. I love it! She plans them, we attend. We went to Seven Peaks a couple of weeks ago in Provo and it was a blast. The kids had so much fun going down the slides. Hank even got to go down a couple of the big ones! I had to leave early to get back for work but Whitney stayed and came home so exhausted that she went straight to bed. Nice! A successful day.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, swim day

Wednesday, August 3, 2011
hanging out, boy style
Dinner at KFC. I guess they have an amazing “man” sandwich. No bun, just 2 big thick pieces of chicken with cheese in the middle. According to Danny and Jared, it “blows their minds.” :)
After dinner, we went to a park and watched them play tennis for over an hour. (They are obsessed with playing tennis right now.) I'm pretty sure Jared won.
And then we ended the night doing some pretty awesome fireworks.
Cute boys. It was a fun night. We love our friends!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
My Bright Light

Whenever anybody asks me about Hank and his demeanor, I never know what to say. He is just the sweetest, happiest baby boy alive. My mom said it best one time, Hank is just a “Bright Light.” I couldn’t have said it better myself. He is my bright light. He makes everything a little bit lighter, sweeter, for me. I’m in love with his blonde hair and his crazy blue eye’s. He is just my bright light.. can’t think of a better way to describe him. J
He is 11 months now and I feel like I blinked and this year went by in a flash. I remember just bringing him home from the hospital. It feels like yesterday to me. Weird. I love the stage that he is in right now. Here is what he is up to:
Standing and walking with everything. He has taken a few steps and I know it is only a matter of days that he will be walking everywhere.
He has tackled the stairs.
Eating solids very well. His favorite foods: Mac and Cheese, avocado’s, and pea’s.
No more breast feeding. I stopped at about 10 ½ months. I had a hard time with this because I get so attached to it and love it, but he was no longer interested, which is fine by me. We do bottle’s now and will start on whole milk soon.
He loves playing with Whitney!
He loves to read books and will sit on my lap forever and read.
He says: “mama” “dada”. He will “moo” when we ask him what a cow says. (We have been working on that for awhile.) He barks like a dog and when I say, “Where’s momma’s eye’s?” He will point to them.
He is a happy boy and we just LOVE HIM!!
I read this talk recently and loved this:
Children provide examples of some of the childlike qualities we need to develop or rediscover in ourselves in order to enter into the kingdom of heaven. They are bright spirits who are untarnished by the world—teachable and full of faith. It is no wonder the Savior has a special love and appreciation for little children.
Among the transcendent events of the Savior’s visit to the Americas, His tender ministry to the children stands apart. In a poignant way He reached out to each child.
“And he took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and prayed unto the Father for them.
“And when he had done this he wept. …
“And he spake unto the multitude, and said unto them: Behold your little ones” (3 Nephi 17:21–23).
Elder M. Russell Ballard has taught us the importance of the Savior’s admonition to “behold your little ones” when he said: “Notice that He didn’t say ‘glance at them’ or ‘casually observe them’ or ‘occasionally take a look in their general direction.’ He said to behold them. To me that means that we should embrace them with our eyes and with our hearts; we should see and appreciate them for who they really are: spirit children of our Heavenly Father, with divine attributes” (“Behold Your Little Ones,”Tambuli, Oct. 1994, 40; emphasis added; “Great Shall Be the Peace of Thy Children,” Ensign, Apr. 1994, 59).
Monday, August 1, 2011
The Real Story
Alrighty.. I’ll let Danny win this one but here is the real story. Yes, I did ask him to get rid of the chickens multiple times, but I never gave him an ultimatum nor did I FORCE him to. I just gently COERCED him into it. There is a difference! He really rooted the idea in my head only AFTER he told me that he was thinking about getting rid of them in the first place because he was too busy to take care of them. That got my mind churning and I was excited about all the things I could do with the extra space in the back yard. Danny even told me, that while I was gone at girls camp he was going to get rid of the chickens. – Again, HIS IDEA! Well.. he didn’t and then left for 2 weeks for a business trip/vacation. SO, they were left in my tender care.
During the last 6 months that Danny has been gone.. traveling for business... while I was in charge of his precious coop: 2 chickens died and I had to dispose of their bodies. (One of them got caught in the chicken wire.. a very gruesome sight.) Another chicken almost got pecked to death and got blood everywhere by the dumb rooster we had. The rooster would somehow get out almost daily and hop the fence.. taking up at least an hour of my time trying to catch it. I would almost always have to enlist the cute neighbor kids to help me.
But what I really couldn’t handle was the mice. Danny didn’t clean the chicken coop at all during the winter months and when he finally moved the coop there were mice everywhere! Talk about FREAKING OUT!!!! Baby mice too. It gives me anxiety just remembering seeing AT LEAST 10 mice scurrying all over the place. I lost it. Started bawling. I couldn’t handle it. I can’t do mice. I’m sorry. We had mice in our house and I cleaned out every closet upstairs and there were “mice droppings” in every one. Even just a couple of weeks ago, when I was packing for California, I found mice poop in my suit case.
If we had a big backyard/barn then, of course, bring on the chickens! We’d get a cat to deal with the mice. But we don’t and I’m not adding a cat to our brood in White City. Just not happening. I feel really bad that Danny got rid of the chickens because he really did love them so much. He will probably get more and I won't be surprised if I get baby chicks again for my birthday.
Until then, our marriage is a happy one now. ;) No other ladies taking my husbands time or stealing his heart..


















