Monday, August 27, 2012

Dirty Jobs...

...With JB!

JB helped roof a house last Saturday. Look how white his teeth look under all that dirt! Such a stud. The boys hosed him off in the backyard before he came in for a shower.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

JB's birthday

For JB's birthday, I found him a bike jersey from the Tour of Utah. It's just slightly too small! Apparently they are made in Italy and they run small. Those Italians.


I also gave him this new tall, comfy camp chair from Costco.  (They had a BYU one, too, honey....)



Then his parents took us out to eat at their favorite restaurant in SLC, the Rio Grande Cafe.  I love these pictures JB took of Pauline and John.




Benny, waiting for some rice and beans goodness.


Andrew the ham.


Um, why so serious?



These two always make each other laugh.



Afterwards, outside, JB was teasing his parents about taking a picture with them each kissing his cheek.  His dad said, "I don't want it showing up on Mary's blog!"  So, I picked this one. For you, Feller.



JB got his boys to do a kissing pose too.


I'm pretty sure they also launched into a chant of "We love daddy! We love daddy!"  Chants have been big in our house since we watched the Olympics for every minute of those two weeks.  Even Andrew joined in with some "USA! USA!" action.

Friday, August 24, 2012

Max's birthday (oh, and mine too)

We had a few days of celebrating Max's birthday in July. First with family on Pioneer Day. There was definitely a Lego theme.  Pinterest helped me make his cake.
 




 For weeks before hand, Max dreamed of, talked about, and begged for a Lego fire truck. I mean he would mention it 10 times a day. But then he found out about the $30 set....and the $71 set.  He would sigh, talk wistfully about the bigger sets, but then insist all he wanted was the $10.67 fire truck.  Oh we sure tricked him!



Papa and Nona pitched in for the $71 dollar set.  Max was almost overcome. 



That same night I got a surprise for my birthday -- Toms flats!  I wear them a lot cuz I am in love with them.


 
Then on Max's actual birthday we took him for a cheeseburger. The boy loves cheeseburgers. He also daydreams about those.  On my birthday we had fried chicken.  I daydream about it.
 
Then the next Monday, we had a Groupon to Planet Play and took along some neighbors and cousins.
 






Yeah, it was fun!  Oh, see the turquoise strap over my arm?  A birthday present from JB of a fabulous purse that I love. A lot.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Second grade looks great


Someone is very excited about starting second grade.


Those younger brothers are showing off what they look like on this first day of school, too.


Benny's preschool starts in a couple weeks.  Andrew is fascinated by buckles and loves bike helmets. He's not starting school for years, thank goodness.  


Well hello!  


Max talked our ears off about the first day.  Miss Gerri made pancakes as per tradition apparently. Excellent tradition.  And he wants us to come see his locker decoration. 

For K and 1st grade I would always talk about how he was the youngest and tallest in his class. He was listening. I heard him say something yesterday about checking birthdays to see if he was still the youngest, and I think he was eyeing the other kids to see who was taller.  It's starting to even out now, I think.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Getting ready

Every year I do a back to school story on the radio, and we often give tips to get your kids ready.  Stuff like, find your backpacks and pencils and such, clear your schedule for that first week of school, and start moving your kids' bedtimes back to where they should be, a little at a time.

Yeah, we don't have a problem with that last one. 

My early schedule means since I go to bed early, our kids go to bed at 7:30 PM year-round.  I hear about other kids playing until 9 or 10 at night in the summer, and sleeping in until the mid-morning.  I can remember one time -- ONE TIME! -- in Max's life when he slept in until 8:30 AM.  That was nice, because I did, too.

We have to beg Max and Benny on the weekends to please try to stay in bed at least until they see a 7 on their clock. We plead with them to please not come upstairs at 6:30 AM because they are ready for shows and breakfast, or because they heard Andrew making noise (that's another story. That toddler and his sleep patterns sometimes become a burr in my saddle).  But, I guess 6:30 or 7 is sleeping in for me compared to Monday through Friday.

On Sunday Max came up to me and said, scowling, "Noah's mom says they are going to try to go to bed at 8:30 tonight.  Why can't I stay up until 8:30?!"

I know when our boys are teens we will be begging them to go to bed on time, and to wake up and get going and get ready for school, so I guess I should be happy for this time in their lives!

Friday, August 17, 2012

Benny the biker

I have successfully taught another child to ride a bike! We attempted it a couple times in the spring, but Benny fell a few times and didn't want to do it anymore, so I didn't push it. But out of the blue on Wednesday afternoon, he said he wanted to try again. It took about two hours with the Kelly Ripa method (Google Kelly Ripa rides a bike -- it works!)



He told me before we started that if he fell, he would try to brush the tears away with his hands. My sweet boy DID fall, scraped his knee, and tried to be brave but needed some Momma hugs. That's when we pulled out the elbow and knee pads, and he jumped back on and tried again.  It just clicked, and here he goes!






Now Max and Benny can go fast together.


What would a blog post be without a picture of this scrunchy smile?


Thursday, August 9, 2012

Kansas City trip - updated

Late last night JB and I got home from a 3 day, 2 night trip to the Kansas City area. Right off the plane we had my sister Bekah drive us to our favorite BBQ place, Oklahoma Joe's.


We met my brother Joe and his wife Susan there, along with their two friends. Susan and friends were part of the pipe band that played at the Nauvoo Temple pageant this summer. But apparently we did not get pictures of them, only the food. The glorious food.


We were there to go with my family to the new Kansas City temple, in the Liberty area, and do the work for my little brother Enoch who died a few years ago. I was glad to be there.

Here's me with my mom and dad. Good smile from my dad!


Some of the siblings:  Seth, Peter, Sarah and Emily.


The next day/Wednesday/yesterday, we went to have more BBQ, at Johnnie's. They have also been featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives. And they have a big pig collection.

Me and my sister Bekah with some Kansas sky in the background.


I loved playing games with her (she's very good, but I bested her once!), and playing games and watching a movie with Joe and Susan and their friends. I read a book and slept in -- it was great. And dilligence with allergy medication kept me from a repeat of the hospital visit 3 years ago at her house.

Here's the last place we went to eat, before getting on the plane. Spin Neopolitan Pizza. Fantastic. They are starting to franchise. Please come to Salt Lake City! This is the salad Bekah and my brother James love. Oh it's good.



While we were gone, JB's sister Suzanne and her husband Seth stayed at our house with the boys. They fed them their favorite foods, read to them, took them on adventures and outings every day -- we heard all about how cool Seth and Suzanne are. When we got back to our house, we saw these creations that Seth built from our Lego bin. He's an architect. The boys went nuts, because these have moving parts!

 

But thankfully this morning when the boys woke up and found us home they smothered us with hugs and kisses. I guess they missed us :)

Update:  For pictures and details of all the fun the boys had while we were gone, check Suzanne's blog.  She and Seth are amazing! I think they need a vacation now.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

OK, just take my wallet

These faces. They slaughter me.

Stop it. I can't take it.


What do you want? I will give you anything!



I don't think I hug or kiss these boys enough. Isn't it funny how some nights you are exhausted, and you can't wait for bedtime to MAKE THE NOISE STOP. Then when those children are tucked in bed you go back to the living room, sit on the couch with a heavy sigh, and you miss them already.