Smoothie anyone?

ok, so this is not really catching up on any of the blogs that I have wanted to post over the past couple of weeks, but it is something that happened the other night at our house.

We LOVE smoothies. My husband has mastered the art, and we have blown through one blender, and the second is on the fritz since being married almost 4 years ago (note: this number is way smaller than the number of mixers that I personally have somehow broken, but we will not get into that)

I guess that love was passed onto our kids.
Ethan sat on the island, while Jordan, Skyler and I sat at the island, and he crawled between the smoothies maximizing what he was able to consume because he had 3 to go between, instead of just sharing with one person.

I thought this was so funny, and if one of us was taking a drink when he got to us, he would try to push our heads out of the way, and suck on whatever he could get his mouth around.

Busy

It seems like life is getting the better of me, well kind of. I love being busy, and I love what I have been busy with, but none the less, I am busy and have not had time to do some posts that I would like to do. maybe this weekend...

no mommy, no, you are Not smart...

How is it that kids always seem to find a way to put us in our place.

I planned on having my grandma sew bags for favors at Skyler's birthday party, but decided hey, I have extra fabric from the Firetruck wrap on Skylers bed, I can come up with something right? I have zero ability to follow a patterns, although I am pretty capable at just sewing, and comming up with something, and that is exactly how the day began. I brought out the books that I wanted to send home with the kids, and did a little measureing, and a little more cutting, a few minutes sewing, and wow a perfect little bag materialized out of no where.

In my excitement I exclaimed "I am a genius!" Skyler over hears this outburst and asks me what a genius is. I explain that it means that mommy is smart.

"no mommy, no! You are NOT smart"

I wish I could say that this is the only time that he has decided that my IQ is less than stellar, but no he seems to think that I need to be put in my place on a regular basis.
but really, when you are 2, and playing chess doesn't that make everyone else seem a little less intelligent?

Happy Fathers Day

I just wanted to give a shout out to all of the Father's in my life. I am very blessed to have inspirational, loving caring men in my life. Today we had brunch with my dad, and Dinner with Jordans. The boys LOVE waking up dad, and Jordan really doesn't love waking up. an unfortunate combination, but Jordan plays along. One reason he is a great Dad!
The gifts this year were really personalized for the most part. Jordan got a shirt that had a mark from both boys. Skylers Hands, and Ethan's feet (simply because he would not cooperate!)
Jordan also got a Miter Saw from the boys, but it was a little big and bulky for the bed.
We made Rick a tie that had pictures of all of his grandkids on it. There are 6 of them now, and that took some fancy computer work by my husband.
We made my dad a golf shirt again with his grandkids on. He only has my 2 boys, so it was a little easier. We were working on practicality here. My dad wears golf shirts 7 days a week! He wears a dress shirt to church, but before and after golf shirts. In fact if he had his way, he would be golfing 7 days a week. Nobody wears a farmers tan as proudly as my dad who got it golfing!

Happy Fathers day. I am soo grateful and love all of the Fathers in my life a great deal.

Back yard!

I am grateful for my backyard, small as it may be, it is a space that my family can be outside, and I know that my children are safe. I can watch my kids play on the slide, or Skyler give Ethan rides in the wagon. I love it!

Happy Birthday Ethan

My baby boy turned 1 today!

We had a family dinner last night, and filled our little house to the brim. We are lucky enough to live only minutes from most of our immediate family. Jordan and I both have 1 sibling that lives in a different city, but still in Alberta.
Standing room only? We are almost done the basement, and had it set up so that people could go down stairs, but most just stayed where the action was. This is Jordan's Dad, his sister Jocelyn, her daughter Holli and her husband Jeff. Not to worry there was lots of food.

I made fish cupcakes, and decorated with blue and Yellow, maybe I am a geek, but I love color coordinating things!
Ethan didn't really enjoy the cupcake though, I helped his take a bite and he had a precious, and totally disgusted look on his face. He did play with the icing and get thoroughly dirty!

After a bath, and some clean fresh jammies Ethan attacked the presents.
ok, so he didn't attack them, he more tried to put the paper back on after I helped to get it off. He did like his cards, and some thoughtful relatives gave him some cute toys and clothes, most of which was promptly stolen by Skyler.

Poor Skyler tried all night to steal the spotlight but really didn't have too much success. He kept telling me that it was Skylers and Ethan's Birthday.
I did let him help me do some of the cupcake decorating, and this is what his turned out like. I guess when you are his age the more icing the better? He was a good sport though, and at least let Ethan see his new toys before taking them and wearing them in a little.

It was a wonderfully fun evening, but I have had a long week and am feeling exhausted!

Primary

I am so grateful for my calling in the Primary Presidency, and even for all of the many challenges that it presents. Our primary has 140 children, plus about 40 in Nursery. It is HUGE, and that does make things very difficult. There are so many fun things that we would love to do with them, but because of sheer numbers it is not a possibility. I am so grateful for the simple faith of Children, and for their courage and example. Month after month I feel the need to bear my testimony and always talk myself out of it. Today I couldn't sit any longer. The children in our primary were lining up to be an example to me, and to teach ME something. I love the women that I work with and feel blessed for the struggles, and lessons that I have learned.