Yep, he's that cute!
(This is what we call the "goo" face)
Seriously, if perfection were bundled up in a baby, wouldn't he be it?
I see Hatch in him in this picture. I've never seen it before, but maybe...Sunday, May 18, 2008
Landon
Yep, he's that cute!
(This is what we call the "goo" face)
Seriously, if perfection were bundled up in a baby, wouldn't he be it?I see Hatch in him in this picture. I've never seen it before, but maybe...
Friday, May 16, 2008
Road Analogy
For those of you who don't believe Kami talks (because you have never heard her) I relate this story. Here is a little background: lately all "good" advice comes from Jesus. Things such as, clear your dish, is interpreted as "Do you know what Jesus tells us, He says we should always put our plate in the dishwasher." We roll with it. (That one we took the cleanliness is next to Godliness route.)
So today,
Oh wait, one more explanation, when playing outside it is Kameryn's responsibility to make sure Cooper stays in the yard and doesn't go near the road. She takes this job very seriously.
So today, Kami comes in from playing outside with death on her mind. Here is the "conversation" verbatim. (I say "conversation" because really it was one-sided, I just soaked it all in.)
"Mommy, do you know what Jesus says? He says we should be careful when we play outside and not go in the road. Because we could get run over and break our legs. And Cooper would go in the road and he would die. And I would go in the road to get him and I would die. And you would go in the road and die. And Daddy would come in the road and die. And Landon...no he's to little, he can't walk. Then we all would be dead in the road. And do you know what, that would be really so sad."
...Okay?!
(So morbid so young?)
Randomly, my favorite new little thing she does is she talks with her hands. So imagine little hand shrugs every now and then. Too cute.
So today,
Oh wait, one more explanation, when playing outside it is Kameryn's responsibility to make sure Cooper stays in the yard and doesn't go near the road. She takes this job very seriously.
So today, Kami comes in from playing outside with death on her mind. Here is the "conversation" verbatim. (I say "conversation" because really it was one-sided, I just soaked it all in.)
"Mommy, do you know what Jesus says? He says we should be careful when we play outside and not go in the road. Because we could get run over and break our legs. And Cooper would go in the road and he would die. And I would go in the road to get him and I would die. And you would go in the road and die. And Daddy would come in the road and die. And Landon...no he's to little, he can't walk. Then we all would be dead in the road. And do you know what, that would be really so sad."
...Okay?!
(So morbid so young?)
Randomly, my favorite new little thing she does is she talks with her hands. So imagine little hand shrugs every now and then. Too cute.
Shaken; not Stirred
Fun thing about having piano students; there are more "kid's say the darndest things" moments. Take for instance Thursday's piano student, Kimbree. Upon completion of her lessons she was gazing at our family photos on the wall. She looked at Brandon's picture and then straight at Brandon (who was sitting on the couch) "You look just like James Bond!"
Sweet! Every man's dream, to be compared to James Bond. Kimbree even had to get the movie case out and hold it right up to his face to ensure us all of the resemblance.
Funny thing, Kimbree is only 6. I didn't know they made James Bond fans so young. (Don't worry, they don't. Apparently her father is a HUGE James Bond fan and has been watching Casino Royale every 3-4 days. Funny.)
Here is a pic so you can all see the resemblance: ....you know, I kind of see it?
How funny! I think the best thing about it is, (well first, let it be know that I am definitely NOT a Bond fan.) but, casino royale, and the new bond, whatever his name may be, happen to be my favorite bond. Fun, fun. Another fun fact, Brandon came home from seeing this movie and couldn't wait for me to watch it with him, said the main girl in it reminded him of me. (I think it was the dark hair, green eyes thing...I didn't see the resemblance) So there we have it, the two of us, stars in a James Bond film, or at least body doubles. Who would have thought we were such beautiful people?
Sweet! Every man's dream, to be compared to James Bond. Kimbree even had to get the movie case out and hold it right up to his face to ensure us all of the resemblance.
Funny thing, Kimbree is only 6. I didn't know they made James Bond fans so young. (Don't worry, they don't. Apparently her father is a HUGE James Bond fan and has been watching Casino Royale every 3-4 days. Funny.)
Here is a pic so you can all see the resemblance: ....you know, I kind of see it?
How funny! I think the best thing about it is, (well first, let it be know that I am definitely NOT a Bond fan.) but, casino royale, and the new bond, whatever his name may be, happen to be my favorite bond. Fun, fun. Another fun fact, Brandon came home from seeing this movie and couldn't wait for me to watch it with him, said the main girl in it reminded him of me. (I think it was the dark hair, green eyes thing...I didn't see the resemblance) So there we have it, the two of us, stars in a James Bond film, or at least body doubles. Who would have thought we were such beautiful people?
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Deal or No Deal
Ahh Cooper. I'm not sure how much sleep the child got, I'm sure it was very little. But, suffice it to say, it was not enough.
Earlier today I casually mentioned to Cooper that he would not be able to play "tools" until he picked up the crayons. He had what can only be described as, well, we'll call it a complete meltdown. Thrashing of limbs, screaming uncontrollably, you know, meltdown.
When Cooper doesn't get his way, he attacks me. Sort of. He runs after me and grabs hold of my leg and then won't let go. I'm not sure what the purpose is, or the result he is going for. It really resembles a hug. Were it not for the incessant screaming I might think "Aw, how cute. My baby loves me." Yeah, I'm pretty sure thats not what he's trying to tell me. (It is rather funny.)
Well, during said meltdown, Kami looks at me and says "I don't know whats his deal." Followed by, "I think he learned it from you."
For the record - I don't throw temper tantrums.
Fun Kami fact: Her vocabulary has gotten rather familiar...almost like someone else says it all the time. hmmm... Her latest "Oh my gosh." (we are working on changing that one to goodness) and "Oh shoot, oh shoot, oh shoot!" Too cute coming from a 3 year old who has no idea why one says something like that.
Earlier today I casually mentioned to Cooper that he would not be able to play "tools" until he picked up the crayons. He had what can only be described as, well, we'll call it a complete meltdown. Thrashing of limbs, screaming uncontrollably, you know, meltdown.
When Cooper doesn't get his way, he attacks me. Sort of. He runs after me and grabs hold of my leg and then won't let go. I'm not sure what the purpose is, or the result he is going for. It really resembles a hug. Were it not for the incessant screaming I might think "Aw, how cute. My baby loves me." Yeah, I'm pretty sure thats not what he's trying to tell me. (It is rather funny.)
Well, during said meltdown, Kami looks at me and says "I don't know whats his deal." Followed by, "I think he learned it from you."
For the record - I don't throw temper tantrums.
Fun Kami fact: Her vocabulary has gotten rather familiar...almost like someone else says it all the time. hmmm... Her latest "Oh my gosh." (we are working on changing that one to goodness) and "Oh shoot, oh shoot, oh shoot!" Too cute coming from a 3 year old who has no idea why one says something like that.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Day of the Moms
Making the decision to be a mom is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. (Quote source unknown. But it's nice just the same.)
All my love to the mothers in my life: So mom, mom (in-law), sisters, aunts, grandmas, and friends: Happy Mother's Day! I love you and want you to know that I learn new and wonderful things about motherhood and womanhood from you every time we are together. (Even if it is only on the phone.) Thanks for the inspiration to be better, to love deeper, and to try harder. Thank you for doing what you do everyday.
For my mom: I found this quote and liked it. I thought of you.
All I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother. - Abraham Lincoln.
Love you.
All my love to the mothers in my life: So mom, mom (in-law), sisters, aunts, grandmas, and friends: Happy Mother's Day! I love you and want you to know that I learn new and wonderful things about motherhood and womanhood from you every time we are together. (Even if it is only on the phone.) Thanks for the inspiration to be better, to love deeper, and to try harder. Thank you for doing what you do everyday.
For my mom: I found this quote and liked it. I thought of you.
All I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother. - Abraham Lincoln.
Love you.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
My Greatest Blessings Call Me Mom
Happy mother's day! I have an undying urge to post about my sweet little ones (surprise). Here are some of the fun times/events/sayings they are bringing into my life. I love being a mother! (I now realize this will sub post back to the day I originally started it.. oh well.)
Kameryn:
When did she turn 15? Honestly! So, her latest can be described as defiant...possibly grouchy...definitely teenage behavior. Take for instance yesterday, she was trying to steal a toy from Cooper, I told her to knock it off. She looked at me, turned on her heels, stomped off to her room and then pivoted back only to scream at me "I am never going to watch this movie again! EVER!" Then she slammed the door. A couple times. (Their latch doesn't always work.) That little outburst has happened to me repeatedly this week. She doesn't get her way, she will scream whatever threat she can think of (usually "I am never going to play with you again! EVER!") and then she slams the door. She's three....(deep breath)
Honestly, though I definitely want to remember that, what I really want to remember is the way she and Cooper play together. Best of friends. Inseparable. She is always looking out for him. Making sure he gets his fair share. She is such a good helper with Landon. Watching her talk to him is enough to melt any mom's heart. She tells him stories, makes funny faces...I've even caught her changing his diaper. (That was adventuresome)
I love how for Kami, everything is now "the girls". (We are going to do this mom, because we are the girls) I know the way her eyes sparkle when it's time for family home evening and we tell her stories about Jesus. She is too cute! I love when she says to me "Hey, I have a good idea!" I don't even know how to describe her. She is wonderful!
Cooper:
photo courtesy of Kami G. I love the artistic expression with the blurriness, and the shot in front of the window. Plus, Cooper's expression is priceless. Doesn't that face just scream "I'm the man!"
HOLY CRAP! (literally...) Cooper has come full swing into the search and destroy phase. Take for instance today. He dumped out a bag of goldfish crackers, all over the living room carpet and puppy porch. (The puppy porch is our enclosed front porch where Lulu used to reside. It seems like everyday this week Cooper has dumped something on the floor out there. On Sunday it was a full bag of BBQ chips. Yesterday was a bucket of animal crackers. Tuesday, a full tub of parmesan cheese - the expensive kind. And now today, a bag of goldfish crackers. Oh yes, I believe reese's peanut butter cups were the food of choice of Monday, or was it Tuesday... either way, that was a mess. Chocolate EVERYWHERE! I'm sure we have lost at least $15 worth of groceries to the puppy porch floor.) Back on track with today. While cleaning up the bucket of toys Cooper dumped out in his bedroom, Cooper took full advantage of my back being turned and unrolled a WHOLE roll of toilet paper in 45 seconds flat. It was strewn all over the bathoom, through his bedroom, over Kami's bed, wrapped around the covers, and back into the bathroom where the remaining half had been disposed of in the toilet. (On the bright side, he should be excellent at t.p.-ing. Very quick, very efficient...very quiet as well.) Lunch is a whole other story. I've included a picture.
Ever see that happen in one meal? Yep, that was a first here as well. By the way, that is chocolate pudding, and rice... (I guess it's what I get for feeding Landon at lunch time... I'll learn.) Edited to say: this part of the post was written back whatever day I started this...Thursday? Anyway, since then, he has dumped a bag of tortilla chips on the floor and bean burrito. We got a break yesterday (Saturday) since we weren't home.
So, besides that...what I really want to remember about Cooper is the crazy throat grunt/laugh he makes when he is really excited. His little shimmies when he is dancing or even just sitting in his chair (TOO CUTE!) The way he screams in excitement over everything. (I'm pretty sure the child has only one volume: extremely loud.) His complete adoration for his sister, and his mommy...(depending on his mood) His love for all things cars, wrestling, and messy.
Which leads me to, I have never met a messier child in my life. I was doing laundry yesterday, I went through more stain spray than I have ever in my married life. That kid! Poor Landon won't have anything to wear at 2 because I am pretty sure Cooper will have sent it up in flames. Mud and dirt caked everywhere, holes in socks...filthy! Summer with this kid is going to kill us. I think I will send him out naked. What a boy! All this mess only makes me love him more. How does a little one get more "boy" then Cooper. I'm really not sure they make the boy flavor any stronger. What a hoot! So much love for him and his crazy antics! (His favorite word right now is "no!" 'Hey Cooper, I love you.' 'love you!' 'Hey Cooper...' 'No.' 'Hey Cooper' 'No.' ' Hey Cooper...' 'What??' 'Love you.' 'no.')
Landon:
I think I have an obsession, and I think his name is Landon. I honestly cannot get enough of him. I don't remember staring at my other two as much as I stare at this one. (Of course, my other two didn't like me near as much...) Landon loves to talk to his mommy and his mommy loves to talk back...Brandon told me yesterday I was going to corrupt our child. He says I talk to him like a ghetto white gangster and our son is going to get beat up because he is going to think that is how you really talk... "fo shizzle"(... it's Kadon's fault)
I officially have my first thumb sucker, or fist sucker I should say. He is definitely a hit with the ladies, as all the YW want a piece of the Land-man. So much love for such a small bundle. I know I devote nearly 2 hours of each day staring at the child, cooing odd "gansta" phrases into his ears, kissing his cheeks, and being all sorts of annoying, in your face mommy. Never so much love... He has started a cute little belly laugh. He will break it out at the oddest, and most delightful, of times. One never expects it, but it is pure bliss. I think if I love him anymore I will explode.
Sorry for such a long post, but I have been thinking so many thoughts of my children lately. I didn't want to forget one single ounce of them. They truly are my reason for everything! There is no greater gift.
I love you babies! (Brandon, you're cool too.)
Kameryn:
When did she turn 15? Honestly! So, her latest can be described as defiant...possibly grouchy...definitely teenage behavior. Take for instance yesterday, she was trying to steal a toy from Cooper, I told her to knock it off. She looked at me, turned on her heels, stomped off to her room and then pivoted back only to scream at me "I am never going to watch this movie again! EVER!" Then she slammed the door. A couple times. (Their latch doesn't always work.) That little outburst has happened to me repeatedly this week. She doesn't get her way, she will scream whatever threat she can think of (usually "I am never going to play with you again! EVER!") and then she slams the door. She's three....(deep breath)Honestly, though I definitely want to remember that, what I really want to remember is the way she and Cooper play together. Best of friends. Inseparable. She is always looking out for him. Making sure he gets his fair share. She is such a good helper with Landon. Watching her talk to him is enough to melt any mom's heart. She tells him stories, makes funny faces...I've even caught her changing his diaper. (That was adventuresome)
I love how for Kami, everything is now "the girls". (We are going to do this mom, because we are the girls) I know the way her eyes sparkle when it's time for family home evening and we tell her stories about Jesus. She is too cute! I love when she says to me "Hey, I have a good idea!" I don't even know how to describe her. She is wonderful!
Cooper:
photo courtesy of Kami G. I love the artistic expression with the blurriness, and the shot in front of the window. Plus, Cooper's expression is priceless. Doesn't that face just scream "I'm the man!"HOLY CRAP! (literally...) Cooper has come full swing into the search and destroy phase. Take for instance today. He dumped out a bag of goldfish crackers, all over the living room carpet and puppy porch. (The puppy porch is our enclosed front porch where Lulu used to reside. It seems like everyday this week Cooper has dumped something on the floor out there. On Sunday it was a full bag of BBQ chips. Yesterday was a bucket of animal crackers. Tuesday, a full tub of parmesan cheese - the expensive kind. And now today, a bag of goldfish crackers. Oh yes, I believe reese's peanut butter cups were the food of choice of Monday, or was it Tuesday... either way, that was a mess. Chocolate EVERYWHERE! I'm sure we have lost at least $15 worth of groceries to the puppy porch floor.) Back on track with today. While cleaning up the bucket of toys Cooper dumped out in his bedroom, Cooper took full advantage of my back being turned and unrolled a WHOLE roll of toilet paper in 45 seconds flat. It was strewn all over the bathoom, through his bedroom, over Kami's bed, wrapped around the covers, and back into the bathroom where the remaining half had been disposed of in the toilet. (On the bright side, he should be excellent at t.p.-ing. Very quick, very efficient...very quiet as well.) Lunch is a whole other story. I've included a picture.
Ever see that happen in one meal? Yep, that was a first here as well. By the way, that is chocolate pudding, and rice... (I guess it's what I get for feeding Landon at lunch time... I'll learn.) Edited to say: this part of the post was written back whatever day I started this...Thursday? Anyway, since then, he has dumped a bag of tortilla chips on the floor and bean burrito. We got a break yesterday (Saturday) since we weren't home.So, besides that...what I really want to remember about Cooper is the crazy throat grunt/laugh he makes when he is really excited. His little shimmies when he is dancing or even just sitting in his chair (TOO CUTE!) The way he screams in excitement over everything. (I'm pretty sure the child has only one volume: extremely loud.) His complete adoration for his sister, and his mommy...(depending on his mood) His love for all things cars, wrestling, and messy.
Which leads me to, I have never met a messier child in my life. I was doing laundry yesterday, I went through more stain spray than I have ever in my married life. That kid! Poor Landon won't have anything to wear at 2 because I am pretty sure Cooper will have sent it up in flames. Mud and dirt caked everywhere, holes in socks...filthy! Summer with this kid is going to kill us. I think I will send him out naked. What a boy! All this mess only makes me love him more. How does a little one get more "boy" then Cooper. I'm really not sure they make the boy flavor any stronger. What a hoot! So much love for him and his crazy antics! (His favorite word right now is "no!" 'Hey Cooper, I love you.' 'love you!' 'Hey Cooper...' 'No.' 'Hey Cooper' 'No.' ' Hey Cooper...' 'What??' 'Love you.' 'no.')
Landon:
I think I have an obsession, and I think his name is Landon. I honestly cannot get enough of him. I don't remember staring at my other two as much as I stare at this one. (Of course, my other two didn't like me near as much...) Landon loves to talk to his mommy and his mommy loves to talk back...Brandon told me yesterday I was going to corrupt our child. He says I talk to him like a ghetto white gangster and our son is going to get beat up because he is going to think that is how you really talk... "fo shizzle"(... it's Kadon's fault)
I officially have my first thumb sucker, or fist sucker I should say. He is definitely a hit with the ladies, as all the YW want a piece of the Land-man. So much love for such a small bundle. I know I devote nearly 2 hours of each day staring at the child, cooing odd "gansta" phrases into his ears, kissing his cheeks, and being all sorts of annoying, in your face mommy. Never so much love... He has started a cute little belly laugh. He will break it out at the oddest, and most delightful, of times. One never expects it, but it is pure bliss. I think if I love him anymore I will explode.
Sorry for such a long post, but I have been thinking so many thoughts of my children lately. I didn't want to forget one single ounce of them. They truly are my reason for everything! There is no greater gift.
I love you babies! (Brandon, you're cool too.)
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Shout Out! and {Memory Monday}
Just wanted to send out a little shout out to one of my favorite things (probably on the top of my list as far as "things" go, right after fall, of course.) RAIN! I woke up to a beautiful rainy day. It always lifts my spirits. Strange, I know... but rain makes me smile.So, since I am giving a shout out, I might as well do a little {Memory Monday} to go along with it.
Rain: I am not exactly sure how long I have been a fan...I'm wondering if it has something to do with the fact that it always rained on my birthday. (Small side note: I used to complain that it always rained on my birthday. One year, my dad told me he would fix it. It was an absolutely beautiful rain -free day. About 8:00 that night, it started to rain. I didn't realize how much I loved, and looked forward to the rain until that moment. My dad said he did it just for me. I believe him.)
Anyway, back on track, when it used to rain, my brothers and I would run outside, barefoot of course, and dance in the cold-e-sac, making sure we splashed in all the puddles. After we were thoroughly soaked through, we would climb into the hot tub, clothes and all. Then we would treat ourselves to some homemade broccoli cheese soup. Rain was the best. (Fun times, fun times!)
My love for rain runs deep. I prayed and prayed for rain on my wedding day. It was the most beautiful overcast day and at the very end of our outdoor reception, it started raining. It was too perfect for words.
Here Brandon and I are, dancing in he rain on our wedding day.I guess whenever I see rain, it reminds me of how much my father, and my Father in Heaven love me. It reminds me of my family, it reminds me of fall...so basically it just reminds me of everything I love. Is that odd?
So, beautiful, beautiful day. Shout out to one of my favorite things in the whole world.
I LOVE RAIN!
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