Isaac's 1st Birthday

Isaac is 1!  I can't believe it.  I love that boy like one of my own.  Brett and Cynthia did good!  He was the happiest little guy at his party.  He had zero interest in ripping open his presents, but he sure wanted to play with them when his Mama opened them up. Cynthia made him the most adorable monkey cake. The Judys (wish they could be here because we miss them like crazy!) and my family got him a little dino rider and I'm proud to say he loved it!  Cynthia says he loves biting the little dino buttons to make them go off.

Isaac and the boys romped outside chasing Grandpa's chicks most of the afternoon. Cracks me up that Grandpa got them  I hear he hid them in the garage for over a week from Grandma before Brett found them in there while getting out the lawnmower!

Sorry, tons of pictures, but this isn't even half!

Isaac didn't like the feel of the grass on his toes











 

Isaac figured out that he could tap the chicks on the bum and they would jump and run. He giggled and giggled about it.

The chicks loved Jamison.  They all climbed up there on their own.  This is the BEFORE picture...

 This is the AFTER picture!!

 Bekham wasn't too sure about all these little creatures, but he loved watching them run around.


















Too Old For Everything Trae couldn't help, but get in on the action.













 Caught sneezing! 

 Grandpa enjoying his family













Yeah, He THINKS....

Found Mason riding the motorcycle... The motorcycle that Jamison got when he was 2 from Grandma & Grandpa.  It is seriously the bike that won't die.  The kids love it!


















Sweet Bekham having some tummy time.

Exciting news for Trae, he has been asked to be on the Roy Lacrosse Playoff Team.  I think it is silly that you have to be invited, but that is how the board wanted to do it.  The boys lost a game and had a shutout game for the 2nd on Saturday.  Their last game (until playoffs) is this coming Saturday. 

Trae carrying the ball

Penalty Box for Trae (I think there may be a problem when as a parent, you are excited to see them there.  Makes you feel like they are doing their job in the game)

 
 Face off time.

Trae was invited to do the Closed 800 Meter Dash at the last track meet.  It was such an honor for Trae, especially considering he is the only 7th grader that has been asked to compete in this race.  Things, sadly ended badly.  He tore his hamstring around the first bend, but he did race on.  So proud of him. 

Momma's embarrasing moment

Yep, I had one.  Usually it's my mouth that embarrasses me, but not this time.  I can't believe I'm even sharing this story, but it's too funny not too.  Okay, and maybe it is a have to be there moment, but you can courtesy laugh if you must.  Just laugh dang it!
Friday was Trae's track meet (pictures and info will be posted), last one to be specific.  I was standing there playing with the camera when I saw something on the ground.  On closer inspection, I realized it was a nursing pad.  I giggled to myself and thought how embarrassing for the Momma whom had lost it.  After a bit more thought, I laughed because it is the same kind I use.  (Can you see where this is going??).  And then the realization.... It was mine!! How in the hell did it escape and leap to the ground?  The only way I can figure it out, is that it would have had to shimmy up and then over the collar of my shirt.  My next train of thought leads me to wonder how long it took to work its way out and who all watched with horror as it did so???

Mason's conversation with me

Mason shaking fruit snack box....
Me: why are you shaking that?
Mason: Can you hear that?
Me: Hear what?
Mason: The prize.
Me: There is a prize in fruit snacks? I thought the snacks were the surprise. What do you think is the prize?
Mason: It's a laptop!
Me: How did you figure that out?
Mason: Well, it says right here on the back of the box.
Me: That's awesome. We should buy more boxes. But how do the laptops fit in there?
Mason: **rolls eyes**

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Bekham's Natural Mohawk

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If You Give a Mom a Muffin....

My boys and I love the If You Give... books and had to share this adorable poem based on them.  
Happy Mother's Day to all the Mothers!


If You Give a Mom a Muffin

If you give a mom a muffin,
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
So she'll pour herself some.
The coffee will get spilled by her three year old.
She'll wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find some dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do some laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over some snow boots and bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper for tonight.

She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook. (101 Things To Make With a Pound of
Hamburger.)
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill which is due tomorrow.
She will look for the checkbook.

The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two year old.
She'll smell something funny.
She'll change the two year old.
While she is changing the two year old the phone will ring. (Of course!)
Her five year old will answer it and hang up.

She remembers that she wants to phone a friend to come over for coffee on
Friday.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
She will pour herself some.
And chances are,
If she has a cup of coffee,
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

Written by Kathy Fictorie

Rabies??

Im kidding, but what is up with all the bubbles and foam?? Ew!

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Mason's Award

Proud mommy moment here. I have been lucky enough to have Trae and Jamison both receive this award. It's now Mason's turn!

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Easter

I'll try not to drone on about my disappointment of canceling our East Canyon trip, but we feel better about the decision after our neighbor informed us the resort had flooded and was under water.  Maybe next year.
We had a great time visiting with cousins on Saturday, after Trae's lacrosse games.  They made us lunch and set up an egg hunt for the kids.  I am so lucky to have such fun cousins!
We were worried about the weather, so we did our Easter egg hunt inside.  Have you ever tried to hide 111 eggs into 2 small rooms?  Most were in plain sight, but the boys still had fun.
We did our visit with Grandpa and Grandma.  They hid their Easter eggs filled with Grandpa's pocket change.  Mason found the most at $40, Trae was at $19 until he had to forfeit $5 to Jamison, and Jamison was at $9 before Trae's generous donation.  I might have to find eggs next year for Grandpa's pocket change!!
Brett and the boys spent probably 45 minutes outside with the goal of beating their record of kite flying from last year... they didn't do it, although, it was pretty funny watching them run back and forth across the yard dragging kites behind them...
We were then off to Nana and Papa's.  We love visiting there.  We were lucky enough to show off Bekham to some of the family, but most especially to Lucy, whom is so generous with the boys.

Bekham eating the giraffe out of his 1st Easter basket

All Trae wanted was a 2 ft chocolate bunny... couldn't find a 2 ft one, but he was satisfied with the one he received.

 Mason and his Easter stash

 Jamison finding eggs at Grandma and Grandpa's

Mason was trying to save this egg in his basket. I found it a few days later and convinced him to take a picture with it and throw it away! 

Trae's new t-shirt... goes great with the hair!

The boys' and their newly colored guys

Isaac's 1st Easter!  He loved finding the eggs!

 Look at those lashes!

Jamison going through his candy.

Bekham giggling and blowing raspberries at Daddy

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Trae

 Trae never wants his picture taken, but this past week he changed his mind.  I just can't believe how old he is getting.  At his physical, the doctor said Trae's recent growth spurt should be some kind of record.  From November - March he grew 10 INCHES! He now stands at 5'7".
This kid is keeping me running.  I pick him up from track at 4PM and he needs to be to lacrosse at 5PM and finishes up around 7PM.  Then home again for dinner, homework, and off to la-la land.  We don't have time for much of anything, so if I don't stop and talk we'll both be sad, but have to make do with a friendly wave... What's that saying from that Jim Carrey show?... "Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!"