I noticed my last post was for Hansen's birthday...so I may be down to 4 times a year for the blog, maybe 5 with Christmas. Oh how I LOVE and ENJOY this boy! When Garrett has a big day...or something great is happening to him...he naturally just gets generous and tries to make everyone feel as good as he does. He woke up early and ran down to see his requested Angry Birds cake. Because of the amount of time it takes to dip each cake bite this cake was way to intensive...but to have him RUN up to wake me up to tell me that it was the awesomest cake EVER! It turns out it was worth the two and half hours. He then went on to say sweet things all day. "Mom, the best things about my birthday so far are my cake and YOU!" or "Mom, I think you deserve to have the king pig, cause he's the biggest and you're the best. (he was out of school for the week, so we went to the Bean museum and he ran around with Hansen and did the "animal hunt" and I tried to keep up with Oivia. Then off to the creamery for lunch-which Hansen kept calling the Whip Cream.)
He had a great time with cousins and family at his party and made up some games...including a treasure hunt and a game where he set up pig targets(100 points if you hit the middle one and 28 and 62 points for the respective side pigs). :-)
This last picture is classic Garrett. Everyone was singing Happy Birthday to Garrett J again and he just stood there a tiny bit embarrassed but enjoying every single minute. At the end of the day, I was doing the dishes downstairs and Sam was putting the boys to bed...Garrett ran down and says, "Thanks for EVERYTHING mom." and ran back up. This little guy was just born with it. The gift of gratitude. Love him.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Hansen is "fweeeee" (three)
Hansen got an ear infection on his birthday...so we postponed a day. In that day he went from wanting a "bowling cake"(really easy to make) to a "dragon cake"(bit more intensive). Big mistake...should've just made him suffer on the actual day and done an easier cake. Just kidding. I promise. This boy has had some two year old moments that make me want to pull my hair out, but has learned quickly to say, "Oops, it was an axkident"(even if it was VERY much on purpose)- it makes me smile and he's off the hook, usually. He has started to turn into quite the older brother to Olivia. He gets stuff for her whenever she is crying and when I tell him thank you. He walks off and quietly and proudly says back, "Thank you mama, thank you."(your welcome, in his mind). He follows Garrett around and does whatever he does. He says the same jokes and thinks I will laugh again just because I laughed at Garrett. He has a shy sly way about him...but he is as rambunctious as they come. He is STILL jumping constantly. He'll either have a great vertical when he is older, or major cartilage damage. This pic is a bit blurry...all my pics of him are blurry, cause he is ALWAYS moving. He states the obvious all the time, and blurts out his feelings so sincerely. example: he gets hurt, he looks up at me with his obvious statement of "i hurt myself, i went "wap" right on my head!" I comfort him and kiss it which usually does the trick, but then he walks off saying, "i don't want to be happy, I want to be sad."(in a super pouty voice). He sees Molly as his mother, Garrett as his buddy or antagonizer and he's still not sure about Olivia. I hope I can always remember him at this age. I'm starting to realize how hard that is. All I remember about Garrett at this age is that I was grateful for each day that I was able to keep him alive. Little different with Hansen...hasn't taken nearly as many years off my life. I'll thank him later for that...after he gets through the teen years probably.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Livi LaRue is 1
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Christmas and Skiing
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Molly's Baptism Weekend
What a great weekend. Family all came into town and we were all together...for a brief moment. Molly was very focused during the meeting. Listening intently to her grandmas speak about baptism(joining a team, and you gotta show up) and the Holy Ghost(that it can comfort you when you don't feel happy). People were sick with gastroenteritis, Kids were screaming in the back, when we got there it was double booked and the high councilman suggested we just come in during the other family's baptism and just "borrow" the font, cause it is "just" the baptism. I got very motherly and explained with all the restraint I could that he needed to think of a better plan.(not just for our sake...for the other family). We left and went into our meeting. His wife helped him and she came in and told us to move rooms and they would move them as well. It all worked out great...and Molly didn't even notice all the chaos. She just enjoyed it. She sang a solo(bc that is what she wanted to do) and sang the first verse of "I'm trying to be like Jesus" in french and then the second verse in english. We didn't have a mic cause we were in some random room(bc of the double booked font) and she didn't even notice. My mom played the piano SUPER quiet and she sang beautifully. Just beautifully. It was precious and I will never forget it. Her confirmation and baptism reminded me very simply that if we just fulfill saving ordinances and try our very best. We will live with Him again. Simple really. Quite simple. She really is trying hard to grow and learn and be her best. She tests me...oh how she tests me...but I love her great desire to be good and do good. We ate afterward and were able to spend time with family and friends. We are so blessed, and I know it.ps...this pic cracks me up. Garrett is hilarious...Hansen is just crazy...and you can tell I had to wake up Livi Rue Who to get her there...she was poopy and mad by the end. But made it through. As always....so grateful for Sam...so grateful.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Just an update

Thursday, June 30, 2011
It's been a while!
Sometimes babies can be hard...especially little bitty babies...but sick babies can be really hard. Olivia has had some sort of sickness for pretty much 3/4 of her life. RSV at 3 weeks, gastrointestinal thing, parainfluenza, and an itty bitty cold. She toughed out most of these things pretty well. I like to say nursing helped, but that is just cause I need to say that to feel a sense of accomplishment, because it is hard to get up and nurse a sick baby when you feel SO sick yourself. Reflux was a result of the RSV...and I have never had a reflux baby before...I had wondered why in the world people kept giving me all these burp cloths for gifts. I had never used them. Ever. Molly spit up twice...it was more like projectile vomiting. Garrett...not really...Hansen...not really. Wow...THIS is what people do with babies??? Holy smokes??? Horrible. I feel like my laundry has quadrupled. We got her on some medicine, and I have been grateful for whoever invented it ever since. We feel like we are on the way up now. The low point of all of this was when Sam had to go out of town for work, and Livi Rue woke up every two hours all three nights he was gone...unbelievable stuff. We are hopefully on to a healthier happier life now.
This kids have enjoyed basketball camp this summer(well, they loved the popsicle breaks)...Molly is now in dance camp(and it's a nice review of some french)...and hopefully we get a little soccer camp in. We are eating lettuce and spinach and chard and strawberries out of the garden, and can't wait for more to start coming. There is something really fun for me about picking a bunch of strawberries and washing them in the hose on the lawn and eating them with the kids. It was the same last year with cherry tomatoes. I don't know why I love it so much, but it is easily the hightlight of the summer for me. Swimming at my aunt's pool, and going to the waterpark are the highlight for the kids. Hansen asks the moment Sam walks in the door. "Go Wimming! Wata pawk!" Molly has been loving Sudoku(i'm barely skilled enough for the beginner puzzles) and Garrett has been enjoying lego kits...fun stuff.
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BYU at SDSU Football Game
Buddies
Fall 2007
Molly Ann diggin at the Beach
Summer 2007
Buried in the Sand
I loved it when he got buried, because he would just sit there...it made the beach much more relaxing. :-)