Going to church

Today my boys looked so adorable and I wish I had more time to take good pictures of them. The second we got home Hinckley was tearing off his "missionary suit" and Daddy was done too. I bought the shirt of Chandler yesterday on clearance and he will probably only wear another week or 2! Its a 3-6 months... I am going back tomorrow to see if they have any bigger ones!

This is Chandler who fell asleep before church... isn't that always when they want to sleep?

This is Hinckley right before church.. he sure misses preschool! (hence the back pack)



This was after church the "I am tired and need to pee face on Hinckley is great!" And yes that is a black eye Troy has, you can barely see it. He got it wrestling

Stopping to smell the roses (STSTR)

So with recent events in my life and others around me I have decided I am FAR to uptight about things. I need to let my hair down a bit, unwind, laugh, joke, smile more often. Because life for me really isn't bad. Not that I am sitting here depressed I LOVE MY LIFE! I just get too stressed out about dirty bathrooms, my house that is NEVER clean, the endless pile of dirty clothes that need to be cleaned or clean clothes that need to be put away.

I really like to have my kids on schedule. Don't get me wrong I am not this strict crazy lady but I do have certain routines we do everyday. (nap times, eating times, bath time, brushing teeth, chores, etc) I guess you could say I like to be in control of things.

BUT what is wrong with going outside the bounds a bit? What is wrong with reading a few more extra books at bed time or letting the kids play in the bath a bit longer? Or having Hinckley help me clean the house and instead of going over what he just did just being content with that it is "clean". Why not let Hinckley pick out his favorite cereals at the grocery store or his favorite fruit that he wants and will eat? Why not snuggle with Chandler a little longer fully knowing he will sleep better in his crib? Why not dance 1 extra song during our dance parties? Why not listen to the same song over and over and over and over again just because Hinckley thinks its the coolest song in the world and he likes to "jam out" or "rock out" to it? Why fret that my husband always puts his backpack at the table right before I am about to set the table for dinner? What is an extra 5 or 10 minutes going to kill?

So today I let Hinckley make cookies with me. Now usually we do it together but I am so STRICT about measuring everything out perfect. Well today my friends I let him do it. Well I did help him out a bit, only when he asked. I wish so bad I had a video going of him cracking eggs. OH I WILL FOREVER LAUGH in my head of a picture of him slamming the egg on the counter and saying "woops, I guess I need some help with the eggs". OH MAN! TOO FUNNY! Priceless really....


(Doesn't he look so happy and so cute in my apron?!)

So HERE is to a new beginning! Here is to making life a little more eventful and happy rather than stressful and frustrating! So if you come to my house and see a pile of clean clothes on the couch that need to be folded, my kitchen full of dishes, my toilets needing a scrubbing, and my floor unvacuumed just understand I am spending more time with my kids rather than obsessing over little things that in life will eventually get done...



Here is the egg mess... we probably have a few egg shells in the cookies but oh well! We will watch out for them.

Happy Early Valentines Day!

So as you will see in a previous post our sheets got destroyed so we needed new ones! As I was driving to get new ones I had this amazing thought... Why dont I surprise Troy with a little V-Day party? So we went to the dollar store and got decorations and got pizza from papa murphys. We had so much fun surprising him. Hinks and I waited anxiously and when he walked in the door we yelled, "SURPRISE!" We had so much fun!


Isnt Hinks cute he helped me big time with decorations! It was like Christmas day for him to surprise his daddy!



We put pictures of the boys on the table, fake flowers, a balloon, a stuffed doggie, the lunch box is for daddys love notes from his boys. And the other container is for love notes from me. It has been a tradition for me every year to write 101 things I love about him on Valentines Day.

Sleeping boys

I caught these great pictures last night with my sweet hubby and sweet baby. So adorable and priceless.

sisterhood of the traveling pants

I have had these PJ pants since at least 2001. I got them for Christmas from my favorite sister in the WHOLE WORLD! They seriously were the most comfortable jammies ever! They have more meaning to me because my sisters gave them to me and they surprised me that year at Christmas! They made it the best Christmas that year. They have since been with me everywhere I have been, they are the first thing packed in my suitcase. Florida, the Carolinas, Arizona, California, driving across the country twice, New York, Colorado, New Mexico, Nevada, Hawaii, they have actually been to every state except: for 12 of them. Thats pretty cool!
They have taken me through many adventures all my years of college, my wedding, honeymoon, 2 babies and pregnancies, miscarriages, love, hate, strength, weakness, pride, humility, laughter, and tears, and just about any other emotion you can think of. They were my companionship for 9 years. I am so sad to see them go. I doubt I will ever find another pair like them. But as you will see they are ripped up to my behind so its time to put them to rest. I LOVE YOU GAP PJS FOREVER!

Playing hide n seek

Hinckley and I were playing hide and seek the other day and he found a pretty good place to hide. In the closet. I got this great shot trying to find him.

I love my bear of a husband!

So yesterday morning I woke up and realized there was a hole in our sheets. More like a tear, but I thought well i can patch that up a bit and make it work for a few more months. Well I forgot to do it yesterday and my bear for a husband did this in the night... OH WELL! I guess its been 5 years its time for new sheets anyway.