Daydreaming...

It is hot today... really hot so me and the boys are inside, like little hermits. We spend a lot of time inside these days... we are going crazy. I try to get Deagan to the park so he can play as often as I can, he loves to be outside... I wish I could just turn him lose in our own backyard though...

Oh how I wish we had a backyard full of this beautiful, lush grass. I can't wait to have a backyard where the boys can play... Little boys belong outside where they can play in the mud and get dirty. I long for the day when I can open the back door and let Deagan run wild. He needs a backyard with grass more than any of us.

A place to burn off some of that energy. A place for him to run through the sprinkler... and now that the days just keep getting hotter and hotter, we might all run through it with him. I can't wait to feel it on my bare feet and lay a blanket down and let Treyden roll around on it... I can't wait for a sandbox for Deagan to dig in and drive his trucks through... and a swingset with a slide... Ah, sounds magical. I have big plans :) Plans that take time. I am trying to be patient. And I know Dev is tired of me buggin him about it... he is doing the best he can and I know he wants it just as much as I do. And I know we will have it someday. But until then, I will keep daydreaming...

Camping with Dad

Last night Devin and Deagan went camping for Father and Sons. Deagan was excited about it all week... he was so ready to go when Dev got home yesterday. This is what he said before they left

"Bye mom, don't be sad... Treyden will be here. We will be back tomorrow."

Thanks Deag, you are always so thoughtful. Anyway, while the boys were away us girls (Molli, Cayla and I) made plans to have a girls night. We made a craft and just enjoyed our quiet evenings. I headed home so looking forward to a good night sleep, Treyden only wakes up one time during the night (YES!!) and already sleeps better than Deagan. Poor Deagan has never been a good sleeper. Hopefully he grows out of that soon. So, Treyden and I had a nice, QUIET night to ourselves but definitely missed our Daddy and Deagy Boy. They were home by about 10:30 this morning though. Dev said Deagan had a blast, I knew he would. He ran wild with all the other boys. Dev said they all had glow sticks last night so you could just see a bunch of glow sticks running around. And he said he slept so good. He woke up cold though and was ready to come home. So, they ate some yummy breakfast, compliments of Bishop and headed home. Deagan has been talking about it all since he got home... I am glad he got to spend some time with his Daddy. He needed it.

Dev got some really cute pictures of Treyden this morning... our little man is changing everyday, it is so sad. He is such a happy baby, he is so smiley and he has laughed a couple of times for us. ADORABLE! There is nothing sweeter than a babies laugh. He is three months old now and so much fun. Some of the faces he makes remind me so much of Deagan. He looks a lot like Deagan when he was a baby... the only differences are Treyden's hair is lighter and his skin is lighter and he is a lot bigger than Deagan was. Having two boys is so fun, we love em both so much!

Big Smiles...






Miss Zoe checkin him out. It took her awhile to come around, but now if he is where she can get to him she is right there. He still hasn't quite figured out what she is...


Gettin' mad.

Chocolate Ice Cream Anyone?

Nothin' beats a warm day and an ice cream cone...

Just ask Deagan, he will tell you.

Yum... I might have to go make me one now :)

Just a Couple More Things...

The other day while we were all outside our little neighbor boy Issac, who is about Deagan's age came over to visit... This was their conversation...

Deagan... "Hey, Your Dad has a Duramax like my Dad's."

Issac... "What is a Duramax?"

Deagan... "What?!"

Issac... "What is a Duramax?"

Deagan, so annoyed... "This is a Duramax"

And that was it... Deagan walked off without another word... he seriously acted like he was so offended by this boy... this boy who did not know what a Duramax was... I had to laugh. He takes his trucks and cars very seriously.

He got over it though, they made up today and rode bikes all afternoon. Thank goodness... he needs a friend in our neighborhood.

Meanwhile this little boy is getting bigger by the minute... he was lookin pretty handsome at church on Sunday.

Deagan's Tiny Obsession...

Now I know every little boy loves trucks, but I am pretty convinced that no boy loves trucks as much as Deagan. He is a little obsessed... well a lot obsessed. He loves ANYTHING that has wheels and will drive anything with a steering wheel, and that you will let him of course :) Even if it doesn't move, he will sit there for hours just turning the wheel. He has been this way for as long as I can remember. He will entertain himself for hours if he has a car that he can push around. He lines them all up in straight lines and then runs them over with his Monster Trucks... He is super smart too, he doesn't forget anything... he remembers what car everyone drives. He points out EVERY Duramax (Dev's truck), EVERY Pontiac (My car), EVERY Yukon (Melissa's car), EVERY Dodge (Mike's truck), and EVERY Sequoia (Grandma Sherry's car) that we pass, and he gets so excited when he sees one. If you have a flat tire, he can point that out to you, and help you fix it as well. The littlest things make him happy... a short drive around the block, sitting in the car turning the steering wheel, watching EVERY person that leaves our house drive off, pushing the button on the keys that makes the horn honk, driving through a car wash, seeing a red light turn green, pretty much anything and everything that has to do with cars. His favorite movie is Cars, his favorite song is "Life is a Highway" by Rascall Flatts... you should see the smile on his face when that comes on. Priceless. When he first meets someone usually the first thing he asks them is what kind of car they drive, where their car is or if he can see their keys... Normal? Probably not.

So, when I get frustrated after tripping over cars and trucks all day and I am exhausted from his millions of car questions I get over it because it makes him happy. And when he is happy I am happy.

P.S.
The picture does not do his collection justice...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Josh!

Happy Birthday Josh!

We hope you have a fabulous day! 18?! Wow, you're gettin' up there. We wish we could be with you to celebrate... we know you wish we could too :) Well... maybe just our boys, but whatever... Anyway, we are proud of you and all the hard work you are doing. You are going to be set here pretty soon... Have a good day, don't party too hard... and know that we are thinking about ya. Love you.

Conversations in the car

Today I took Deagan for a "drive" cuz he was dieing to go somewhere... we just went around the neighborhood, and this was our conversation...


"Mom, Dad left his lunchbox in your car. We need to take it to him."

"No, Dad is in Sedona today."

"What?"

"Dad is in Sedona."

"A doughnut?"

"No, SEDONA"

"Why does he have a doughnut?"

"Deagan! Dad is working in SEDONA!"

"Sedona?"

"YES!"

"Oh. What did he drive there?"

"Probably his Duramax."

"No, I think he drove his bucket truck."

"You're probably right."

"Yeah, probably.... Can you roll my window down?"


And that was the end of it... haha... I was exhausted after that one.