Monday, February 28, 2011

Just Chillin' Out


We haven't gone out much the last few months, so my blog has been kind of boring. I apologize to all of you who come here and aren't grandparents and don't care about random pictures of my kids. It's all I got right now. I gave both boys haircuts the other day. Abe is an awesome kid during a haircut. Give him a peppermint to suck on and turn on the TV and he'll sit still and do exactly what you want. Tyler HATES having his haircut. Hate just might be an understatement. It always ends in Ken holding him very tightly while I use the clippers and try my hardest to get everything somewhat even. We buzz it short and then let it grow for 6 months before we torture ourselves again. Something about haircuts always makes me feel like my kids look so old. This is Abraham's first ever picture he's taken by himself. He told me to smile and this is what I gave him. I can never again complain when I ask my kids to smile and they make a funny face at me. Ken and I brought home Mexican wrestling masks for the boys from our cruise last year. They were never very interested in them until about a week ago. Suddenly they are very popular. I'm biased, but I think they are adorable!Abe flexing his muscles. He is very sure this is a Spiderman mask. This is the second picture ever that Abe has taken by himself. Not too bad. He didn't ask Ken to smile at the camera, he was probably worried about what he'd do!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Why my Self-Esteem is SO Good!


I always win when I play games at my house (unless of course I intentionally let me kids win, don't want them to feel too bad about themselves). Yesterday we were playing hide and seek. I admit, it took me awhile to find Abe, I was starting to wonder if my winning streak was over, but I finally found him.
What a great hiding spot.

On another note, Abraham and I were playing Play-Doh during Tyler's nap today. He woke up before we cleaned up, so he got to play for a few minutes too. He loved it. I love this picture. He's so sweaty from his nap and still tired looking. Who in the world knows what is all over his face?When I asked him to smile, he promptly held up his elephant. Close enough, Tyler, close enough.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The "Hammer"


My little 3 year old is a crack up. He's talked very early and frankly has never stopped. Sometimes I just laugh and laugh from what he says and how his little brain tries to logic things out. Lately he's been pretty hilarious, so I thought I'd share some of my favorite quotes.

*I walked into the kitchen one day to discover Abraham had dumped his bowl of cereal on the floor. Sighing, I asked him "What am I going to do with you?" He looked up hopefully and replied "Take me to the store?"

*Abe was really tired and in a pretty bad mood after church one day. One of our friends in the ward unknowingly saw him and swung him up in the air saying hello to him. Normally he'd love this welcome, but that day he immediately burst into tears. When we finally got to the car he said, "Mom, Kira's dad really made me mad." I responded, "Yes he did, but he didn't do anything wrong, you shouldn't have gotten mad." He then replied, "I wish I had a camel to spit on him."

*My parents spent Christmas with us. Before they arrived Ken was driving in the car with Abraham and Abe said, "When Grandpa comes I'm going to give him a big, juicy hug!" Ken responds, "That's nice. What are going to give Grandma?" Abe immediately responds "A Kleenex!"

*Out of the blue one day Abraham came up to me and said, "I am Beast Hammer and I'm going to rule the world!"

*We head to our local children’s museum most Wednesday mornings. Abe loves their big pirate ship. One day as he was at the wheel, I asked him if he was Captain Hook. His eyes got wide and he said “Yes mom! I’m Captain HULK!”

*Walking down the hall at church someone turned off the lights. Just as they did a man in our ward walked out a door in front of us. Abe immediately asked him if he’d turned off he lights. He said no and asked who Abe he thought had. Abe said “Maybe nobody turned them off. Maybe the batteries just died.”

*Abe had requested cinnamon rolls the other day, so I made the dough in the evening and let him help me make the rest in the morning. Once they were all in the pan and ready to be baked I said, “Lets get these bad boys in the oven”. Abe just stared at me and said, “I’m a good boy Mom! I’m a good boy!”

*Abe asked me today if his baby teeth were going to fall out and told me that he did not want them too. I told him that when he got a little older his baby teeth would fall out and big teeth would grow in, but that it didn’t hurt. He immediately responded “And then I’ll be able to speak Spanish?”

I went to tuck him in one night and found him like this. How doesn't sleep better with a dragon in converse tennies to keep you safe?

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Deja vu


Remember this post? "Wherein my 2 year old locks himself in his room..." ?? Well, being the awesome parents we are, we made sure that Abraham would never be able to lock himself in his room again because I never wanted to go through that again. Fast forward to this past Sunday. Ken has to leave the house by 6:00 AM for his meetings, so the boys and I go it alone Sunday mornings. We typically chill out together for awhile in my bed, eating dry cold cereal or poptarts and watching an episode or 2 of Little Einsteins. This particular morning, I had already gotten out of the bed, but the boys were still in it... until they began to fight over covers and Tyler ran into his bedroom upset and slammed the door behind him (oh the things a 20 month old learns from his big brother). He wasn't crying in there, so I didn't really bother him for a few minutes. (Can you see where this story is heading???). The clock hit 7:00 and it was time for us to start getting ready for church. I went to open Tyler's door and yep, you guessed it...he'd locked himself in!! Seriously?!?!? I immediately went to find an old credit card to pop it open, but unfortuately I was not a maintenace man in college and couldn't get the door to open. This doorknob does have a little hole and I tried everything I could fit in there to try and pop that lock and NOTHING! Starting to panic slightly, I began to try to get a hold of Ken at the church. No one answered the church phones and so I began calling the cell phones of the Bishopric members, high priest group leader, anyone who I thought might be in the meeting with Ken (no, Ken still does not have a cell phone of his own). No luck. I admit, it had been a half an hour and I was crying at this point. I finally called a good friend of mine who lives five minutes down the road, hoping she'd pick up the phone early on a Sunday morning. Luckily she did and her awesome husband came to my rescue. Fruit snacks and Oreos shoved under the door kept Tyler happy and five minutes after Andrew arrived a credit card had popped his door open (I've GOT to learn that trick!!). Needless to say, it is a story I never want to repeat. I must also add that even though we got started getting ready for church 45 minutes late, we were still in our seats 10 minutes before the meeting started. Whew!