Grandpas

At Lake Powell each year I get to see at least one set of his Grandparents. I love his Grandparents dearly. Ross is one of Trent's grandpas. I feel a wonderful connection to this man and have to fight tears every time I say goodbye to him. I am sure we were good friends before we met in this life. I love watching my children getting to know and interact with their great grandparents. This year as we enjoyed spending time with them at Lake Powell I felt an ache in my heart. I am so sad that my children didn't get to meet my Grandpa Jay. Didn't get to enjoy his giant "bone-crusher" hugs and get to sit on his lap and feel his wrinkly elbow skin with their little fingers. I am sad they never got to hear his voice say "So long" on the telephone or enjoy waffle dinners at his house, or listen to his jokes, or see the "Jay stick to your diet" magnet on his fridge. But, I am so glad that I got to experience it all, so that I can tell them about him. Now time for us to spend some more time with Grandma Donna!

Can't seem to upload my scanned pics of Grandpa Jay for now. Maybe better luck tomorrow.

My babies are getting so big

henry is turning 3 tomorrow (and I am happy to say he was fully potty trained before the big day). So I won't have a 1 year old and a 2 year old anymore. tucker will be 7 on wednesday, so I will be a mother to a 7 year old. It sounds so much bigger than 6. then in a couple of months paisley will be two. what am i to do? i just can't stop all the growing up that is going on around here.

More Lake Powell- Sand fun

Sorry if you're sick of all my Lake Powell pictures, but too bad, so sad. Here's more.

Paisley with her black eye being a "O-bot, O-bot".

Tucker posing as he jumps from a small cliff at the bottom of the giant sand hill. Charlotte was determined to climb to the top of the sand hill with some of her much older cousins. I had no desire to ever climb that thing, but then I decided I could use the work out so I trotted up there to help her out. It was tough and she was such a trooper. Uncle Bart got some pictures that maybe I'll get to post one day.Having fun with her favorite cousin Ashlyn! They are so funny together.Tucker joining in the fun.

Paisley getting in on a friendly push up contest I started with the cousins. I love that she won't be left out!

I wonder. .

Does anyone else ever wonder, "I wonder what Geena Davis is up to these days."

Well, I don't either, usually. But last night when Henry came in my bed around 3 he woke me from a very strange dream that I don't remember most of. Mainly an english librarian man who delivered a spiritual message to me and a young Geena Davis with long black hair.

Just more strangeties from the crevasses of my mind.

The Joys of Motherhood

Here we are at beautiful Lake Powell. I'm riding in the boat with Paisley all snug in her life jacket fast asleep on my lap. And my imagination starts running wild. What is it about being a mom that means you can imagine the worst possible scenario for any situation?

I start thinking, I'm glad that Paisley can sleep in this life jacket, because I can't take it off of her in the boat, you know, for safety's sake. Because what if, by chance she happened to fall off the back of the boat, and then what if her arm was severed by the propeller and I ended up taking a helicopter ride to the hospital with Paisley strapped to a gurney and her little tiny arm in a cooler of ice on the other side of me? What? There must be something wrong with me, because that is what went through my head. . .

Lake Powell motorsports

Henry couldn't get enough of riding on the "Danger" aka the Ranger.

We also enjoyed Grandpa's quad and Daddy's dirtbike.

Lake Powell 2010 watersports

Trent is awesome on the Air Chair. He gets such huge air. He gets practice too, since he goes about once a week with some buddies from work to swim about a mile, then they air-chair.  It is such a funny looking sport. His dad and brother's Blake and Bart are really good as well (Blake busts out the back flips). None of the girl's do it. This year a couple of the older nephews got up on it as well. I tried a lot. I managed to get up for about half a second (Victory!)

 Then I stuck to the wakeboard. I actually got a little air once, but we didn't get a picture (of course).

 Tucker did some kneeboarding. It was pretty stinking cute. When he started turning his knees from side to side and waving to us instead of just going straight the whole time he told us that was his first time doing tricks!

Each of the kids got to ride the tubes, I even took Paisley for a ride. Charlotte and Henry even got to wakeboard with their dad. Uncle Blake took Charlotte the first time, then Trent got to take them later.

I'm back

We've been gone on our annual trip to Lake Powell since Tuesday of last week. I have tons of pictures I want to share. We had such a wonderful time. A few days before we left we had a wonderful day with my sister Sarah and her boys. The girls wanted to snuggle her in my bed. Cute.

We also enjoyed lots of food and fireworks on the 4th with Trent's family. I love my country and the freedoms we enjoy. Henry heard me use the term "promised land" and uses it occasionally, much to my delight.

Friday

Today my darling husband turns 32. He is amazing. There are definitely more things that I love about him than things that irritate me. :) How can I describe Trent for you. Beautiful, strong, smart, self reliant, multi-skilled, completely loyal, so hard working, playful, happy, focused, ambitious, rational, calm, dedicated, wonderful. He is definitely the yin to my yang. I can't imagine my life without him (and wouldn't want to). Happy Birthday honey. Sorry our date was cancelled.

*As soon as I brought the babysitter over Paisley started vomitting repeatedly :(

P.S. I added the girls night pictures to my last post

I've officially stopped aging.

We didn't get pictures while my sister Sarah and my friend Camille were still there.

 

I turned 29 yesterday which I believe means that I never have to grow a day older. Aren't women supposed to stay 29 forever? Well, that's fine by me. My husband totally spoiled me with a fancy pants camera (a canon rebel) that I am so stoked about. Now I just need to learn how to use it :) It was a nice, normal day. Paisley locked herself in her room that happens to have a key lock with no key and Trent had to come home to do some serious tool work to get her out. I mostly focused on keeping her and I calm by playing with a toy lizard under the door. Then I had a glorious girl's night with happy hour sushi rolls at Kona Grill followed by some browsing at Nordstrom Rack and dessert (pizookies) at BJ's and a lot of girl talk. So great. Trent took some pictures of the kids while I was out. They were enjoying the sprinklers.

I find myself saying things like. . .

Before being a mom, you never imagine yourself saying things like,

"Why I am I stepping in pee?"

"You're not bleeding, stop whining."

"No you are not hungry, you already had 3 breakfasts."

"Who pooped in this trash can?!!"

"Stop touching your privates."

"Don't let Paisley touch your privates."

"You can't have fruit snacks before 9 am."

"Oh crap, I just vacuumed up a lego head."

"We don't put play-doh in our nose."

"Just wear your brother's underwear."

"I can't hold you right now, I can't hold you right now, I can't hold you right now."

"Twinkle twinkle little fart how I wonder what you are. . ."

I've said all of those things recently.

Eclectic taste

Trent doesn't exactly appreciate my decor taste. He would much prefer to stick with a traditional formal style. I think that looks nice, but is so not me. I like mid century modern, but I also love more antique shabby items as well and I love color. Trent was trying to nicely tell me the other day that traditional and formal just looks more expensive and nicer. Basically he thinks my taste is tacky. I told him that I am the one who spends 90% of my time in the house, so he will pretty much have to live with whatever I do to it. I'll try not to pick anything he hates too much. Although, having said that, I did just purchase I hanging light fixture that I'm pretty sure he will protest. I'll post pictures when I get it up. I mean hung. Uuuh. Anyway the paint is up for the front room. My goal this week, curtains and throw pillows. But for now you'll just have to live with some inspiration pics I have saved on my computer.

Oh, how I want a clock wall!

Craiglist crushes this week

Check out this sweet stereo.

This vintage luggage to sit up in my plant shelf and look awesome.

This lamp.

This couch

These chairs

Summer fun

tiny baby lizard living in our backyard.

Trent managed to get these two pictures from my camera.