Bling Bling

JoceLynn got her ears pierced last week. She looks quite beautiful. I thought I'd take a picture so you could see how right I am. Here's the first attempt...

Hmm, a lovely picture of her forehead. Maybe if Dylan

sets her on his lap....

Uh-oh. Sorry big guy. How's your nose feeling?

Jocey kinda has an evil look on her face. Sassy. I like it.

You'll have to settle for this. See that baby bling?

What We've Been Up To...

Some hunting,

some hiking,

some mud splashing, (and lots of laundry)

some BYU cheering,

and some getting way too big!

My Littlest Little Guy

Dear Mason,

I've been putting this off for quite some time. What can I say? You keep me busy. I've been trying to think of exactly how to capture you at this age. How do I describe the "no!" that is uniquely yours? How do I describe the look on your face (and mine for that matter) when you try to pour milk in your cereal bowl? How can I tell you about the excited dance you do when we go for a ride? How can I tell you about what it's like to try to take you grocery shopping (not my idea of fun, if you're wondering)? How can I tell you about all the ways you make us laugh? It's just not possible!

You started out as such a tiny little baby, and now you're growing into such a handsome little guy. I can hardly believe that you're 3 now. You can't believe it either because when someone asks you how old you are, you still say 2 at first while you're holding up all your fingers.

You absolutley love to be outside. You try to follow my rule of "no shirt, no shorts, no shoes... no sunshine" but sometimes you just can't wait. You don't mind having the sun shine where it, well.... shouldn't. Sometimes you bend the rules a smidgeon and head outside wearing Dylan's shirt, Logan's shorts, and Daddy's shoes. I need to be more specific with my rule making, don't I?

You've recently taken it upon yourself to be our Bathroom Attendant. You follow us into the bathroom, grab your little step stool and sit down right next to us. You'll find us a magazine (even if it's only a short visit) and turn the pages for us when you think we should be done. Courtesy flushes are your specialty. Thanks for keeping us company, little buddy. We can't stand to be away from you for too long.

You love to help us around the house. You love to help unload the dishwasher and mop the kitchen floor. You're always up for vacuuming, or anything that involves a spray bottle. It's like Christmas every week when Daddy mows the lawn and you get to hitch a ride with him. And when he breaks out the tiller too? Oh, it's like heaven on earth. Your face was probably sore from smiling so much.

You're such a good brother. You call Dylan "Dilla" and somehow Logan turned into "Nicka". You can never plant enough kisses on Jocey. I love getting kisses from you too. You grab my face with both hands and like to look right into my eyes. If the smooch isn't juicy enough, you give me another one. You're just yummy. Oh, and no girlfriends until you're 27.

Mason, we're so proud of the progress you've made with your speech. You're still not talking a whole lot, but you've come such a long way. You love to watch Signing Time everyday, and you're learning so much. I love it when things click for you. The other day Daddy was cooking breakfast and your eyes lit up because you knew the sign for "cook". Smarty pants. I can't believe you get to start preschool soon!

We love you so much, Mason!

A Date with Daddy

The kids love Daddy Date Day. They each get to choose the activity, and they get Daddy all to themselves. Dylan chose to go for a hike up AF Canyon.

Naturally, Logan chose the same thing when it was his turn.

Mason doesn't care where they go, as long as they go. Hart's, Home Depot, Grandma's house.... He's up for whatever.

JoceLynn's favorite Daddy Date is when he snuggles her and tells her how absolutely beautiful she is. They do this quite often.

The Cupcake is Baked!

The oven...

The cupcake...

The sweet sweet frosting!

Welcome to the world, JoceLynn! 8 lbs 13 oz. 20.5 inches

Disneyland

We took the boys to Disneyland a couple weeks ago. We were lucky enough to have Grandma & Grandpa come along .

Mason's favorite activities included pushing (not so much sitting in) his $15 a day stroller.

He refused to change up his exercising schedule just because we were on vacation.

Logan lovin' the locals. Thanks for noticing.

Logan must have had some honey on him.

Chip (or Dale as the case may be).... my boys almost wet themselves from laughing so hard.

The boys thought we drove through Radiator Springs to get to Disneyland. Of course we had to get this picture...

And last but not least, the wild and crazy carousel ride, fun for all ages.

We had such a great time and can't wait to go back. My plan is to go back sometime when I'm not 8 months pregnant. Dylan was tall enough to go on all the rides. I told him I was jealous of him because I've been a whoppin' two times now and still haven't been able to go on Space Mountain, Tower of Terror or California Screamin' like he has. Oh well, maybe next time.

Best Friends are We, My Brothers and Me

Dylan and Logan are either best friends or worst enemies. The status can change from hour to hour. Today, Dylan decided to move out (again) because Logan was just being "awfully rude."
Logan heard that Dylan was going to move out and got pretty concerned. He asked Dylan why he was moving. Dylan told him it was because he was being very rude. Logan's response to this whole thing? "I'm not rude....... you idiot." Ahh, classic Logan.