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It’s Pajama Time!

The moon is up, it’s getting late. Let’s get ready to celebrate. It’s pajama time! 

Pull on the bottoms, put on the top. Get yourself set to pajama-dee-bop! It’s pajama time!

Now some are old, and some are new. Some are red and some are blue. some are fuzzy, some are not. But we can all pajammy in whatever we’ve got. It’s pajama time! 

Some are pink and some are green. Some are the ugliest you’ve ever seen. They might be stripey, or polka dot. But we can all pajammy in whatever we’ve got! It’s pajama time!

Pajammy to the left, pajammy to the right. Everybody’s wearing them for dancing tonight! 

Now all around the room in one big line, wearing our pajamas and looking so fine! It’s pajama time!

Hop into bed and turn out the light, you can have a party in your dreams tonight. It’s pajama time! hush hush. It’s pajama time! hush hush It’s pajama time. SHhhhhhhhh Good night. Sleep tight.”

Pajama Time by Sandra Boynton

This book was one of the boys favorite books when they were younger. They loved it right to death actually.

My kids don’t get new clothes very often, and new jammies?! Even less.

We have those footie jammies that we all love and when they outgrow them we just snip off the feet and they become footless jammies! Problem solved! They will last at least another 3 months or more! Sweet!

But we’ve come to a dilemma. They are both at that stage where if needed they can go to the bathroom all by themselves without mom or dad’s assistance, especially in the middle of the night.

However it quickly became apparent that with the zip up jammies this was a bit too difficult. William especially could not get the jammies back on by himself so he would inevitably wake us up.

Sleep is a sacred thing here, for David mostly so we bit the bullet and went jammy shopping! This was easier than taking the effort of teaching the skill of zip up jammies.

The boys were ecstatic! 

It was like Christmas around here again. And now they can’t hide their pleasure everytime it’s jammy time. William has even been seen (on days we don’t make it out of our jammies) to change into a different pair just out of sheer excitement. Like the beloved book says, It’s pajama time! Party time!

Oh the little things. Got to love new jammies. Gotta love these boys.


One day last week it got up to somewhere around 54 degrees. Holy smokes people that is warm around here.

So what did we do?

Dusted off our ‘outing’ clothes and the boys led the way!

They wanted to go where they had found snail shells last fall but I had to remind them they were still 4 feet deep under the snow. But we still had an amazing time.

It felt so good to be out and breathing fresh air and feeling the sunshine on our faces! I felt so happy and I can bet my boys felt the same way.

This winter has been hard…

I hate being cooped up indoors for days on end! And that’s coming from a homebody! It’s just not healthy.

This winter has definitely brought more of my mom out in me….Die cold and frost and snow!! Where is the sun so I can worship it?!

That day got me so excited for sun and warmer days that I became giddy and needed more! I’m a bit ashamed to say it but I even went and lay in a tanning ‘death’ bed so I could feel my pores opening up in pleasure as the warmth was accepted into their deprived little orifices. Oh the vitamin D! It was amazing. And I’ll probably do it again before the snow melts.

Don’t judge. Maybe you should do it too. You could use the Vitamin D.

Now just you wait until the summer heat hits and I’ll probably being singing a different tune…but I can’t imagine it. Not now.

I am grateful for sunshine and for this beautiful earth we get to explore…even if it’s just in little Logan right now.  And I’m grateful for healthy happy boys who love to explore with me.

Birthday Boy!

Today my Ben is 5 years old.

It’s no surprise I love him so much. He has grown into his own person and although we butt heads sometimes I feel so lucky that I get to be around him everyday.

He has such a tender sweet heart and is so full of love.

We celebrated his birthday on Saturday.

He has made friends with every single one of his preschool buddies which isn’t surprising at all. He loves everybody he meets and is very likable by everyone who knows him.

He wanted to invite all 9 of them so that’s what we did! Add in some neighbor friends and we were looking to have a hoppin party!

I guess his 4th birthday was so memorable at the jump zone so he decided it was a no brainier to do it there again.

But first we started the morning with a special breakfast. I didn’t get any pictures darn it but when asked what he wanted for breakfast he said donuts! Why not!

Then he opened his first gift of the day…A scooter!

So we took it over to our new warehouse space where space and snow on the ground isn’t an issue. He picked it up pretty quick!

After a quick nap it was party time! I am so happy that he was healthy for his party. I really wasn’t sure. He has been sick for a month back to back.

I didn’t get any pictures of the actual jumping but that was definitely the highlight. Except for maybe the mint chocolate cake.

Happy Birthday Ben! We love you!

Quiet Time

Sometimes as a mom I hear myself say the words, “please leave mommy alone for a minute”. Or “no, I don’t want your help, I want to do this by myself”.

I said these things yesterday when I wanted to sit down for a minute and have a few calm quiet moments with my adult coring book and some music.

But the moment I sit down and engage in something for me it’s like a magnet for little hands and eyes. After saying those phrases that I am not so proud of in response to “mom can I help you? Mom can I see?” I hear, “mom can we just sit and watch you?”

Break my heart. What kind of person am I? My boys just want to spend time with me and be around me, can’t I just take it as a compliment?

So I let them sit on the couch with me and they watch.

Eventually I tear out some pages of my coloring book to give them and they commence to quietly color next to me…For the next half hour. Magical!

It ended up being a wonderful memory making time and turns out I have some talented boys! This is from my 4 yr old who didn’t receive any input or help from me.

I love them so much even if they do drive me crazy sometimes and I think it’s safe to say that they love me too which is all I need to know to keep going, doing my best.

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Deck the Halls, Be Merry and Bright, Joy to the World! Right?!

How do I begin. Here we are up in beautiful Garden Valley, ID for Christmas.  We’ve been looking forward to this for quite a while now and the 2 weeks previous to our departure I took every precaution to ensure the boys didn’t pick up all the bugs that were going around like wildfire.  After all is there anything worse than being sick on Christmas?!!!!

I was even going to keep Ben from Preschool the last week when they were doing all their fun Christmas activities. David sweetly suggested that might be too much and so we let him go.  Monday and Tuesday were great. We were set to leave on Friday.  Wednesday night we got a mass text from his teacher that her whole family came down with something including her so school on Thursday would be cancelled. Dun dun dun!!!!

Did I mention that earlier that week I had come down with something eerily similar to food poisoning? Ya. Never had that before and now even as I write this I know that it could have been so much worse. I didn’t even throw up I just got really close and then felt gross for the next 2 days. We still don’t know exactly what happened. I am convinced it was bad turkey that was just a day or two too old and David thinks it was a bug.

Thursday comes and we realize after some inspired promptings that we need to leave that day instead of Friday because of bad weather.  So off we went!

So glad we did that! For more reasons than just the weather. Friday morning Ben wakes up with a sweltering fever!!! He progressively gets worse and around 9 am throws up once. CRAP!!!!  Our Christmas vacation is officially ruined (or at least that’s what I have been trying to talk myself out of-attitude right?)

And in case you are wondering I am not angrily blaming David for talking me into letting him go to school. I realize I can’t shield my son from everything bad, not without him missing out on many a essential experiences.


We had decided on Thursday night when we got here that we would do Christmas on Saturday instead of Sunday because then instead of begrudgingly dragging the boys away from their new toys to go to church at 9:30 we could have the whole day to relax and take our time. Everything was going perfectly!!! Just as planned, or better!

Little did I know that taking our time is exactly what we would be doing.  Poor Ben woke up with a fever and still felt horrible on Christmas morning. He hadn’t thrown up again since the morning before and by Friday night was eating a little bit. But everything just wasn’t the way it supposed to be! Can I just say how hard it’s been dealing with the very thing I was trying so wholeheartedly to avoid! I can’t believe it happened! But that’s life.

There was my perfect little happy boy lying on the couch looking like death trying but not succeeding at opening his presents.  Break my heart right open.

But because of Ben’s illness, today had been something like I’ve never experienced before at Christmas. Stockings first….nap and snuggles. Breakfast and then more snuggles. Little bit of playing and then another nap followed by opening a few presents.  After that we tried to relax and watch a movie downstairs and Grandpa and Daddy plowed the driveway of 9 inches of fresh snow! Then some more present opening and then some lunch and another nap! After nap time we opened the last of our presents at about 2pm!

This is the way to do Christmas I’ll say! It was so fun dragging it out like that. It may not be for everybody but for us this year it worked and it was really nice.

After lunchtime we did give Ben some fever reducer because it just wasn’t going down and he woke up from his nap finally able to fully appreciate the cool things he’d received. His smiles and happy sounds were music to my ears.

The bad news was that William woke up from nap with a fever. CRAP AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

No throw up.  No headache. His spirits seems to be high still so maybe we will get lucky and get by with minimal suffering with William.

Oh how I hate sickness. It really gets me. Especially in my kids.

I will say that I was taught a good lesson here when I saw how David and his parents reacted to Ben’s sickness…his throwing up more specifically. If you know me you know that I have a mild phobia of vomit and it’s a bigger deal to me than the normal person. Ha! So here was Ben moments away from being sick just absolutely miserable in his daddies arms at the kitchen table…everybody talking. Here I am absolutely panicking inside wondering what the heck I was going to do and how we were going to get thru it.

The big moment happens and that’s that.  Talking continues as normal. Grandpa comes to the table with his breakfast, moves the bowl of vomit over a bit so he can sit down and enjoy his breakfast. What?! K, this is weird.

Grandma says, “Isn’t it wonderful what the body can do to take care of itself like that?”

I’m thinking, “Wonderful!!!?”

We clean up and take him downstairs to sleep.

I’m thinking, “What just happened?”

But after a while I start thinking and I realize that what just happened around me with my son being sick is closer to the reaction that I SHOULD be having than the one that I tend to have. What I witnessed with my in-laws and husband is closer to a normal and healthy response.

Throwing up does not mean he or anyone else is going to die.

Yup. I’m serious. I have to remind my sub conscience of this.

I am scared. I am a mess. I am down in my room breaking down for a moment or two. In part because my baby is suffering and I want to make it stop and in part because I’m…well I’m weird and I think vomit is the worst thing that can happen to a person.

My husband thinks maybe I need therapy. Maybe he is right. I think he is.

This is Christmas.  This is Christmas.  THIS IS CHRISTMAS????!








But you know what? It really is OK.

Somehow we will get through it and the memories are made. The boys are at the table (the very one Ben threw up at) playing with their legos happily and merrily.

It is going to be alright. Christmas is not ruined.  We (I, more specifically) did get through it. No one died. Hahahaha it sounds so ridiculous!

Pictures of our very different than planned Christmas will be forthcoming.

The difficult part for me now will be letting Ben go back to school before April.  Er…. Ever.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Breathe.

Happy New Year everyone!!!


Somehow this was David’s first time to the Pumpkin walk in Logan. I guess the zillion other times I’ve been were with friends and previous boyfriends.

I was disappointed unfortunately because the majority of scenes were painted pumpkins situation and set up as people or animals or skittles.


In previous years the pumpkin scenes consisted of beautifully carved pumpkins that lit up the park. But it was still memorable.



I love this man


I love my family


I love fall




And right now I love Cache Valley. I feel so blessed.


Oh and I also happen to love Snoopy. This is so cute.

Earlier this week we finally carved the pumpkins that we brought home from the local patch.

We decided to do it at Mimi and Papa’s new house. I love this tradition! And Mimi loves the seeds at the end!



Isn’t it funny that even though they are the kids’ pumpkins the parents (and Papa) do all the work?

They turned out pretty great right? William has randomly become obsessed with Batman. Have no idea why, he hasn’t even seen the show or the movie or anything.

Funny kid.



Love the fun pumpkin glow on the cool fall evening!


Happy Fall!! Happy Halloween!

Preschool fun!

Sunny Days Preschool really has been just that for Ben. He absolutely loves going to school and Teacher Nikki has really put a ton of thought and effort into her curriculum and things to keep it so fun for the kids. Right before our trip to Cally we went on their first field trip to a fire station!


This was a working fire station and when we showed up most of the firefighters were asleep because the night before was a huge storm and I guess it was a busy night for them! The hour while we were there they got several calls, some false alarms and some real! One mini truck even took off – get this- to go rescue a cat from a tree!

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They even got to step inside an ambulance! Lucie and William were very adventurous and my Benny boy was his reserved self…kinda nervous about new things. Nevertheless I could tell he really loved seeing all this.

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Ben was being too timid to jump up in the fire truck but Lucie and William did it!

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So much fun. William just made himself at home with these preschool kids and I can’t wait until he can go next year…he is going to LOVE IT.

When we got back from California I was quickly reminded that Ben was scheduled to be the Star Student! Just a cute thing Teacher Nikki does for each student to be highlighted and talked about. Make them feel really special. Our family came for it and so did Mimi and even Beckham and Evelyn came! Ben really sat back didn’t know what to think about it. In the end I think he thought it was pretty cool. Who wouldn’t?



Yay for Sunny Days!!! Can’t wait to see what the rest of the year brings!


Preschool is here! I can’t believe it!


Ben started preschool this week. I had such mixed feelings about it but the prominent feeling was excitement. He is such a smart boy and I know he is going to thrive in school.

Everyday since he’s started he comes home and asks if he gets to go to school tomorrow. When I’ve told him that he does he gets this real big genuine smile on his face.

This of course has a lot to do with his teacher who is as we expected really great. She does it out of her home and there are only 9 other kids in his class. He gets to go 3 days a week. I can already tell Ben is going to grow a strong bond with Teacher Nikki.

I’m already anticipating the disappointment he will have when I tell him he doesn’t get to go every single day.


This is his silly face.

I love this boy so much.


Follow the sunshine’s!


Is it possible to freeze time for only a moment so I can grasp what is going on?! Sometimes I feel like I can’t or don’t have any idea how fast time flies until something like this happens and it slaps me in the face. “YOU HAVE A 4 YEAR OLD GOING TO PRESCHOOL!!!”

Holy moly.

Praying that I can cherish to the fullest these precious moments.


Look Ma! I can float!

I’m amazed every day still  how different my boys are. It’s hard for me to list the many ways but it’s true. One example I’ll give you right here is their independence. Ben has always been very clingy and timid. He doesn’t like to try new things on his own without the help of his parents. He doesn’t like to fail which means he sometimes wont try something new at all. He is kind of a perfectionist. Mind you, he is 4.  But still. He has his mother’s sense of worry and caution (Yes it’s probably my fault).  He is extremely sensitive and loving. He loves to teach and help others in anyway he can.

William is the exact opposite.

Swimming has been an increasingly tough thing for Ben. He will gladly get wet as long as he is allowed to wrap his tiny arms around our necks and not let go. When encouraged to experiment with small movements on his own it’s met with a loud and determined no! Until yesterday.

My amazing husband patiently took his hand and (with his trusty floaty’s on) slowly showed him that he could do it on his own. Inch by inch and little by little he realized thru his fear that he could do it. The trust he felt in his dad and the little amounts of progress he saw in himself are what kept him from having a meltdown and giving up.

And eventually….he did it!!!!

And my timid boy was suddenly changed in a small way. It was so awesome watching him go from squeezing his arms around David’s neck to awkwardly splashing those arms around in the water trying to do what his dad was explaining thru his tears/laughs to swimming half the length of the pool with dad just right infront of him to swimming to entire length of the pool with no one around him in just under an hour.

So much fun. He loved his new found confidence and independence in himself and I found myself more sentimental and emotional than is probably normal. Oh well. I’m proud of him and I wanted him to know it.