You've Got a Friend in Me

The other day as the boys were watching Toy Story 2, I realized that I have my own Buzz and Woody.

These two boys are the best of friends and adore one another, and it's been that way since the moment they met. When Jace first met Cole after he was born, a nurse came in to take Cole back to the nursery for some tests, and Jace chased her down the hall screaming and crying, "That's my brother!! Give me back my brother!!"

Jace sincerely loves his little brother and always tells Cole, "You're the bestest pal." Cole idolizes Jace and mimics him in everything.

They are always together laughing, chasing, make believing and playing.

I realized how truly blessed I am to have two boys right together that love each other so much and get along so well. I know that always isn't the case for everyone. I hope and pray that they will continue to grow closer and always be the best of friends.

Wall, what wall??

I picked Jace up from his Primary class yesterday, and as we were walking down the hall Jace said, "Mom, are you wondering why my nose is all red?" To be honest I didn't notice it before, but when I looked, I saw that the tip of his nose was red and all scratched up. I asked him what happened and he told me, "I walked into a wall."

That's my boy.

As we reached Bryan and showed him, we had stopped walking and we really got to looking at his nose, and it was worse than I thought. The tip of it was all swollen, scratched, and bruised, and the bridge of his nose was starting to swell and was red too.

I kept asking him how it happened and he kept telling me that he just walked into a wall when he wasn't looking. Then later, his story changed. He came running out of the bathroom yelling, "Oh, oh, oh. Brinley and I crashed into each other! She crashed into me and then I crashed into her!"

Yeah, who wouldn't want to change their story and put the blame on someone else when you first claimed that you walked into a wall?

Lackadaisical

LACKADAISICAL: without spirit or drive

A good word to describe this blog and the way I've felt lately. It's been 3 weeks since I've wrote about anything new, and I just haven't cared enough to do much about it. Obviously.

I didn't post about the fun time Jace and I had at Disney on Ice and the awesome $15.00 sword that he just had to have. Because you know, I received the sweetest birthday present from the Jace and Cole a couple of weeks ago. I opened a box and found a piece of paper with two tickets that read: "Mom, we're so excited for you to take us to see Disney on Ice!!!"

I didn't post about my interesting Saratoga Springs court appearance. (Bet you didn't know I'm a criminal.)

I didn't post about the fun birthday lunches with me and my mom.

I didn't post about my sweet husband and all that he did to make my birthday special.

I haven't even posted any new Jace comments. That's just sad

I just haven't had the drive to do it. In the past I've done the majority of my blogging and blog surfing while the boys have been down for their naps. But as of late, I'm usually napping with them.

Without spirit or drive. That's me. But I bet if you were to ask any woman, they would tell you that it's pretty normal to feel this way within the first 12 weeks of pregnancy. Yep, 12 weeks down and I'm finally startin' to feel a little bit of a spring in my step. There actually is some desire and drive left in this body of mine.

I Can't Get Enough of This Guy....

I know I don't talk about and show off my husband enough on our blog.

So as I sit here tonight while Bryan is away at scout camp, I ran across some pictures of him that made me smile, chuckle even.

And I thought I would share them.

Enjoy Bryan at our WARD 80's party a couple of weeks ago.

Bry, you're one sexy man...

and I love you!

Fantastically Four

Jace turned four on Feb. 18. and you know what that means.....

According to Jace:

Four year olds

don't throw fits,

they eat their dinner all gone,

and they still take naps!

(time will tell...)

Remember that awesome bright green Hot Wheels bike that Santa had to ditch a couple weeks before Christmas? Well, it made its comeback, and what a hit it was! Both boys had to be pushed around and around and around the kitchen on it.

Jace chose waffles instead of pancakes for his traditional birthday breakfast.

His activity of choice for his birthday was to go sledding. His cousin and best buddy, Crew, came along with Grandma Pam and we went sledding down the icy hill and wrestled on the frozen tundra.

After naptime we met up with Dad, Grandma Pam, Elle and Crew at Jungle Jim's. If you want cheap, ghetto entertainment, that your children will absolutely LOVE, take them there. Just make sure you steam clean and disinfect them after.

We finished the evening with Jace's choice of dinner at Chili's. He loves the chips and salsa - just like his dad.

And of course we had to celebrate with an Optimus Prime cake.

The days and weeks leading up to his birthday he would ask, "Mom, are people going to call and sing 'happy birthday' to me on my birthday?" So thank you to everyone who called an wished him a Happy Birthday and sang to him. It just made his day that much more fantastic!

Womanly Goodness

I like being a woman, a girl, a lady...if you will. I can't name the reasons right now, but I do like it. I like it except for those nasty little things called hormones that creep up on you every so often.

Hormones. They can do wonders to you.

How do you explain that to your children and spouse? (Forget the spouse - he can figure it out on his own.) But the little ones?

"Sorry boys, the hormones made me do it. They're the reason why I snapped at you for no reason at all. Even though you are being so good today, I can find the tiniest of things to set me off. It's the hormones."

Maybe one day they'll understand.

Oh wait, no they won't. They're boys.

Sledding

Here's a little shout out to my brother, Travis. He wanted me to post about our sledding adventures that we had a few weeks ago, which were a lot of fun. Right at the entrance of our neighborhood we have MAJOR hills that get a lot of sledding out of them. My parents, Travis, and Dallin came out and we had an awesome time!

Dal, thanks for coming from such a long distance for such a small amount of time. We loved having you.

Travis, thanks for braving the cold and sacrificing getting hives all over your body for some family fun.

Bryan, thanks for breaking the antique sled that has been in our family for 50 years.

Mom, thanks for providing entertainment as we watched you TRY to sled down the hill at

0.2 mph.

Cole, thanks for being cute.

Jace, thanks for providing some good laughs as you screamed and cried and told everyone how mad you were at them for making you go down the hill by yourself.

And Dad, thanks for being a great spectator and refueling us (well, some of us) with chocolate.