Who do we appreciate?

In the midst of all of the new baby excitement, Taylor celebrated his very momentous eighth birthday. We wanted to make sure he was getting enough attention on this milestone of accountability, so we hosted our first ever "friend" party. Usually, we just have all of the relatives over.

The "theme" (which basically just means what kind of paper plates and hats he got to pick out) was Spongebob Squarepants. This can be attributed to the 2 months we spent at my parents this winter, enjoying their large variety of TV channels, as my kids had never actually watched an episode before that time. Anyway, we had a pinata (I originally tried making one myself, but that's another story - lesson learned: no, you don't get points for trying, you should've known yourself better than that and just gone to Walmart in the first place.) and pizza and cake (don't worry, I just put yellow frosting on and didn't even attempt to decorate). I even had some games planned, but the kids opted to just play soccer instead.

Soccer. Just so you know, our lawn hasn't been cared for since sometime last June. We're working on it.

Wii and Mariocart.

Pizza and Pop. Lots of pop.

Taylor got a new bike and I don't think anyone has even been so excited about a present. It is kind of hard to hide an entire bike, and he found it a few times before we actually gave it to him. This only served to heighten his excitement, and he was little ticked we didn't give it to him sooner.
Now that the Captain is 8, we are very excited for people to ask us the ages of our children. What are they? Why, I thought you'd never ask. Our children are 0, 2, 4, 6 and 8. How cool is that? It would have come in handy a few months ago when we had to introduce ourselves to lots of people in our new ward. Of course, we planned this as part of our master plan when we first got married, along with everything that's happened along the way. We are just very organized people. And never sarcastic.


Yes, this is Tayor's post, but Logan is growing so fast we just can't leave him out. So far, no nicknames have really stuck except Logachugasasa, which Taylor came up with many month ago. It is a little dissappointing that we actually call him this, but even Jono does it from time to time. We are hoping something else pops up. Also, we keep calling him Jono and Rocky by mistake, which are actually Jonathan's nicknames and makes Jonathan a little irritated.

Mama Mia

I put these pictures on an unpublished post over a week ago. I was going to write a really nice tribute to mothers day, how much I appreciate being a mother, how much I appreciate my mother and Jef's mother, grandmothers, etc. It was going to be spectacular. I was even going to mention primary and school teachers and how glad I am that my kids have such good ones. But I couldn't seem to get the post done because my dang kids kept interruppting. Go figure.

April Showers

This has been such a great month for us -

First, we got an express bus in Eagle Mountain. This means that instead of driving to Lehi every morning to catch the bus, Jef only has to WALK around the corner to the new bus stop. We couldn't have picked to move into a better neighborhood! The bus goes straight to SLC from here, so his trip is shorter than it was; and, best of all, the bus is less crowded, so he never has to stand up the whole way to work. Take that, stinky bums.

Second, our new Wal-mart opened this week. Enough said - you all know how I've been looking forward to it.

Third, What was the other good thing that happened this month? Oh yeah - I remember...





Logan Joseph is home and adjusting well. After his post-delivery scare in the hospital, he's been doing super. He sleeps all day and sometimes at night too. We just love having him here - he is way more fun out of the uterus, that's for sure.

It feels a little like the day after Christmas because the awesome Relief Society meals have stopped and Jef has gone back to work, but life has to move on at some point. At least we don't have to exchange our gift - we think the one we got is perfect.
Jono is taking the dethroning rather well, considering. This morning Logan started crying and I wasn't able to get to him right away and I heard Jono in there saying in his angry voice, "Stop it baby Logan, stop it!" He likes Logan best when he's in his swing or his bed and asks me to put him in one of the two frequently. Not only does this open up a space on Mom's lap, but he thinks it is fun to push the swing. I was alerted the other day when I heard the words, "ready, set, go." Hopefully he doesn't try any underdogs.