Quick Trip to See the Fam (Syd's Big Day/Nothing Like a Root Beer Freeze/Barf Buddies)

The boys and I ran up to Logan on Friday for a quick trip to see cousin Sydney baptized. Friday afternoon was spent playing with Jackson and Cooper, talking a walk in the field with Grandpa, digging in the dirt, and gulping down Grandma's yummy Root Beer Freezes. My mom just got these cute glasses from my Grandma Lee's house and one tradition that Grandma Lee always had with the grand kids was to make root beer floats. Well, Grandma Leslie decided to carry on the tradition glasses and all--my kids were big fans and she even made me one (in a much bigger glass I might add). What would we do without Grandma's!

Miles calls root beer "Daddy Juice" because his daddy likes it so much. He was especially excited to slurp down this special stuff.

This is my niece Claire. Or course she is the cutest little thing I have seen--big blue eyes, gorgeous dark hair, cute chubby cheeks. Well, she doesn't like me at all the little stinker-whenever I hold her or try to touch her she screams and you can tell from this expression she's not all too pleased to see me.

Here is Syd with mom and dad on her big day. I can't believe she is eight already. Syd is such a cool kid, always happy, polite, helpful, kind of crazy, a total tomboy she always does her own thing and we all love her for it! Congratulations on your baptism Syd.

This picture deserves it's own post, but I'll try to sum it up. Miles gets sick every time we go visit my parents! Why--who knows, any ideas? He acts very tired, says his legs hurt, gets a fever of 103, pukes, takes a nap and wakes up pale faced and all talkative. It has happened the last three times we have visited. He gets so hot and sick and then he talks his head off about the tractors in the field, the little piggies on his feet, and all the new colors he learned while sleeping off his fever. We are going up next weekend for a reunion--I'm taking a thermometer, IB, Tylenol, and a puke bucket with Miles name on it just to keep at Grandma's.

Oh, and this time he puked all over Mindy! She was a great sport and declared him her barf buddy.

Our 4th of July in Pictures

Here is a quick photo journal of our 4th of July activities.

Bright and early we went to the Murray Parade. Here is Ian with his candy sack--we have enough taffy to last us until Christmas.

Miles--happy to be waving that flag, so patriotic. (oh, and check out the cute scrunched up nose--it's his signature "I'm so cute take a picture of me" face.

Waiting for the parade to start with the Mair clan.

After a much needed afternoon nap we all headed up to Grandma and Grandpa Noel's for a BBQ and to see the fireworks. Here is Miles showing me the only thing he ate--a dill pickle.

After the BBQ we headed over to the park for a concert and fireworks. Of course we had to hit the playground first. Here is Ian showing his skinny belly and his strong muscles.

Here is Miles on the digger--once again scrunching up that nose!

Here is Ian jammin' out to some of the tunes before the fireworks.

Miles happy as ever--that is until the fireworks started. He cried and was so scared he just fell asleep! Poor little guy he sure hates loud noises.

Thanks to Grandma we had bubbles to keep the kids busy before it got dark.

What a great day, and a great way to celebrate the fabulous country we live in. Happy Independence Day!

C is for Cookie!

So, it finally warms up and do we go to the pool--no; to the park--no; play outside--no! I decided to bake (what was I thinking). We made a cake for strawberry shortcake and then the boys helped me crank out a huge batch of sugar cookies. Now maybe it's because I've got a handle on the heartburn, maybe it's because the number on the scale just passed the point I was at when I gave birth to Ian, but I felt the need to pig out.

The boys had a great time. A few years ago for Christmas Ian gave me 100 cookie cutters. We pulled them out and I told them to pick whatever they wanted. Ian picked about 10 different cutters, Miles found the train (choo-choo) and that was all he wanted. They turned out yummy and now I feel sick (isn't eating too much part of pregnancy?--the baby wanted it)

yum, yum

Two Cool Cuts

I said I loved those buzz cuts--well here they are recently shaved and ready for summer.

Of course the sunglasses make them look extra "cool" as Miles said. Although I don't think he knows the sunglasses from the eye doctor are not all to cool.

BUZZZZZZZ!!

All week long while we were at my mom's Ian kept asking to see the bees. My dad has been a beekeeper for awhile, but for the last few years he has not had any hives. Recently he bought back two of his old hives and is back in the business. Now this has the grand kids excited because they can wear the bee suit out with Grandpa to look and the bees, it has me excited because it means lots of honey!! Honey candy, honey rolls, and lots of pb& honey sandwiches--mmmm...



So, the whole time we were visiting my mom Ian kept asking if he could put on the bee suit and go look at the bees. We kept telling him he would have to wait until Grandpa came home. Everyday he would go look at the bee suits and venture out as close as he dared towards the hives. Finally on Saturday when Grandpa was back they put on the suits and headed out to take a look. (Here are a few pics--I finally had a camera!)

Look at all the bees!

My dad tried to find the queen for Ian to see, but she was hiding.

Ian with some honeycomb.

Getting ready.

Me with my little beekeeper.

The little beekeeper with Miles.

Big alien, Little alien. (The bee suits do look like space suits of some sort)

Lovin' This Weather!!!

Every day of cool weather means one less extremely hot, cranky pregnant lady at this house. Maybe we should move to Washington because I am just lovin' this!!

Highlights from a week with Grandma

Last week Dave headed north for a week at the Climber's Ranch. This has become a yearly tradition in which my dad joins him as they help prepare the ranch for the summer. We have learned life without daddy is no fun so we usually go spend the week with Grandma Leslie who is home alone as well. Here are a few highlights from this year's stay (no pictures I forgot the camera and my mom was cameraless as well)

*Hot Dog roast with cousins
*Playing with the big toy tractors in the garden
*Taking the dog on a walk through the field (only a few mosquito bites)
*Shopping with Grandma--hit the big sell at Bath & Body
*Going to Willow Park with the boys and seeing a peacock fly at Miles' head--and then seeing Miles want to chase the peacock around the park
*The kids yelling "clock, clock" everytime my Grandma Lee's Grandfather clock would chime
*Cotton, cotton everywhere--who knew it could snow in June
*Playing in the park with cousins
*Mindy making psookies (sp) really big cookie in a skillet...yum!
*Lots of great cool weather and some tremendous thunderstorms
*Visiting the Munk's farm--Miles liked the baby cows and is still talking about the tractor even though it made him cry
--Ian liked the tractor ride Jerry took him on and has now decided Jerry is his best friend
*Grandma made cute little folders for each of the boys and would work on their speech with them every night--it was so cute and now they will do it at home because Grandma made it cool. Miles says "do words, do words--get points." Hopefully his speech will improve a bit.
*Having someone to help with the meals, the laundry, the baths, the clean up.

Thanks mom we had a great week. Maybe next year you can come stay with us since Ian will be in school.