Here we are back in 1986 with our cute Grandma who always seemed to be wearing an apron... and some shade of her favorite color - pink. She was also always snapping pictures which to the annoyance of some I have followed in her footsteps of... 
Here we are back in 1986 with our cute Grandma who always seemed to be wearing an apron... and some shade of her favorite color - pink. She was also always snapping pictures which to the annoyance of some I have followed in her footsteps of... 
We were lucky to have our friends the Bloomfields in town for the whole month of June. They were some of our first friends in this neighborhood and we were sad to have them move back East last year for MBA school.
(L to R: Ty, Cam, Parker, Emmie & Jakey)
Check out these cutie patooties...with all the light hair, blue eyes and dimples they could all be related. There is no question that Emmie will have a plethora of cute boys to choose from in this family in the years to come! These cute little guys don't completely dominate their fam anymore as they have a darling new little sister, Claire. Their Supermom Karen somehow manages to keep her sanity intact with 4 kiddos under 5 years old! I don't know how she does it except that her kids are pretty darn good. As for me, I am barely sane with 2 kids under four. Barely. She is awesome. Me? Apparently not so much. :)

...How about feeding the ducks at a nearby park?
~Need to practice up on your mommy skills?
...Baby Minnie to the rescue!
~Need a ride?
Big Brother will make room for you!
~Need a loyal friend?
No worries. Roxy is always nearby watching over you!
OLD NAVY.
I absolutely love the Fourth of July! I also know how unfun it is to have kids stay up late and be rocked off of their schedule, so it's been a good four years since we've stayed up to watch fireworks let alone go anywhere special to observe them. Well, this year, after talking to a neighbor who swore her two year old did great at the Stadium of Fire last year, I got brave and found last minute tickets on KSL.com to go see the exciting event a few days before the holiday. FIREWORKS + AMERICAN IDOL'S AlUMN, CARRIE UNDERWOOD....
Could it get any better?!
In my eyes, it was the opportunity of a lifetime, and Chris and I decided it was well worth chancing that our kids would actually sit still (a very rare thing) and behave well (huge risk given that the show didn't start until an hour past their 7:00 bedtime!).
The Hansens stake out a spot each year outside of the stadium. They have a picnic and watch the fireworks, so we stopped by on our way in to the big show. In case you can't tell, the kiddos are quite popular with the aunties and uncles (Top right: Chris' sisters Bethany and Sarah - Bottom Middle: Uncle Zach)
Then we were OFF to the stadium!...
BUT... not without an accident first. Little P tripped and fell just before reaching the gates and skinned his poor knee. The kid was HYSTERICAL all the way to our seats. Poor guy! I would have been too...I think the blood and the immediate swelled goose egg freaked him out all the more...
While Chris was off to find a bandaid, I, with my arms full of Emmie, purse and camera, my hand holding screaming P, scoot the 3 of us in through the crowded audience to the middle of our bench row.
Relieved to have made it, & feeling sorry for my little guy who was still in hysterics, I turned to comfort him when not thirty seconds after I sit down this nice lady:
{white shirt below)
The kids were sooo good & P said of the fireworks that he liked them, but that they were too long and too loud...he was really tired and told me several times that he just wanted to go to bed. But all in all he was a trooper. Even the NICE lady behind us kept commenting on how good the kids were. We need more people like that in the world! What a contrast to the woman in front of me!
What I learned in all of this was just to trust my mommy instincts. Events like that are too stressful with tiny kids. We won't be doing it again next year. But for Carrie Underwood, this year it was worth it even with the worse possible person sitting in front of us! :)
The cute sister missionaries that took this picture above for us guessed that we were celebrating our FIRST anniversary. Haha! You can imagine how their jaws dropped when we told them it was #10! No, I didn't get married when I was 13 (almost 21), I am just cursed to look like a perpetual teenager. With wrinkles. :) Although I think we are getting a little less dorky looking as we age (maybe?), so that is a good thing... :)
What a wonderful journey it has been! Click here for a stroll down memory lane, a wedding pic, and the mushy stuff....
and for the record,
these two are definitely our greatest thrills in life:

My patriarchal blessing talks about how 'great joy will come into our lives as we bring into this world some of our Heavenly Father's chosen spirits'....That is truer than I ever could have dreamed! We are so grateful for our two little ones and the way they have enriched our lives!
What a blessing to have the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation and to be an eternal family!
Happy Anniversary to us! :)
We've had some exciting, long-awaited changes take place around here in the last couple of weeks....
Emmie, who is quickly approaching 2 years old coming up in August, has been riding around town in her baby car seat.... up until about 2 weeks ago that is. That's right... Same rear facing baby seat that she came home from the hospital in. (Hey - the weight limit is 35 lbs and E is barely over 20...) It was high time for her to graduate and move onto a big girl seat, so - well overdue, I marched our little fam to Babies R Us and told the stressed husband that we weren't leaving without a new seat for Emmie. It's never easy for him to spend money - even on necessities such as this. (Understandably - is it ever fun to drop $300+ on a car seat?)If I had left it to him, I'm pretty sure she would have been stuffed in that baby seat until Kindergarten. Love ya honey. But you know it's very well true. :)
THE PROUD PASSENGER:
Needless to say, Little E has been thrilled ever since & loves her new ride.
New carseat for Emmie: CHECK!
NEXT UP:
THE P-MAN
This little guy, who is rapidly approaching the big 4 next month, had still been sleeping in his toddler bed - up until 2 weeks ago that is. Same drill as above....forced a family shopping outing on the hubby and told him that our little guy was growing and that he no longer qualifies as a toddler, therefore his "toddler bed" was no longer acceptable.
Above is the before...
Beige blah walls and itty bitty bed (that was made that day by P himself btw), transforms into:
{DRUMROLL PLEASE}
{...& Hallelujah chorus sets in}
A big boy bed!
HOORAY!!!
and how about that? even got rid of the icky wall color in trade of a serene blue.
THIS much needed transition makes me so so so happy! WHY?! I don't cringe with guilt at having my growing little guy stuffed into a tiny bed every time I walk through his door anymore. & absent are the feelings of being a bad mom due to never having painted his room a fun color due to the chaos that collapsed on us soon after we moved here (my brother's unexpected death followed by a stressful & difficult pregnancy (heart issues at 20 weeks followed by preterm labor and bedrest)).... Sounds silly, but I am breathing easier these days as a result of these simple but overdue changes. Pictures still need to be hung but I am truly content with it for now! YAY! :)
BIG BOY BED FOR P: CHECK!
NEXT UP:
Alright so this one did not fall into the "necessity" category but it sure has boosted my sanity levels!
Last Fall we brought inside our little outdoor picnic table to use for Joyschool. It was never intended to stay in our kitchen... but it became such a practical convenience that it ended up staying put. Practicality seems to be something that we succumb to when our lives revolve around little ones.... even when it's a huge eyesore. Which is fine, & I'm all for it...it's how we have to roll sometimes, but inside I longed for something a little bit cuter. & a little bit smaller. Something that actually didn't overtake our kitchen as a bulky bright red and blue blob that matched nothing but the crayons used on it....Having said that I do love the picnic table - such a great purchase - just not as the focal point of my main living area...
Then I saw it. At Downeast Home. A highly discounted Thomas Table originally from Pottery Barn. And red chairs. That matched my great room. PeRfEcT. I really wanted it. Oh how I wanted it. I'm not an impulse buyer. I am a frugal, careful shopper. I don't covet many things. I went home and pondered it. Told the husband about it. Told him why I really must have it. It would make me so happy. So so happy. Couldn't stop thinking about it. Blessed Husb gave the green light to get it.
WHAT?!
{Hallelujah chorus repeat}

Bless him. I love it. Absolutely love it. It makes me happy. Ridiculously happy. & the picnic table is happier to be outside. Where it belongs. With popsicles and melted mac and cheese on hot summer days.
And these two? They love it too. Maybe not as much as me, but they like it alright.
& as you can see, they love P's new bed, too. At night time, they climb in together squealing and laughing, Emmie telling me "Night night", followed by her yelling for me to, "Go!".
It almost hurts my feelings. :)
No, they don't sleep in the same room. They just find it highly hysterical to pretend that they do....
....& that's the excitement of our crazy month. Three big things (wait - FOUR - definitely 4 with that check mark next to girls camp) checked off my list, making JUNE a highly productive month in my book! :) YAY!
My kids are lucky to have such a great dad! Emmie adores her "Da" as she calls him, & Parker is always asking when Dad is going to be home.
Chris unfortunately had to work on Father's Day, but got home just in time for a Father's Day Partay at our house with my Dad & that side of the fam. It was a bit of a crazy day trying to pull off late church & getting food ready for the festivities without Chris around to help keep a tiny bit of order to everything with the little munchkins (or should I say "Terrors") running around, but in the end we pulled it off. It was fun to have everyone over!

A few of the highlights:
All in all - success!
Especially maybe because I had to leave a day early to get back to my orphaned children....(Thanks Hansens for watching them!)
{Can you find me? }
What's cool: Hanging out with 12-18 year old girls. Not Cool?: Having everyone think you are one of the 12-18 year old girls...
3 words: STORY OF MY LIFE! :) LOL I'm THIRTY, people!!!
Our dinky little swingset we bought last year has proven to be such a great purchase! 