Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Snips and Snails...

Once upon a time there were three little boys who loved to play...

Through the ups...

And the downs...

But because they were little boys, they were gross and disgusting, as all little boys are. So this happened...

So this happened...

And I shall live happily ever after on the bribe money I will receive when these little boys grow up and get girlfriends.
The End

Friday, June 12, 2009

All by my shelf

It's official. My husband rocks. This was my mothers day gift which he made with his own two mitts. And even though our son picked up some choice phrases over the process, and we nearly had to seek marital counseling over the hanging of it, it is beautiful and I love it.

Thanks so much Chano.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

To Jess, on her Birthday

Happy Birthday my darling friend! I hope you have a great day, are spoiled rotten, and able to forget that we are now officially in a way less cool demographic.

This year is not only a big birthday, but also markes the 10 year anniversary of when you left Ricks and Heritage Manor, #108. In fact, when I think about it we only lived together for of 7% our lives, doesn't it seem like more?

All I know what that there was magic in those days, and a huge part of that was because of you. Lke the song says, "Beause I knew you, I have been changed for good". Without a doubt, I know that I am better because of you (even though you are without a doubt the worst cusser I have ever encountered). I love you so much, and value your friendship as one of the best blessings of my life. Have a great day, and a great year.


Friday, May 29, 2009

Catching Up...

I got really behind, so forgive my forever long post!

Hank loves nothing more than to go to the "man-store" (Home Depot) with his dad. Here they are picking out wood for our garden spot.

High-fiveing their own awesomeness!

About two weeks ago, Grandpa and Grandma treated the family to a few days in Seaside, Oregon. We had so much fun! We started by going to the zoo: Hank and Haylee staring down the polar bear.

All the grandkids, plus some more!

The Zoo boasted a train, so yes faithful readers, Hank got his first ride on a train. I dont think he stopped talking about it for a week later!

Afterwards, we got to meet the conductor. I'm sure Hank thinks that is the best job in the world!

Seaside socked in...but still lovely

Hank adopted one of Chloe's dolls. He made sure she was fed, and tucked her into Grandma's sweatpants for warmth. It was pretty cute-until he started making out with the doll and CPS came to take her away.

Go fly a kite!

Memorial Day Campout: Well, kindof. It was a campout until about midnight when Hank was relegated back to his own bed, and then it just became Shane and I sleeping on the floor.

Here he is doing his fake snoring.

Reverence is more than just quietly sitting.

A few years back, Shane watched as a nurse put an IV in my hand. When she left, he turned to me and I quote, "I would rather take a bullet in my brain then have an IV. A bullet in my brain." He should have mentioned that to his appendix.

At last, Hollywood gets it right!

Saturday, May 9, 2009


The buzz cut has a long and prolific history. Here are some examples:

Now anyone who has seen my boy in action, knows that he is a sweater. Not a sweater, but a sweat-er. He sweats like a dyslexic on Countdown. You have never seen a child sweat like this before. So- after much discussion, we decided to give Hank his first real summer haircut. Prepare yourself.

Are you ready?


Hank was actually pretty upset, and refuses to look at himself in the mirror, Shane keeps looking at him and saying "I dont like it, I just dont like it" and I cried.

Hair grows back, right?

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Catching Up...

So I haven't posted in a while, and to curb the wrath of Nana, here are some of the latest....

Hank's Easter:
It was pretty windy Saturday afternoon, so we had an indoor Easter Egg Hunt this year. Last year, Hank was completely baffled by the whole experience, so it was fun to see him get into the action this year. In fact, he loved it so much, that Shane (the bestest dad around) had to re-hide the eggs about six times for Hank to re-find. I don't know who had more fun!

Hank's Big-Boy Bed:

Yes, we have made the change. Yes, I cried when we took down the crib. Yes, he thinks he is pretty hot stuff in his new bed.

Shane added the 2x4 after Hank fell out on night two. Now he rests with at least one eye closed (Chuck Norris style)

You will notice his sleeping companions, his Elmo cup and of course, Thomas the Freaking Train.

Where does he get those eye-lashes from?

And speaking of Thomas:

You will all be interested to know that Thomas the Freaking Train has now joined in our family prayers. We were sitting down for dinner, and in our family we hold hands when we pray at the table. So I grab Shane's hand, and he goes to grab Hank's, but Hank insists that Shane hold onto Thomas on one side and he hold onto the other. Yea, that prayer was a real spiritual experience. Do we seem like a family ready to be featured on Wife Swap?

This kid needs a sibling. Seriously.