Buddy Bathtime

We went to visit my in-laws last night and sweet little Tristan had a small accident and ended up in the tub. Sooooo, Brody and Payton felt they needed a little friendly bath time also. These three just love each other and it is so precious. They were being so stinkin' cute we couldn't help but take advantage of the photo op. It's going to be so fun watching them grow up together. Payton was so hyper, can you tell by the freak look on her face, she was squealing.

Princess Payton

So I took Payton to Disney Princess on Ice and she loved it. My friend Ali and Tammy got us tickets so we went with them and their girls Joey and Brielle. Payton didn't quite understand why all the little girls were dressed up. She told a little girl "we don't wear our dress up outside, just inside". Definetely my child. This is her waving at the Princesses saying "I'm up here, Payton's right here." She thought they were skating just for her. How cute.





Payton is such a cheese ball. I lover her so much. She is patiently teaching me how to be girly. Everything she wants now she wants it to be a girl one or princess. For example, she wants a Transformer, a princess one. Makes me laugh that she is such a girly girl and still a Tomboy. That's ok. I adore my little girl and the joy she brings me everyday with her sweet innocence.

Another Day of Paradise. HA

So I feel like crap again today but luckily I have two patient and wonderful children to cheer me up and make me smile. I woke up this morning to my kids talking to Grandma on my cell phone. Don't know how they dialed her number but they did and put her on speakerphone so she could talk to mommy. Being the stubborn one that I am I said that I should be ok and could get them this morning. Head still pounding got the kids breakfast and talked Payton into feeding Diesel. My kids love responsibility which amazes me especially for how young they are. After she fed Diesel she wouldn't come back in the house, she wanted to play. Poor kids have spring fever like nobody's business. So they both played out back while Mom sat on the other side of the looking glass. (Thank goodness for that big glass door) They play so well together and were doing some of the cutest crap, although none of the pics turned out (Stupid glass door and its reflection). First they were playing tag with Diesel and laughing so hard when he would catch them. Then they got on all fours pretending they were dogs and started howling like wild animals. It was hilarious. Then they went out to play on the fort and Payton informed me that Brody was smashing spiders "so we don't get bit and be bad black spiderman" she says. He is always being her hero and I love it. Onto the gravel they go and proceed to make gravel angels.(Their spring version of snow angels, I almost peed my pants). And finally when they came inside Brody felt the need to measure me to make sure my muscles hadn't gone away and "I make sure you din't get smaller by bein really sick mom". (Where do kids come up with this stuff?) Needless to say everything he measured was 6, 7 and "your good mom, you din't shrink". So, my morning was full of laughs and good memories of two sweet kids. I did manage this one picture of Payton "walking" Diesel.

THEN......DUN DUN DUN....My sister stops by this evening to pick some things up and my world changes. I slept all day and have sweat my butt off for the last 2 days mind you. And yes I probably stink, look a little funny, and no my clothes probably don't match or look cute. These things I already knew. What I didn't expect was the shriek and "Oh my God" my sister let out when she walked in my door and saw my disheveled appearance. I didn't think I was that bad but apparently my magic mirror was lying to me today. So upon her departure I took a nice long shower, and although I may not be 100 percent I had to take a picture to show my silly sister that I really don't look that bad (Unless that damn mirror lied to me again, then I'm gonna Chuck Norris it's A**, that'll teach it to send a woman faulty messages)

Sick and SICK OF IT!!!!

So yeah, I have Influenza and it SUCKS A BIG ONE. It all started Saturday with a great workout (Shoulders) and a looooong baby shower. I woke up Sunday morning and couldn't move. All night long my hands were numb and tingling (That feeling makes me so MAD). My muscles were swollen from my workout and were pinching off the nerves in my neck which in turn affects everything. RRAAARRRR. Monday my nose started running like the Hoover Dam when they open the flood gates and I was sneezing like Sneezy in the Seven Dwarfs. I made it to work, a box of kleenex later, however thinking it was just allergies. By the time I got home I was so exhausted and laid down for a nap. Woke up feeling like crap, but stubborn me couldn't miss my workout (Bis and Tris). Got home and could hardly move, but I got a great workout out. HA. Curtis had to practically carry me into the bath and back out again cause my body would not function the way I was yelling at it to. STUPID BODY. And now today I feel like a mack truck ran into my head, deposited a butt load of snot, left some mud in my throat and backed over me on the way out. I can't remember the last time I was this sick. Did I mention how much I hate being sick, especially with competition in 4 weeks. Some sick joke someone is trying to play. Don't they know I have important things to do. DUH.

All Things Glowing Brightly

So we went to see Jak and his band, All Things Glowing Brightly, play in Salt Lake the other night. This is their first gig and they did SO GOOD! I am so proud of him. It's so different seeing him on stage. Here is my brother who is a man of few words, literally. (When you talk to him on the phone, you aren't sure if someone is on the other side). Yet on stage he is chatty and quite the performer. I am jealous that it comes to him so naturally. Yes, he is the mountain man with the beard just in case you couldn't tell. Such the rocker dude. LOVE YOU JAK!

I added this little excerpt from the concert. I know its poor quality but you get the gist. And I know its sideways (Curtis had the camera, blame him). But turn your sound up and listen close to one of Jak's solos. It's awesome. I wish I could play half that well.

Feeding the Beast

My little boy is growing up so fast. He is already taking care of Diesel and feeding him everyday.....by his own choice. He loves to take Diesels food out to him and give him hugs and attention. Brody tells him what a good boy he is and Diesel follows him everywhere he goes. Surprisingly for how big he is, Diesel doesn't knock Brody over. Such a gentle giant. I am so proud of Brody and that he likes to have responsibility. Diesel never goes hungry thanks to his pint size caretaker.