Good Luck My Dear

I want to wish my dear friend Candice the best of luck tomorrow and in the coming days that I know will be difficult to handle.  Candice has been my best friend since we were in middle school, and I truly hate to be so far away during the good times and the bad.  Thank goodness for modern technology and daily phone calls so we can keep in touch.

Candice is expecting her second daughter Angelica, and will be induced tomorrow evening.  Angelica is Candice and Peter's angel baby who has a chromosomal disorder and won't be here on earth for long.  For those of us who know Candice (or don't) send an extra prayer her way in the next few days.  

Candice, I just wish I could be in Nashville to hold your hand, but know that I'm thinking of you constantly.   I love you girl...you are my example!

Happy Birthday To Me

Today is my 29th birthday.  My last and final year in my 20's, I better live it up!  My favorite birthday present won't be coming until 11/1/11!

I am 13.5 weeks along and hoping that the second trimester is better than the first!  

Happy Easter

Yesterday was a significant day for our family.  Of course it was Easter, but it was also Kyle's dad's birthday, and 6 Easter's ago in March he passed away.  We are grateful for eternal families and the promise that Easter brings to each of us that we have a living Savior.  Even though Michael is named after him, I believe it's Preston who actually looks like his Grampy.  You can't mistake those dark Maori eyes!

We went to my parents house for dinner and and egg hunt.  The kids were doing great for the picture, but we realized we were missing one grandkid, and by the time we got him in the picture this is what happened.  How do people actually take grandkid pictures?  

I asked Michael to help me change Preppy's messy diaper, and this is the solution he came up with for holding his hands.  Preston didn't seem to mind too much, and it actually worked.  Michael said a few funny things this weekend.  Here are my favorites: 

Yesterday as my sister Natasha was leaving she said goodbye to our Grandma Lybbert.  Michael told her, "she's not your grandma, she's my grandma!"  Natasha told him she was both of their grandma, but Michael wasn't having it.  She gave up explaining and started walking away.  Michael yelled to her as he sat by his Great Grandma Lybbert, "You're just jealous!"  

In between spraying the fence and yard work on Saturday, Kyle took Michael four-wheeling. Our neighbor Bobby came over as they were packing up and told Michael, "You are lucky to have such a good dad." Michael without skipping a beat said, "And my dad has a good woman!"

March Madness

I found some great pictures of the boys from March, and I don't feel like putting a caption with each picture, so you're getting the paragraph version.  They had long hair until their daddy cut it all off.  It's finally growing back.  He gave them a major buzz (accidentally, supposedly).  Kyle took Michael fishing with the missionaries and they brought it home and cooked it for lunch...gross, so that's what those pictures are about.  Preston drank paint....which was completely his father's fault for leaving out the paint in a plastic cup because Preston thought it was milk.  I'm just so glad he didn't actually spill it on the carpet.  Major accident miraculously avoided.  I don't think he actually drank it, but he definitely gave it a good attempt.  We had the missionaries over a lot....they requested breakfast for dinner, so that's what they got that night.  Preston got a black eye by pulling his night stand down on his face.  I attempted to take a picture of the boys before church and that was the best we could get.  My favorite the the boys cuddling on the couch and Preston putting his foot on Michael's head.  Let's be honest, the only way we survived March was PBS kids and BYU Basketball (or maybe that's the only way I survived March).  My boys are growing up, and it makes me sad.  I just wish part of growing up meant they were good during Sacrament meeting at church.  I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon!!! 

I'm So Proud of you Sheryl!

Yes, she's single, available and willing to be set up.

Sheryl is Famous

This coming Saturday in between the LDS General Conference sessions you can see my roommate, friend and bridesmaid Sheryl Garner on TV.  The church did a Mormon.org video about her, they are working on doing a commercial about her because they loved her first segment so much (I haven't seen either, and I'm dying!) which will air on TV sometime in the future, and then Mormon TV Times skyped an interview with her.  I believe her interview with Mormon TV times and the Mormon.org feature will be shown.  She said she's not thrilled about the interview because she wasn't aware of the questions, but I know she did great.  She teaches in DC for one of the lowest performing school districts in the US (maybe it's the lowest, I can't remember now). 


Here are the times..MST 1:30 pm/PST 12:30 pm.  I can't wait!!!!

Crib Tent Drama and more Michaelisms

Michael's crib tent zipper got broken awhile ago, so I took it down.  Instead of buying a new one, I've been trying to get him to go to sleep without one; however, Michael really misses his crib tent and tries to get me to recreate it by draping a blanket over his entire crib.  Just now as I was putting him down for a nap, I draped a blanket over his crib and he was very happy.  10 minutes later I heard some noise in there, and so I went to check and his blanket had fallen.  He was crying and told me he wanted me to make him a new crib tent.  I tucked him back in, and put the blanket back.  This is what he said:

Michael: Mommy, thank you so much, that makes me very happy.
Me: You're welcome, I love you, now go to bed.
Michael: Mom, I'm so proud of you for doing the right thing.

Yesterday morning as I was getting the boys ready for church Michael said, "Mom, is Preston going to nursery today?"  I said, yes, he said "good, I'm going with him to nursery, I'm not going to primary."

Today Michael's cousins were playing over, and at the end, his cousin Blake came down with some red marks on his face, we of course knew that Michael had done it.  I asked him why he did that to Blake's face and he told me because he was a tiger and Blake was trying to get in his cage.  (Michael and his other cousin were playing under his crib).

I would love to tell you funny things that Preston says, but the kid still does not talk.  What in the world?  He will say Bob (our neighbor), bye, bye, uh-oh, and of course Mommy and Daddy, but that's about it.  Michael was talking in complete sentences, so this is all a little weird to me, but I guess the good news is, he's not talking back to me yet.