Best Birthday Present...See Above

Shhh, don't tell Kyle, but my very talented oldest sister Natasha, created me an awesome header for my blog for my birthday, and it is my favorite present.  By the way, Kyle did a great job of getting me just what I wanted (exercise clothes, tennis shoes, triathlon watch, Schwann's ice cream).  I LOVE what she made for me, and she came up with everything all on her own.  Thanks Tash for making it for me, it's just what I needed and wanted for this family blog of mine!  I know it took a lot of time to get it just how she wanted.

A little bit of background for those of you who are wondering why the name of our blog is Big Chief Little Chief (by the way, Natasha also gave me the idea for my blog name).  Kyle is the chief (his grandfather and dad have both passed away) of his Maori tribe in New Zealand called Ngāti Porou and because he is the oldest son, of the oldest son (lineage). Michael by birthright will also be the chief (when Kyle kicks the can). However, that being said, we don't live in New Zealand so Kyle's great uncle is the acting chief. Both Kyle and Michael have the middle name Porourangi. Try teaching that name to your child. You'll notice the New Zealand Fern Leaf on Kyle's shirt. Awesome!

Today I am in my LATE 20's

Today is my 28th birthday.  Time flies when you're having fun, that is for sure.  Seriously, I can't believe I'm 28.  Not that I don't want to be 28, just that I can't believe I'm already 28.  This morning I started my day off at the pool training for the triathlon (yeah, still not sure how I'm going to finish that thing).  For lunch my mom and dad are taking me out, and my sister is watching the boys.  I'm excited!  Tonight we're going as a family to Red Robin for my free birthday burger.  It's going to be a great day, I can already tell.  If only the sun would come out!

Happy Birthday to my sister-in-law Emily, my good friend Stephanie, my niece Clara, and Happy Anniversary to Grandma and Grandpa Lybbert!

Hop on over to Make You Over to see my birthday post and to vote on your favorite finalist!

What Preston Puts up With

I have a million more pictures from this incident then what I put in the collage, and they are all equally funny to me.  Maybe they aren't funny to anyone else but us, but seriously these pictures sum up life with my boys.  Preston puts up with a lot. He wasn't annoyed that Michael was in his bed, he was annoyed that I wasn't getting him out of bed.  Preston has been having a rough time sleeping lately.  I put Preston in bed, and I turned my back for one second and Michael had bolted in Preston's room to save him (he was crying).  Michael LOVES to get in Preston's bed.  If you'll notice he's in all of the pictures, just some of them he's hiding under the blanket.  Preston was not happy this time.  Pretty funny.  Michael does not sit still for even half a second.  I guess that's why he's so much fun.  Someone in our ward told me this week that she loves Michael and that he "just loves life."  That is a perfect way to describe him, except for maybe tonight when he was hysterically mad for NO reason. I mean, he threw a tantrum like I've never seen him throw, and I think it went on for an hour.  During FHE, scripture study, and family prayer.  Let's just say he wasn't exactly feeling the Spirit!

Michael tries to wrestle Preston ALL day long.  Preston doesn't seem to mind, and actually he usually can be found laughing hysterically.  I think I'd be crying hysterically.  Michael does not take it easy on him that is for sure.  Check out the positions he's got Preston in.  Hilarious.  Michael is always asking me where Preston is.  He does not want him far from him.  They are best friends already, which I love.  By the way, don't mind the Christmas PJ's in April (almost May).

Lady in the Night

Last night was not a good night for me.  At 3 am I had reached my limit!  There was a barking dog that had been barking for a good hour already.  I didn't know which house this dog belonged to, but I was about to find out.  It was barking a MILLION miles an hour (one of those yappy,really annoying, loud, piercing barks)  So in my bathrobe, in the rain, I marched up the street until I could find out which house this dog belonged to.  I wasn't certain before, but now I knew which house this annoying dog belonged to.  A couple of times the dog has been going around in the middle of the night and barking at other dogs, which creates even more fun for those of us trying to sleep. I have called the police many other times before on this stupid dog, but they've never come to check out the situation.  Now that I had an address, I was not letting this one go.  I went back, called the police and told them of the situation.  "okay ma'am we'll send someone right out."  A hour hour later, still no police, so I called again.  An hour later, still no police.  I called one more time, and finally they said someone was in route.  By this time, I saw three neighbors turn their lights on trying to see where the problem was with the dog.  I was met by two of my neighbors in the street in their bathrobes.  They decided to have a smoke and a drink to drown out the noise.  By 4:30 am the police officer finally came and the people finally brought their dog in the house.  I told the police officer I was going to shoot the dog if he didn't show up.  I don't understand how people can be so inconsiderate.  I'm not sure what he told the people, but I sure hope they got a citation.

Friday Night at the "Merc"

Come enjoy a night out on Friday night at the Country Mercantile (one of the sponsors for the Mother's Day Makeover).  Should be fun!

Check out the details HERE

Will I see you there?

I Love Lamp....and Miggy

My dear friend Miggy (not her real name, but her blogging name) has a sweet story to tell.  She is a strong woman that is for sure.  This story will make you sad, but happy at the same time because of their optimism and hope  A company decided to do something really sweet for them, so go check out the story.  You might want to read the links she posted at the bottom of her page which will explain things.

A pic of myself, Miggy, and her man when I visited NYC while traveling for work (by the way Miggy, I have a million pictures of you and your man from this trip, I must have thought you guys were cute newlyweds). Anyone recognize her husband from somewhere? I'll give you a hint. Smith Fieldhouse. 

Just A Stage? Please, Please, Please be the Case!

Not so innocent folks.....
Preston is going through an "I don't want to take a nap" stage.  It is really annoying.  He has been crying for over an hour and 40 minutes.  I know that this is the only way I'm going to cure him of this by letting him cry it out, which I had to do last week, but usually I caved.  It all started when he learned to stand up in his crib last week.  He will stand up and get "stuck" in that position.  Yesterday he didn't take any naps at all.  He is still happy, but all babies need naps, happy or not.  Or maybe all mommies need their babies to take naps (two at this age).

I'm going to go crazy.....