Our final update...

Well this will officially be my final update before our new "arrival" in a little over 2 weeks. CRAZY!! This post will have a LOT of pictures, but that's what you get when you have a busy month with lots of fun things to talk about. So sit tight, and get that visine out. It's a long one.

Alrighty then. Let's begin.


ME


First a disclaimer: My basement family room was in DESPERATE need of a face lift. We haven't TOUCHED this room since moving into our house 7 years ago, so that should tell you a little story. Our furniture down there was all given to us, and was put into VERY good use, but alas, that furniture needed to be updated BADLY. It all began with a couch: we bought one. I couldn't let that new couch be put into a room that wasn't updated as well, so our remodeling began. Here are some BEFORE and AFTER pictures.


Notice the beautiful wallpaper border (mother-of-pearl colored even!) around the top.


aaaaand the after picture. FYI...I am going to re-finish that entertainment center and paint it black. It'll look a LOT better.

Yep...it just keeps on getting better. No need to elaborate.

and the after.

That scrapbooking table is now outta there, along with my HUGE collection of supplies. That made a big difference.

And after.

So that was my big project this last month, and let me just say I am SOOOOOO glad that it's done. I do need to find things to decorate with, but that can come a little at a time. Whew! My pregnant self will not be taking on any other projects for awhile now.

Lets see....anything else? Well we went on 2 camping trips in the last 2 weeks, but I'll talk about THOSE down further. Hmmm. Our baby will most likely arrive the week of July 28th (yay!) and I am pretty much terrified at this point. Yes...terrified. I am happy to finally get my body back to myself, and I am happy that I will finally be able to bend over to pick something up, and I am happy to have a lap where my kids can sit, but I am scared that I have no idea what I am doing! You'd think that feeling would go away with child #4. Maybe it does for some - but for me, not so much.

Oooooh, I did forget one thing to mention. I fell yet again. I know, I know...

You want to know what happened? Pretty much the EXACT same thing as before - I was carrying Crede, I tripped, and I fell, and I dropped Crede. During my fall, I hear Morgan in the background yelling, "Mom! You're doing it AGAIN!" This time it wasn't in the church parking lot though - it was in the parking lot at Tinsletown movie theatre's in Layton. Oh joy. My legs are all bruised, scratched up, and gross looking now - (not to mention swelled up to the size of tree-trunks, thank you water-retention) but Crede is okay, and that is all that matters. I dropped him right on the back of his head, poor kid! He had a little scab and goose egg, but that's about it. He still loves his Mom, and if HE can forgive me, I suppose that is all I need.

Alright let's move on to Chance.

CHANCE

Does the song from West side Story come to mind? I feel pretty, oh so pretty.........

Chance is the BEST Dad ever. He let Morgan go to town on his hair one day. She obviously put a lot of thought into her motif. Verrrrry nice.

THIS picture was taken during our camping trip #1 up to Idaho. These meadow's were COVERED in flowers because of all the rain up there. The pictures really don't do it justice. Chance is on the 4-wheeler on the left, Morgan and her cousin Aspen are in the middle, and Chance's sister Token is on the 4-wheeler on the right.

As a little side-note, our camping trips seem to always have some sort of calamity associated with them, so when we go on trips, we make sure to pray extra hard about our Truck running well, etc. THIS trip we were pulling our camping trailer AND a 3rd trailer behind that with our 4-wheelers loaded on. It was a heavy load. Well on the way home, in Roy, we went to stop at a red light, and our brakes totally gave out. We honked our way through the intersection, and luckily, didn't hit anyone. Afterwards Chance and I were talking, and we KNOW that we were watched over that day. Those brakes could have given out in Logan canyon, Sardine canyon, anywhere else...and it would have been a HUGELY worse situation. I know our prayers were heard and answered that day. We were shown that our brakes needed to be fixed, but in a way that our family was not put in harms way. Anyway...

Here's our 2nd camping trip, up to Heber Reservoir. Every year we have a camping trip planned with 4 other families/friends of ours and it ends up being so much fun. This first picture is what Chance always ends up doing when he's around water with his "guys". That is play football...well sorta. chance is on the small tube on the right.

Now THIS camping trip I know we were being watched over because of the fact that our campsite was RIGHT next to the water, and it was a pretty big drop-off into that water. Crede and Grace ALWAYS wanted to go play in it, and as a parent, I was TOTALLY freaked out that they would fall in and drown. The last day we were at camp, Chance glanced over and sees Crede walking back towards camp from the water. By himself. Chance is thinking..."wait a minute, was he just down there by himself?" Well as Crede walks by I notice his socks are all wet. I am just glad that he didn't fall completely in, and I am reaaalllly trying not to think of "what if". I just know that my little family is watched over more than I realize.

Chance is also such an important part of our family. He makes sure that our family is taken care of at all times, and he balances my OCD behavior out quite nicely. He is an AWESOME Dad as well. Love you Chance!

Now heeeeere's MORGAN:

Morgan is my Queen Crafter. If she thinks of something to make, she'll grab the paper, scissors, glue stick, and anything else she can think of to make this said item. This day she wanted to make a mask. She did it completely by herself, got some string to go around back and stapled it to the front. Pretty good for a 6 year old, 'eh? (P.S. - she even got the eye-holes in the right spot! Genius!)

Here are Morgan and Grace doing what they love. No, not play together, but ride bikes. This day they happened to be getting along really well and so Morgan volunteered to drive Grace around. They had a blast. oh, and another thing - their helmets were put on the minute this picture was taken (for all you concerned parents out there.)

Before school was officially out, Morgan received the "Principal Award" at her school. Their teacher was able to pick one boy and one girl from that class who did really well throughout the year and Morgan was picked. **sniff** yeah - just a chip off the ol' block. This was her receiving the award. Cute cute.

The last day of school Morgan had a little "graduation" ceremony in her Kindergarten class. Pretty much it was them singing a couple of songs and a slideshow of their year. Here's Morgan with her teacher, Mrs. Johnson. We really enjoyed her as a teacher.

The official start of summer has lead Morgan into an entraprenuer-type of attitude. Her items to sell? Rocks. Not just any rocks I might add...these are premium, one of a kind, unpolished garden rocks. See that sign behind Morgan? It says, "Rocks for Sale: 100 dollars." Yep she should be raking in the dough by now.

Morgan also had her final ballet recital. Her class danced as "Bryce Canyon". Pretty much their dance lasted about 30 seconds, but Morgan had a BLAST performing. Here's our little Morgan the night of her performance.

Here's the video I was "legal" to take during their dress rehersal. Morgan is on the far left of the stage the whole time, and she's the shortest one in her class - so you should be able to keep track of where she's at.



OK. Now on our first camping trip, we brought up Morgan's 4-wheeler. She had a blast riding around on it. This picture was too cute because the flowers came up to the top of her 4-wheeler. Aspen is riding on the back. What you DON'T know is right after this picture was taken, WE were overtaken by mosquito's. I'm not talkin' 20 or so, I'm talkin' HUNDREDS of blood-thirsty mosquito's. I was riding around like a mad-woman trying to shake them. I'd look down and there'd be another 50 on my leg. (I'm not that much of a nature-lover as you can tell, and bugs don't sit well with me.) Grrrrooooosssssssss! Anywho, this was a pretty cool picture.


Now for camping trip #2. This was up in Heber, and Morgan had a BLAST playing in the water. Here is Morgan, Samantha and Grace sitting on our big innertube that we brought.

Morgan is growing up to be such a fun big girl. She had so much fun on this camping trip. She hung out with all her girlfriends and they made up dance routines and talked about boys, and painted their fingernails and toenails. (Crede even got in on the fingernail polish action). They hunted for "crystals" and "fairy wings" and it made me wish I was little once again. We love you Morgan

GRACE?!?!

what about Grace?

Now who got ahold of my camera and started shooting photo's? Not Grace....nosireee.... wait a minute, who's toes are those? Hmm....they look like....GRACE!! That little booger.

Grace has basically been up to her mischevious ways, as always. She is just so stinkin' cute, but she is veeeeeerry.................. creative. We'll just leave it at that.

Here is Grace on our 2nd camping trip to Heber. I don't even need to say anything about these next 2.

aaaand the close-up:

Here is Grace chowing down on her otter pop, keeping Morgan company with her rock-selling business. She's JUST figuring out how to eat the elusive otter pop. She either turns it upside down and then can't figure out why she's turning blue, or she'll just sit and bite the wrapper and get ticked off. She's catching on though.

Grace in our backyard after the ENTIRE day of swimming. Oh how I love tired kids after a full day in the sun. **sigh**

Grace, we love you little girl. We're so happy that you've had a fun summer and I'm so glad to have you in our family and we love you very very much.

CREDER:

Oh crud - I forgot to turn this photo the right way before uploading it. I love blogging and all, but don't you hate the fact that if you are waaaaaaaaaaaaaay down on a post it is a PAIN IN THE BEHIND to add a photo? Ooooookay. so just PRETEND that this picture is turned the right way, alrighty?

On our trip to Heber, Crede's favorite thing to do was to find food. Didn't matter if it was ours - if it was left out on the table, Crede found it and finished it for you. Here, he's finishing off a capri sun. (not ours). It was a joy when he figured out that coolers contained all sorts of goodies, and that he was able to open these coolers. Little bugger.

Here's our little boy playing in the sand. He looooooves rocks, so this kept him busy for HOURS.

Yep, this is our little boy after a FULL day in the sun out in the backyard. That car he's holding? That is his "lellow" car (even though we correct him everytime to let him know it's blue.) This car is his alltime favorite, and he carries it around EVERYWHERE he goes. Cute kid.

Crede has had a fun summer (as you can see) and is talking sooooooooo well these days. He's the cutest little boy around, and I'm just so proud that he's mine. Love you little boy.

Well that's our family in the last month. Whew! I'm just tired reading about it. We've had a fun time, and I'm so glad that we've had the opportunity to do all the fun things we've done. We'll update again just as soon as this baby comes, and just as soon as my "cankles" subside.

I need advice

Hi everyone. I need your advice. Crede's room has been giving me grief. I thought after hanging this vinyl on his wall I would feel like it was done, but there's still something missing. Any suggestions?! Some framed art on the walls? I don't know. This is why I am asking for help! Here are the photo's I took today. This is above his bed (the crib is set up right now, but it'll be a bed when he gets old enough)



This is as you walk in his room. I need to find some fun things to put on his shelf without it looking too cluttered. Any thoughts?

See that "UNDER CONSTRUCTION" sign? I think I am going to have some "CAUTION" tape made (out of vinyl too) and stretch it across that small wall about 3 times. Also, on his dresser I'll put a small lamp. Any other ideas?!

Okay so that's his room. I leave any ideas to you. ANY. Thanks for taking your time to think of little ol' me. :)

Photo SHOOT!!

aaaahhhhhh now isn't that a cute picture? This looks like a little boy who has been THREATENED not to move his hands in his lap, to keep his feet together, and who is trying to tell me, "I do NOT want to be here right now."

Well after some pretty crappy pictures that we had taken last month, we finally got all our pictures updated. Mine - I'm not so sure about, being 7 1/2 months pregnant and all...blech. BUT my kids are sure cute, and this is why I wanted to post these pictures. They really turned out nice. (for Target portraits).

Grace and Morgan giving Crede a big smooch...

all my kiddies - Grace is being quite the goofball here - but that's just who she is.

Morgan's turned out great. When we get her pictures taken, she always turns into a spaz and worries to DEATH how she is smiling. Also, it BUGS me when I get my portraits back and my kids eyes are out of focus. If you look at your portraits, I bet you'll see what I'm talking about. Anywho - this picture below is my absolute favorite of her. That's just my Morgan to a "t".

Here are a couple more...

and lastly...

Okay now let's start this next section with a little story. I went to Target in Riverdale to get Grace's and Crede's birthday pictures. They turned out soooooooooooooooo crappy. The pictures below are the "before" pictures. Oh - they're just horrible. The photographer would say, "okay, now....Grace, sit here, hold your hands here and, ready...... hold still! ....... ONE ......... TWO .................................................................................................. hold still! ........................... THREE! So by then what do you think Grace and Crede were doing? Well NOT smiling and NOT looking at the camera would be a good guess.

Lets start out by looking at the "not so great" pics. I think in this one, she was going for the all "natural" innocent angel look?!?

now Grace? hooooooooooold still. wait a minute...... hoooooold still......... wait! You're not looking at the camera! Oh who cares, I'll just take it anyway.

Now here are all our re-takes. Grace had a fun time with our new photographer, and she was REALLY good with the kids. This time we went to the Target in Layton. If anyone goes there, Heather is the manager and the photographer, and she is very good with kids.

I love the look on Graces face in this next one.

and lastly...

Now for Crede. Same thing. He's a boy, he's two, and the photographer was kind of mad that he wouldn't stand up with JUST his thumbs tucked in his pocket while she counted to three. Nope, couldn't be his entire hand in his pocket. Just his thumb. Well here are the results of HIS sitting.

Does he need to go to the bathroom?! Who knows.

There's a perfect caption to go with this one....I just can't quite put my finger on it. Is he folding his arms? Is he cold? What a flattering pose.

NOW here are the retakes. This next one makes him look quite handsome I must say. He's just a cute little boy.

Here's a close-up....

And here's my favorite of Crede. Cute cute.

Anyway, I thought I'd post our new pics. Thanks for thinking that they are as cute as I think they are...heh heh. No really - thanks for stopping by, and have a lovely day.

Let's Reminisce...shall we?

As I put the finishing touches on our nursery (for the 4th and FINAL time...hopefully) I got to thinking about our journey to this point in life. First of all, here are the pictures of the nursery:

I mainly took the pictures because I'm planning on selling this stuff after this baby has outgrown it...but I figured since I have the pictures I might as well make some use of them.


As I start to reminisce, I'm going to start in stage#1...the pre-children stage in our marriage. I recall the time where I had a set schedule. Not only for myself, but for my cleaning and organizing. I would clean every Saturday, I would do laundry during that day as well, and I would often use phrases like "MY kids will NEVER...."

I remember the pre-children days when I knew that I would have angel children that wouldn't DARE disobey. I wouldn't need to child-proof my house because MY kids would be SO well behaved that they would leave my antique porcelain figurines alone. (I don't have antique porcelain figurines, but it's just the principle of the thing. ) MY kids would NEVER talk back, they would be perfectly behaved, and we would be the envy of all. We would all be dressed to the hilt, never have runny noses (and MY kids would NEVER pick them for heaven sakes), and I would never be the cause of a scene in the grocery store because MY kids would NEVER throw fits.


Stage #2
Let's call this stage...oh...the Only Child Stage (yeah I know. Reeeeaal original).

We FINALLY had our first child. We were prepared. We bought anything and everything we would EVER need for this baby. She had the perfect nursery. She had a wardrobe that Paris Hilton would be jealous of. She had 100% of our attention 100% of the time. If she cried, Chance and I would discuss what techniques needed to be used in that particular situation. Chance and I even fought about naptimes, whether or not to let Morgan "cry it out" (because it seemed so dang cruel for pete's sake).

Morgan was by FAR the most beautiful child in this world...couldn't everyone else tell this? I would read to her not only in the womb before she was born, but as a newborn I would show her black and white flashcards because that helped to stimulate her mind and vision. While I was pregnant I faithfully kept a journal about how "amazing" pregnancy was, and how blessed I was to feel life inside me. I would play Mozart, Bach, you name it.

As our first child grew, I read books, I sang songs constantly, I even got out my art books from college and taught about Picasso, Van Gogh, Degas.

Now.

Let's move on to Stage #3.
The 2nd Child.

We tried for a couple of years to get Grace here. My pregnancy was scary - I was on bed-rest for a few weeks and was TERRIFIED that I would lose this baby. She was very anticipated and welcome when she finally arrived.

Luckily, Paris Hilton's wardrobe worked for this one too...so she had everything she needed. I felt GOOD. I had another little girl, she was perfect, I loved cuddling with her every chance I got, and I VOWED that THIS time I would just enjoy her, and enjoy the little stages she was in. I was determined to Breast Feed (and when THAT wasn't working, I pumped exclusively for 3 months). I was LOVING the newborn baby stage. My patience was endless. I never yelled, I was living my dream. **sigh**

Ssccccrreeeeeeeeeeeaaach! ***sound of car breaks***

When Grace was 3 months old, guess what? Yep..I'm pregnant again. Come again?!?! So that put a SCREECHING hault to my good attitude. Instead of focusing on art lessons, music lessons, reading and stimulating my child, I was just plain ORNERY. (I love those awesome pregnancy hormones...ya know?) My children would only be 12 months apart, and I was FREAKING out. Remember the days when I had schedules for everything?!?

Let's fast forward to
Stage #4
Dwindling Sanity

Yep, the 3rd child arrived, and my sanity departed.

Laundry? What used to take me 1/2 a day now takes me 1 1/2 days to complete. Let's talk about pre-treating. Before my sanity left me, I ALWAYS pre-treat my clothes. Any little spot or potential stain I would attack with vigor, and if THAT didn't work, I would attempt other methods until that stain was finito. Now? It's a good day when I am folding clothes and I don't find a stain that's been permanently heated into a shirt.

Cleaning? Hmmmm.....I am not even going to admit how often I clean now. Mopping my kitchen floor has become a wistful thought. I changed my kids sheets the other day and thought to myself, "I REALLY should be doing this more often". I think I found a few long lost toys, socks, and other such items neatly stuffed in the foot of their beds.

Oh, and patience? Well that's totally gone as well.

If one of our kids throws a fit? Well....lets see how far they can throw it. That's especially fun when I am at Walmart and Grace is screaming at the TOP of her lungs.

Crying it out during the night? Oh yeah...I'm all for that. Chance, at this point, has resorted to wearing earplugs to bed so that HE can at least go to work the next day and not be a zombie.

Childproofing our house? Well, DUH! It was either (a) yell at the kids nonstop to "quit touching that!" or (b) move it out of the house until the kids get older. I chose option (b).

I think it's quite amusing how much MY attitude has changed through these stages. If you would have told me 7 years ago that this is my life, I wouldn't have believed you. Back then, I knew I would live in the perfectly kept house with perfectly kept kids. Now I realize that there are SOOO many more important things than a clean house and clean kids.

I am so blessed to have HEALTHY and HAPPY kids and a house that is comfortable. I love the fact that I don't have to worry that my clean house will be wrecked if my kids play with their toys. I am grateful that I can do something fun for myself without feeling like I have to keep a perfectly manicured home, and that I have a husband that doesn't mind a little clutter here and there.

Sure, my kids aren't perfect - but neither am I! I just hope that as they grow up, they will know how much they mean to our family, and how much they are loved. I also hope that they will appreciate us as parents. I'm so glad that my attitude and outlook have changed through these different stages, because I really don't know how happy I would really be if I was only concerned with perfection.

Anyway, thanks for listening to the ramblings of a semi-sane Mom of 3 1/2 kids.

The End.

Oh boy.

I can't believe that it's been a whole month since I blogged. I started out with the best intentions, and those intentions aren't enough apparently. Lets see....what's happened in a month...

ME

I am now 28 1/2 weeks pregnant. I'm huge, I have no waistline, and I get winded sitting still. I crave sweets 24/7 and I'm afraid that's going to be my downfall. Oh, and did I mention that my patience has left permanently? Thanks to a husband that still loves me even through all of this, and through the fact that I am still snoring like a lumberjack, I am not totally losing my mind. I think that I only have about 10 more weeks to go....and I am COUNTING DOWN.

We're still having trouble with names - and if ANYONE has any cool suggestions, we'd be happy to hear them. Seriously...any.

Mothers Day: I really LOVE Mothers Day. I love that I get to hear my little kids sing in church on Sunday, and I love the effort that Chance puts towards me on that day. He really does try (even though we're nick-naming this Mothers Day as the "Maverik Mothers Day". . . you can probably come up with your own conclusion there.) to make my day special. I got some roses at church and even a Kit Kat (mmmmmm....chocolate.) My Mom came over for dinner and brought a...da da daaaaaaaa MRS. BACKERS CAKE. Oh how I love Mrs Backers. (For those of you that don't know, Mrs. Backers is a bakery in Salt Lake City that has the BEST cakes. They have been around since MY mom was a little girl. President Hinckley had a birthday cake made there for one of his birthday's too. If you EVER get a chance, stop in - get a cupcake or two, a danish, some fresh bread, even a triangle. You won't be sorry.) We ate dinner, stuffed ourselves with cake, and relaxed the rest of the night. It was a very good day.

I played the piano for our neighbor's/friends wedding as well. I was VERY stressed about that day, but it ended up going really well. I had a lot of fun, and I got a very yummy lunch too. Thanks to the Coombs for that day. They are the best people I know.

I'm also looking forward to summertime because I have some fun plans for me and the kiddo's. We have a summer movie pass, and am planning on going each Wednesday throughout the summer...we have school lunch to look forward to (it's free, yay!), and I seriously think that I will be spending most of my summer sitting in a kiddie pool out in the backyard while I watch the kids play. (let's not linger on that image...mmmmmm kay?) I'm already too hot and it's not even 80 degree's yet. We have a couple of fun camping trips to plan, and I am possibly going to try to sneak in a mural for an old friend of mine - and try to get THAT done before the baby comes. All of this before the end of July. Yay!

My last thought (and yes, it's very random): when you are driving down the road, and you see something dead on the side, or in the middle...whatever...do you get the heebie jeebies? I was coming home from my OB appointment yesterday and saw some gross leftovers on the freeway from SOMETHING that died, and shuddered BADLY....and then I thought, "does anyone else have this issue?" okay - let's move on.

CHANCE

He is working when he HAS work, and we're just grateful for any income that we can get at this point. He is continually obsessed with hunting, shed hunting, putting in for hunts, you name it.

Chance is so excited to be a daddy again, and he is always rubbing my tummy and talking to the baby to get it to move. His favorite thing to do is to jiggle my tummy and then wait for the baby to kick his hand. As a side note....that's not MY favorite thing for him to do. Chance is always thinking of names (some crazy, some kind-of okay) and he keeps looking at little babies in our ward and neighborhood and saying things like, "Aren't you excited?? You forget all the fun things that babies do!" He's such a good Dad.

I fell in our church parking lot one day after church, while holding Crede, and after being concerned for me, Chance made a day of it, and teased me non-stop. He makes me crazy because I CANNOT keep a straight face with him even if I'm ticked off. So all day long, I was forced to laugh at myself. Chance and Morgan even made some pretty cute artwork over our ENTIRE driveway. Here's some pictures of the finished product:

Just for the record, this isn't really how it ended. Crede was just fine - no cuts or scraps anywhere. Chance likes the flare for a good story.

MORGAN

She got to go on her first field trip yesterday to Hoagle Zoo, and had the time of her life. She keeps talking about it, and she wants to go back as soon as possible. We cut some bangs on our little Morgan about a month ago, and that didn't turn out as I'd hoped, so now we're growing THOSE out, and probably won't cut anymore for a long, long time.

Morgan is being such a good big sister to Grace. Everyday she is wanting to go outside to play and Grace tags along with her each day. Morgan does complain a little, but she watches out for Grace the WHOLE time, and helps her if she needs it. She'll tighten Grace's bike helmet, and she'll help her on the swings.

Speaking of bikes, Chance has helped her overcome her 2-wheeler fear, and she's now riding a 2-wheeler FINALLY. After last summer's fall with the whole "head split-open" thing, she has been a tad leary. Yay bug!! You are doing so awesome on your bike.

Morgan also wrote her first book recently. It's called, "The Three Pony's" and it's "rittin by Morgan". She drew all the pictures herself, and she sounded out all the words herself. It's about the cutest thing ever, and like I always say, she's a genius. I'm totally not biased. She's a genius. Her kindergarten teacher read it to her class as their morning reading book. Cute cute.

GRACE

Poor Grace. We bought her some "thumb guards" yesterday to help her stop sucking her thumb. They look like a PAIN to wear, and she complains about them a lot. Her teeth are in desperate need of the thumb guards though, and we're hopeful that they will work. Basically, they are our last resort.

She is totally potty trained now, even at night. She has been pretty easy compared to her older sister, and I'm SOOOOOOO grateful for that. Way to go Gracie.

Grace and Crede have really started playing well together (about 80 percent of the time), and it's really funny to listen to their conversations. They played house this morning for about an hour, and Grace kept insisting that he "come eat his dinner!" He kept saying, "okay, I'm coming!" The other 20 percent of the time, Grace is taking Crede's toys, and Crede is screaming his best blood-curdling scream he can muster. Our neighbors probably wonder what is going on in here. **sigh**

CREDE

Well he's still my cute little boy. His new thing is that he laughs about EVERYTHING. He has this throaty cackle that he uses all the time, and he doesn't sit still for anything. I really think that he takes after his Dad. He is so funny. He now can count to 10...I'm thinking even 12 or 13....yeah I know - he's a genius too.

I'm finishing Crede's bedroom (the decor) and am having a fun time doing it. I'm making some dump trucks/cement trucks/back hoe to hang on his wall, and I made a cute (wait...let's say cool instead.) magnet board as well. I think that it's going to look pretty neato when it's all finished. I'll take pictures.


Well I'm thinking that is our month all wrapped up nice with a big bow on top. If I think of anything else that's happened, I'll make sure to update. Have a lovely day, and we'll keep in touch!