Hair cuts...not so good

We've had some bad luck with hair cuts lately...meaning that the boys want to do it themselves. I didn't get any pics of Carsons work, but it was almost as good as Nates. Carson's was right in front. He was heart broken when I shaved his head. He stopped crying long enough to go look in the mirror. Then it started all over again. It really made me so sad. Him too. He was so nervous to go to school and to soccer. Lesson learned.

Round 2...Nate came up stairs, found some scissors somewhere, and then said, "I wanted my hair cut like Carson's." Great. My 2 darling boys with great hair now are buzzed. They both promise to never do it again.

Bubbles, bubbles, and more bubbles

Is there anything more delightful that dumping half of the bodywash in the bathtub and turning on the jets...all while your mother is getting your baby brother dressed???? Nope. Thious seems to be a reoccuring thing at our house. The boys are about to get eternally grounded from our bath tub. When I came in the room, there were bubbles spilling out all over the floor.

Silly baby

The other day Logan needed all his bedding washed. It was gross...and the grossest part was his teddy bear. It was stinky...like drool...milk...snot...and all the other baby stuff. So with out even thinking, I put his teddy in the washer. He saw me. He stood at the washer and cried and cried and cried. He was so mad. I showed him the bear. Didn't help. We called his dad, who he loves to talk to...didn't help. Crying and crying and crying. Half an hour later I finally brought out the big guns...fruit snacks. I let him eat like 3 packages. This seemed to cheer him right up. Silly baby. He LOVES candy, he loves his bear, and he loves his brothers. He just wants to be with them.

He is growing up so fast. His dinosaurs fight. His race cars crash. He is not so little any more!

The highly anticipated Grandpa Bob's Easter Egg Hunt

When my mom was alive, she always had a fun Easter egg hunt for all the grand kids. There were only 4 at the time, so it was small and very fun. Now it is years later...a lot has changed...more kids...more eggs...more fun...different Grandma...and more family. It is really a lot of fun. Marsha has been such a good sport to continue on our family tradition. SO, each year we head to Grandpa Bob's house for the highly anticipated Easter egg hunt. I like to call it an Easter egg gather up because there are so many eggs that the kids don't really have to hunt.Each kid gets to fill their bucket up with eggs. Once the bucket is filled, the child is done. It is fun because the babies and little ones are not in a hurry to get eggs before the big kids take them.Carson and Grandpa Bob... two little best friends.

The face of a VERY happy boy!

Logan gathering eggs. He was way more interested in the candy inside. He also liked to throw them...a true boy. Everyone emptying out their eggs. Marsha was visiting her son in Texas on Easter, so we had the hunt 2 weeks later. It was perfect timing...my kids had just eaten all of the candy from the Easter Bunny and then we got new from Grandma and Grandpa.
We are still eating on our candy. There was soooo much. It is always so much fun. We weren't sure if we were going to make it. Nathan had just had his tonsils out 4 days before. He was not about to miss this. We all know why!

GOAL!!!!

We had our first season of soccer this year. Nathan had a fit that he wasn't old enough to play. Carson is thrilled that he now has earned 2 medals...one for T-ball and one for soccer. He loved playing. One funny story is that we promised him an ice cream if he scored a goal. He was by far the youngest on his team, so he was going to have to work for this...or so we thought. He was down by his team's goal and he had a clear shot, so he kicked. SCORE...GOAL!!! Just in the wrong net. He was so excited...waving and giving me the thumbs up. I didn't have the heart to tell him that it was the wrong goal, so instead, I told him how proud I was and we enjoyed our ice cream! Now it is on to T-ball...this time Carson and Nate are both playing...on the same team!

Nate and the tonsilectomy...

We had our first surgery to deal with as parents. Poor little Nate was having such a hard time swallowing his food. After 4 bouts with strep throat, his Grandpa (and doctor) said that it was time for us to go the the ENT doctor. When the doctor came in, he asked about how sick he'd been. I told him. He then said that that was not too awfully sick. Then he said, "Open wide...WOW...now those are some tonsils. They are huge for a 3 year old. " So, we scheduled a tonsil and adnoidectomy on April 7. Here is the morning of...
This is more accurate how he was feeling...nervous. His back pack was full of dinosaurs. He took some to the doctors office too. The nurses and doctor couldn't believe how much he knew about dinosaurs. I am amazed by it too.

The hospital was so nice. The nurse anesthetist carried Nate down the hall to surgery. He went back a little nervous, but no tears. Here is Nate with his new teddy bear.

He came out of surgery crying and crying. He just wanted out of that place, so about half an hour later, we were on our way home. It pays to know the staff...and to have them know that Dr. Grandpa is next door.

Poor little Nate just layed on the couch. Then it was like a switch flipped. He was eating potatoes and popsicles like crazy. He recovered really well. We only had one throw up to clean up and he came through this like a champ.

The nurse in the OR said that those were some of the biggest tonsils he'd ever seen, especially on a 3 year old. They were a little bigger than a bouncy ball. Before surgery, Nate only had about 1/4 of an inch between his tonsils. He had a hard time eating, breathing and talking. Now his voice is higher. He eats a ton. And, he never shuts up. Robbie teases him and says that he is going to take him back to the hospital and have the tonsils put back in. His favorite song to sing is, "Everybody dance now...Everybody dance now...Everybody dance now..."

Even though it was a very minor surgery, I kept telling Robbie that I wished that I was stupid. It is scary to put your baby under anesthesia knowing the risks.

Once we were home, Nate ripped the hospital stuff off the teddy bear. He won't talk about his surgery. He is so funny when people ask him about it. He just bows his head and hides. It is like he wants no evidence of what he went through. We are glad it is over.

Happy Easter...a month late

Let's just say that I have a lot of blogging to catch up with. So, happy belated Easter. I love Easter. I love the candy...I think I went through 10 bags each of Cadbury Mini Eggs and Sweet-Tart Jelly Beans. I love the traditions...Grandpa Bob's Easter Egg Hunt...pics will come. But, most of all, I love the message. I am so thankful for the Resurrection. I loved that we had General Conference. It was so neat to hear from our prophet.

Like with every holiday, I love spending time with family. We had a lot of Robbie's family here. We ate sooooo good...fish tacos, chile verde (thanks to Andy and Kristin), and a yummy Easter feast.

Of course, it was our turn to clean the church, so we colored eggs about 9:30 the night before Easter. We had our cousins here to do it. It was so much fun. Logan was in bed about 3 hours by the time we got eggs colored. Good thing too...he is so busy and likes to make lots of messes!

I LOVE Nate's green fingers. He loved the green dye. I guess that was lucky since he had on green jammies.
Easter morning was fun. The Easter Bunny came and hid the Easter baskets and candy filled eggs. The baskets were hidden in our favorite hiding places for Hide and Go Seek. The boys found them in about 2 minutes. They had some dinosaur presents...an encyclopedia about dinosaurs, a couple of books and a movie. That Easter bunny must really know Carson. He went crazy with the encyclopedia. Now it is me...the mother going crazy reading about all these dinosaurs. I don't even know how to say the names. Don't worry, my 4 year old corrects me all the time. The biggest hit with Logan was, of course, the CANDY! Jelly beans, Peeps, chocolate suckers...you name it, he loves it.
We got all ready and watched Conference. I love this picture of all my boys. Once again, I had to bribe a silly picture for a nice one. I almost like the silly ones best.

We had all the Wayments over after Conference for an Easter feast. Then it was time for our Easter Egg Hunt. In true Idaho fashion, it snowed all week end, so we had the hunt in our messy, dirty, unfinished basement.

The prizes...YUM!I think a dirty face is the sign of a good fun day!These are Robbie's 3 brothers that live around here. We sure missed everyone that couldn't come. After all the festivities were over, I was a little sad. I hate the let down when everyone goes home. It is so nice to have family close by and to get to spend so much time together. We'll do it again next year!