Weekend at the Cabin

Well it once again has been far to long since I have updated. I will try to do better... but I say that every week! For conference weekend we all went up to David's parents new cabin! It was tons of fun and so nice to be together as a family, which is so hard to do these days.

They have what they call a ladder, that the spawning fish can swim up and researchers can do... their thing? I guess... anyway it was fun for us. The little boys got their sticks out and life was the greatest.

Anything Mak does... Emmett has to do too!

Even though Emmett isn't quite as good at it....

Emmett made a move for the water every chance he got. It was 80 degrees that day, but I am guessing the water was still pretty cold.

We played on Grandpa's razor every chance we got. Makray loves his rides, no one gets around without him. He rode until he fell asleep... see the movie!

Emmett's Big Birthday

Emmett had the best first Birthday. It was a weekend long celebration, with several parties and a lot of cake and icecream. Nothing is better than summer days spent with friends and grandparents and big boy cousins!!!Good morning birthday boy. I had to throw this picture in... Emmett is the one and only morning person in our family. This is how Dave and I like to wake up in the morning. He is always full of giggles first thing in the morning and loves to snuggle, which helps us morning draggers feel better about our day.

Mak was definetly more excited about the presents than Emmett. We had a little jealousy, but nothing to serious.

I am super proud of this cake, it was huge and used 32 cupcakes. Emmett has loved elmo since he was about three months old. Wherever we go he points out every elmo. I made this cake the day before his party and I had to protect it from my boys with my life. They were so sneaky. Thanks Brit for your vast knowledge and supplies for awesome cakes!!!!

Emmett thought we were a little crazy, but Karly and Mak and of course ME knew just what to do!
This is Mak's good buddy Talissa, they are on a little cupcake date.

Digging in... there was no happier boy there than Emmett... he had three cupcakes in one sitting.

We are still cleaning up red frosting, and they boys are still slightly pink.

10 Things I Love About You

Happy Birthday Emmett

This is him showing off his new trick, that he is ONE!!!

Okay here are my top ten.................

1. You are HUGE. Not fat, not chubby, not rolly. Just Flat out HUGE. My shoulder will no doubt need surgery in 10 years because of your hefty 25 pounds i carry all day. But it is worth it, because you are a horse of a boy, and its a whole lot to love.

2. Along with that, I love your appetite. I am going to have to start measuring your food in take in pounds like a zoo animal. I love to cook for you bud, because no on appreciates it like you do.

3. I love that you like me best. I had to put up with Mak being a daddy's boy for to long. I am proud of my mama loving baby!

4. You are gross, and it may be the most charming thing about you. Little guy, you stink, literally all the time. You are always covered in goo, and you are always letting them rip. You are flat out nasty, and it is so "stinking" adorable.

5. Like your mommy, you appreciate your sleep. It is awesome! You like cat naps, you like long naps, and you are always more than willing to go to bed at 7 oclock.

6. I love that you are such a good brother. You are crazy about Makray! Your third word was Guk, that is what you call Mak. The first thing every morning you want to do, after a good snuggle, is wake up your brother.

7. Like I said up top, you like to snuggle. You are such a physical little kid. You love with kisses, hugs, bonks, and occasionally the loving bite. You love me to hold you and kiss your toes and your fingers. It is a great end to a long day.

8. Sometime it is hard, but I love the fact that you don't do anything until you are ready. You are a little behind in doing everything, but i found the more I push, the harder you fight. When I was trying to get you to crawl, you would lay on your back and growl at me. One day I quit trying, you saw something you wanted, and off you went. So bud.... you walk when you feel good and ready!!!

9. I love your humor. You are such a ham, you love making people laugh. You like to pull funny faces and make crazy noises. Lately you like to crawl with your eyes closed just so people will laugh when you run into the wall. You also think it is hilarious to sneak up on people and bit their toes or legs. You sit back and laugh when they scream

10. What I love the mostest about you is your sweet little spirit. From the moment you were born you have been quiet and reserved. You hate to bother anyone, or make a fuss. You are always pleasant. You are such a joy to have in our home.

I LOVE YOU BIG E!!!!

Emmett's One Year Pics... well 11 Month Pics

So these are a bit rough... they haven't been edited, but I was excited to post a couple anyway.

For My Brothers

So I had an experience yesterday. Tears and tantrums were running strong, and by lunch time all three of us had had it. At which point Mak was sent to his room for basically sitting on Emmett's head. Mak began the usual five minute time out sitting pushed up against his door bawling. Pretty soon Emmett was banging on the other side of the door and pulling on the handle in an attempt to get Mak out. I was shocked after all Makray had spent the morning picking Emmett to pieces. My best attempts to entertain Emmett and keep him away from Mak's door failed, every time he would head down the hall turn the corner and go straight to Mak's door. He had one thing on his mind and nothing was going to stop him.

Whatever, I figured while they were both otherwise engaged (bawling and banging) I would get some cleaning up done. About a minute and half later I realized the banging had stopped and so had the crying. I headed for Mak's room to see what the lack of commotion was about. This is what I found.

Emmett had reached his fat, little hand under the door, to hold Mak's hand. They sat there long enough for me to grab my camera again, just holding hands. After all the quarrels over peanut-butter sandwiches or the tears over the blue dragon that's missing a wing, these two little brothers still had so much love for each other. Which got me thinking...
Thank you to my brothers for tormenting my boyfriends, calling me names, and pulling my hair. Thank you for teaching me how to throw a ball, gut a fish, and punch like a boy. Thanks for getting me grounded and for taking the blame. Thanks for shooting me with sling shots, marshmallow rifles, potato guns, and air soft pistols. Thanks for carrying me home when I was hurt, slipping me money so I wouldn't lose at monopoly, and cutting me more than my share of the Lawn Mowing money when all I did was sit on the curb and pout. Thanks for going on missions, fulfilling your callings, and being good boys. Love you Ty and P!