more Sam

We have had Zoe, my niece with us for about 7 weeks. Zoe has slept on the top bunk and Holly and Sam have shared the bottom double bed. Zoe went back to Ohio and Holly was so excited to sleep on the top bunk.

Sammy: "Yeah, when Holly goes home then I get to have the top bunk!"

The day after my birthday Sam looked at me and said "Mom, you have old feet" Just what I wanted to hear.

Love that boy!

El Fin

The Parade












The Decomissioning





The End

Albion Basin

Rob and I drove up Little Cottonwood canyon on Sunday to look at wildflowers with the kids. Here are some pictures.

No Toil Nor Labor Fear

Rob has been a little restless. Understandable. He needs a job. Our stake relieved this restlessness for three weeks and now he is sore and tired but satisfied. Rob designed and constructed a float for the 24th of July parade. His Dad is a bishop and was in charge of the float but willingly let Rob take the helm. There were helpers of course in the evenings but my husband got out his Auto Cad, designed a boat and spent everyday from 8:00 in the morning to 9:00 at night seeing to it's construction. Here is a semi finished product and a link to his blog about it. All of the details, carvings, etc. are Rob's. He is a very talented artist.

A new tooth and a little mobility

Max has a tooth! He also has figured out how to squirm and roll his way across a room.

So Hooray for Max!

Connections

Sunday morning Sammy did not want to put on his church pants.

Me: "Sammy, you need to wear church pants"

Sammy: "I want to wear my pajama pants" (Lightning Mcqueen pajama pants)

Me: "No"

Sammy: "President Monson said I could wear my pajama pants"

Wow. Straight to the top. This boy does not mess around.

Jammers!

I took my kids to take their pictures and discovered something. It is impossible to get my kids to all look at the camera at the same time. Anyway here are some of my attempts.









About 5 minutes after arriving at our destination that did not have a bathroom Sam had to go. So I taught Sam to pee outside (a decision that I have regretted since).

The picture taking was hectic but fun anyway.

Yesterday Sammy had an accident outside (he has had several since I taught him how to pee outside). I brought him in but I didn't really want to touch his yucky clothes so I put him in the shower clothes and all (I had a handheld squirter). I was cleaning him off and he was having a ball. I thought maybe I need to make this a little uncomfortable so that he doesn't want to pee in his pants all of the time. I decided to wash his head and face too.

Sammy (annoyed): "Mom Stop it!"

Me: "Sammy I need to clean the pee off of you."

Sammy: "Mom I didn't pee on my face."

I love that boy!