This video is a little old, Sam has been walking for about three weeks now. I was hoping to get a video of him walking away from me because I love watching his little bum when he walks, but he bonked himself on the head and then he just wanted me to give him loves.
...we removed the ugly bushes in front of our house last week! Luckily, when we moved in they were at least pruned so they looked a little nice. But I am not a fan of these bushes, even if they are pruned, so we got rid of them. There is only one thing these ugly bushes are good for, and that is making a nice place for spiders to live. You can't really tell from this picture, but I was trying to capture how many webs are all over the stupid thing. Look closely, they are there... My brother-in-law's father brought over his tractor and attacked the things for us! And of course, my boys were excited to watch a tractor in their front yard.
Now here's the after picture. I know it looks bare (and not so cute) right now, but that will change. I'm trying to decide what to plant there, and that might take awhile. P.S. Does anyone know how to fix the discolored bricks that are below our windows?
One of the reasons I fell in love with Benji and wanted to marry him was because I thought he would be a great father
And he is!
But some days he surprises me because he's much more than that, he's a great Daddy! Happy Father's Day Benji! I feel like I chose a great man to spend eternity with, but was blessed to get a great father for my children. You make our home a happier place!
Last week Rocky Mountain Power company informed me (with a scary guy with huge eyes) that our tree in our backyard was too close to the power lines and they had to cut it down. I don't know why they've put up with it for the past 60 years and now decided to cut it down, but in any event they told me it was urgent and had to be done. We had to sign papers or end up in court...blah, blah, blah. So today they came over bright and early with their chainsaws and glaring eyes and malicious laughter and cut down our lovely honey locust tree. (Okay, okay they were nice guys...)
I planned on taking pictures of my boys by the tree before it was ripped from our lives, but I forgot. When they started setting up I took a few pictures from my kitchen because I didn't want to get in their way, and then I figured, what the heck? They're in our yard, cutting our tree down, they can wait a few minutes while I take some pictures of Sam by the tree. (Jordan was busy. His words, not mine.) Then the work began The workers got such a kick out of Sam, they kept pointing and laughing as he pounded on the window and yelled. I got a big kick out of Jordan as he said things like, "Oh no! Don't cut down my tree." and "that's my really good tree," and "my dad likes that tree!"
I think these are the guys that are going to miss the tree the most. And now all that's left of our tree
Now, I'm usually one that looks on the bright side of things, and honestly, as sad as I am to see the tree go at least they took it before we got attached to it and formed memories with it--picnics in the shade, climbing in the branches, Jordan's first fall from a tree and first broken arm (kidding). Benji is sad he won't be able to put up his hammock, but now we have a nice view of the beautiful mountains and we have a lot of space to play catch and run.
I think that's what I'm going to start calling Sam because the little guy eats like a Hobbit. We had soup, grilled cheese sandwiches and smoothies for dinner the other night and he not only ate his, but waited for Jordan to leave the table and asked (pointed and grunted) for the rest of his dinner. He finished Jordan's dinner and then asked for something else to eat. He is the first to start eating (usually because I have to get him a snack as I'm fixing dinner) and he's the last to leave the dinner table. The boy doesn't stop eating! Sometimes I seriously worry that he has a tapeworm or something. To top it all off he is apparently skinny for his age, he's only in the 18th percentile for weight! See what I mean, it must be a tapeworm.
Anyway, this is usually what he and his highchair look like after a meal, sorry I know it's gross, I think the only person that thinks dirty, sticky, goopy kids are cute is their mom.
I forgot I had these pictures. Here are just a few from the family BBQ we went to. Sam and Julie I wish I wasn't squinting. Oh well. Mmmmm...delicious peach cobbler. That blimp rarely leaves his hands. Hiking up to the tire swing. Ryan by the Koi pond. Sam loves Katey...I'm glad that sore by his lip is finally gone!