Bath time

My boys love Bath time! I used to think it should be a way to calm them down at the end of the day but I sometimes put them in there just to play.


Brekk had fun with the bubbles. He loved this mohawk.


Brock loves to stand in the bath every chance he gets. I'm afraid he is going to slip and crack his head open.

Brekken saw his hair and said, "I look like a girl". I gave him a bubble beard and he said he looked like Santa.

Two adorable boys

My friend Ashby did a photo shoot with the boys last week. She is so talented. The boys were suprizingly being very well behaved and we got a ton of great shots. Here are a few of the ones I love love love. Thanks again Ash, I miss you already.

Leann and I did the Homolovi Fun run on July 11 organized by a the Hopi tribe. We were twins. It was a 6.5 mile cross country course. I thought that it was going to be a piece of cake, but it was actually really tuff. I have never run cross country before. We were running on sand for more than half the time. It wasn't even dirt it was sand like you would find on the beach. Most of the course was marked well with blue and pink flags but about a quarter of a mile to the finish we some how got lost. We were wondering around trying to find the course. We kept seeing what we thought were shoe prints but who knows. We eventually found the course just down a little hill and we were back on track. There was another man who was running behind us and also helping look for the course we really didn't want to come in last so we picked up the pace and beat him. He was probably in his 50's so I'm glad he didn't pass us. After the run they did some prize drawings, they had like 20 prizes and about 30 to 40 people running. I guess we are not that lucky because neither of us won. Sigh! They also gave each runner corn on the cob that they had cooked in the ground, it was delicious. It was a neat experience the Hopi culture and traditions. One of the men running the activities spoke a little about the Hopi culture. He told us that they don't have metals for us because we can not take them into the next like but he wanted to leave us with his prayers. This run, his hopefully, one that I will do every year.

Crash

Brock had his very first trip to the Emergency Room last week. He was in his high chair eating cheerios while i was getting dressed. I heard a crash and then the most horrible cry I have ever heard. When I found him he was on the tile screaming and Brekk was next to his playing with my flowers. I didn't see what happened but he may have had help getting out from his big brother. I was frantic, you would have thought he was my first baby. Because his Doctor is in Flagstaff 45 min away I decided to take his to the ER just to make sure he was OK. I was not all the way dressed, hair not combed, no make-up, Brekk was running around in only his diaper, and Brock was filthy dirty from crawling around all morning in his white onezie. I tried to call Burr who was working on a house in town but he left his cell phone home. How annoying!!!! At the time I was thinking worst case scenario, Brock had cracked his scull. Now that I look back I was being a very over protective mom. I hurried to get myself dressed, Brekken dressed, Quickly brushed my hair out and ran out the door. I dropped Brekk off at Corie's house and headed to the ER. On the way there a lady cut me off and I lost, I started crying from the stress and frustration. I was so mad at myself for not buckling Brock in (we normally don't because the tray sits right up against his belly), I couldn't get a hold off Burr, Brock was screaming in the car, and now some lady cuts me off. Arrrgh! Sob Sob Sob. Well Brock was just fine and we were in and out with in an hour. The moral of the story... always buckle your child in his high chair even if you think he will be OK with out it.

Where is My daddy?

Burr is at scout camp this week. He left last Saturday and won't get home until Saturday afternoon. We miss him a ton. Brekken has been asking me everyday, "where is my daddy". The boys really miss him. He is gone a lot with his job, it's typical for him to be gone a day and a half then home for a day and a half. But 8 days straight. This is killing me. It is true, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Here are some of the things I have noticed that I really need Burr for.....

1. Take out trash
2. Turn off lights and make sure doors are locked
3. Take care of mouse found in the mouse trap
4. Get the mail
5. Help put kids to bed

Ok now for the mushy stuff. Here are some reasons why I can't live without Burr....

1. Hugs and kisses
2. His support
3. His encouragement
4. I feel safe at night when he is home
5. His lame jokes! They really aren't funny but he always makes me laugh
6. He tells me I'm beautiful

We love you so much Burr and we are anxious for you to get home.

We recently bought Brekken a new bike, his first big boy bike (training wheels included). I took him for a bike ride the other day. We stopped to pick up his friend Boston. They had a blast racing each other down the road. I had to tell them about every 3 seconds to get over to the side. Brekk said, " why mom? cause the cars will smash us like a pancake". Ha ha ha ...I really don't know where he got that one, he cracks me up. Brock had fun strolling along with mom.

Swim Lessons

Brekk passed swim lessons today. When he started two weeks ago he was a big wanny! He would cry and tell his swim teacher he wanted to get out but now, he loves it. I think bribing him really helps. He got his choice of treat if he did what he was supposed to. Way to go Brekk!