Bridal Veil Falls

Bridal Veil Falls according to our iPhones.

 

And if this day couldn't get better an ice cream truck showed up in the parking lot!

Tootsie Roll Patrol

Ryder is still not pooping in the potty. I keep hoping one day I'm going to send an email announcing that he is, but he feels like his pants are as good a place as any. I have informed Ryder that he can not under any circumstance poop in his swim trunks. Water, mesh undies, its just too big of a mess and so far he has complied with that rule. 

The other day Lola and Ryder went to the neighbors house in their swim trunks to pick up a friend that was coming over. Ryder informed me when they came back to the yard that he had pooped on a stone. I was thrilled that he didn't do it in his swim trunks, but also very concerned that he probably just pooped in one of our neighbors' yards. I asked him to show me what stone he pooped on. He pooped at the neighbor/friends front yard stone. I had to have one of those awkward/embarrassing "sorry my kid pooped in your yard" conversations. Luckily they have dogs so it was not as big of a deal :)

Lisa Falls

Lisa Falls according to our iPhones 

Righteous

Sunday is a limited technology day at our house. I pulled out my laptop to write in my journal and upon seeing this Blake demanded the ipad. I told him no and told him I was only on my laptop to write in our journal stories about our family. Lola who was interested in what I was writing said "stories about how we are a righteous people." Haha more like black mail stories when the kids are older

Miley Rose Photo Dump

It's official I have another thumb sucker. Good thing she's cute

Miley you are the sweetest baby.

Self Esteem and Poop

Yesterday I was getting Lola ready for preschool after I was finished
with her hair I asked her to look in the mirror and tell me what she
thought. “Ohhhh! I look like an angel!” I just smiled and thought
about the time she told me, "Mom, I'm just a girl, just a beautiful
girl." Lots of healthy self esteem coming out of this girl.

This morning I was feeding Miley in my room while the kids were eating
breakfast. When I was done I found Ryder standing in the middle of the
contents that were formerly in his cereal bowl. Or in his words he
splashing in a "mud puddle." Apparently I had wronged him in some
way because he also pooped his pants, juicy poop. Awesome. After
cleaning up the milk and cereal and Ryder's bum, I got the great honor
of rinsing out his underwear in the toilet. Totally Awesome. I decided
to flush to help get some of the poo off his undies and that is when I
accidentally flushed his undies down the toilet. Most Awesome.

I am happy to report it all worked out in the end. My toilet didn’t
clog. The poopy undies magically disappeared. And Ryder got to play
outside for a long, long time. :)

O Zion

Our little family went on a spur of the moment trip to Zion National
Park last weekend. Lola said her favorite part was “Everything except
the hiking.”

Ryder on the other hand loves to hike. He literally runs the whole
time. We kept telling him to keep in our eyesight so he would run
ahead and with a big smile sit down and wait while we catch up to him.
One of these times as he was waiting for us Blake took off running
towards Ryder. I thought Blakey was just feeling competitive and
wanted to catch up. As Blake got closer his real intentions became
obvious he was actually attempting a flying kick to Ryder while he was
down. Fortunately for Ryder he stood up in time and Blake got nothing
but air. Jon and I both laughed and Blake just smiled feeling zero
percent guilty of his attempt at violence (enforced by the
inappropriate parental laugh I'm sure).

Out of the Mouth of Babes

I had put the kids to bed and they were not sleeping. Lola came out
arms crossed with an angry face and said, “Ryder is acting like
Satan!”

Ryder had to go to the bathroom and since we are still struggling with
#2 I was with him. Lola was in the doorway just talking up a storm and
being a distraction. I told Lola Ryder needed some privacy and I shut
the door. After I shut the door Ryder said, “Finally some peace and
quiet!”

Me: Lola your fingernails look cool
Lola: Don't say cool to me
Me: Whats wrong with cool?
Lola: I only like fancy words
It's official my 5 year old is too cool for cool.

Comeback

I used to blog and then I got busy and it sort of fell to the wayside. My journaling fell to the wayside too. So I am back hoping to Chronicle these sweet and mostly hilarious moments with my kids because I want to remember and frankly if it's not inked I don't remember.

By the way I had a baby she is almost 2 months old. Welcome to the blog Miley Rose Benson!