Growing up

Taylor's school does the cutest stuff. From the school carnival, to the field day activities on the last day of school, to the breakfast with Santa. So many fun things and memories. For their end of the school year they did a cute "It's Tough to be a Bug" program. And our little Buggy Wuggy stole the show! At least she did in our eyes. :)

Taylor is really changing right before our eyes. Ever since she was about 4 years old she has wanted to get her ears pierced. I told her she had to wait til she was 8. Well, a couple days before her 8th birthday, out of no where she changed her mind. I didn't push it. And then a couple days ago she decided all on her own that she wanted to get them pierced again and this time she wasn't backing down. She looks so much older now. I can't believe she's going to be in 3rd grade. She really is growing up.

we did it!

When me and Cort first signed up for the Ogden Marathon back in October, I told Cort I wanted to run it in 4 hours. His reply, "that's really fast." turns out he was right. Going into it I wanted to do it in 4 hours and 30 minutes. I was on track for that until mile 18 when I watched the 4 hour and 30 minute pacer pass me by. Oh well. Overall, my main goal was to finish and that I did do! The course was amazing. Really there are no words to describe how much. They bused us up Ogden canyon around 5:00 that morning, which we then ran down, around Pineview Reservoir, across the damn and then down the mountain to Ogden parkway and downtown Ogden. I definitely hit a wall around mile 18 and asked Cort around mile 20 "why would anyone do this again??" A lady running in front of us, heard me and turned around laughing and said "it's like childbirth. You forget." Turns out she was right too. Because to my surprise I definitely want to do one again, although the day of I didn't. :) So grateful to Cort for running it with me. There is no one else that I would of rather had by my side.
me and Cort before the race

crossing the finish line

Some other highlights from our Big weekend getaway in Utah, that I forgot to get pictures of: The BIG sleepover 2011. Our kids had a big sleepover the night before the race with some of their favorite friends in the world. Play dates with lots of other favorite friends and cousins that we miss dearly, dinner with family Thursday for my sister's birthday and dinner on Saturday with some girlfriends and lots of laughter and good times in between.
We love you Utah and can't wait to do it all again. It was a quick trip, but a very memorable one for us all.

my big helper

Chase got Easton dressed all by himself this morning without me asking or knowing. He wanted him and Easton to wear the same shirt. He was so proud when him and Easton came bee-bopping into the family room where I was with the same shirt AND same pants on. I told him how nice that was of him and thank you so much for helping and he said "I wanted to help you mom because there are so many kids for you to take care of." Hilarious.

Talan's pre-preschool graduation

This past year Talan has been attending a play-skool preschool in our neighborhood. He has loved it and always looked so forward to going. They put on a little program today and did a little graduation ceremony. It was fun and Talan could not stop grinning through the entire program. I have seen some major changes in Talan over this past year. I can't believe he is almost 4. I am so excited for him to attend Miss Peggy's preschool next year, the one Chase has been going too. I just know he will love it.

Mrs. Kristen spotlighting Talan at the graduation.

What Mrs. Kristen said about Tally

The graduate and his proud parents

Happy Easter

Tonight we took the kids with some friends to the Easter Pagenant that is put on at the Mesa Temple. The pagenant tells the story of the Savior from his birth to his death and then resurrection. It was very well done. I was sitting directly behind Talan and one of his cute little friends who had their arms wrapped around one another. It was during the part right after the soliders had taken the Savior away from the Garden of Gethesame when I heard Talan tell his friend, "What are they doing to my Jesus?" Immediately followed by Talan's friend leaning into him and saying "this should not be happening!"

Our Family on Easter Sunday

Elder Holland's talk from a couple years back is one of my favorites ever given. So powerful. I love it so much. Happy Easter!

never a dull moment

Last Thursday I took my 3 boys to storytime. We were just finishing up on the craft when Talan took a tumble off of a little bench they have set up for the kids to sit on, and landed just right, breaking his arm in 2 places. When I asked what happened he said the bench came up, making me think he must of been standing on one side of it making the other come off sending him onto the ground. He was crying really hard, so with Easton in tow I walked over to him and helped him up gave him a love and looked down it was obvious immediately that it was broken. His arm was curved and it almost looked like his hand was no longer connected to his arm, as it was just hanging there. I scooped Talan up and carried him out like a baby instructing Chase to push Easton in the stroller out. Fortunately, as we were leaving my neighbor who we came with us, hadn't left yet and took my other two boys with her and I headed to the nearest doctor I could think of. Talan screamed the whole way. As soon as we got there I asked them if they could give him something for the pain, they had to OK it with the doctor, but they did give him some Motrin. I got Talan to calm down before the doctor came in, all the while he just kept saying my arm hurts, my arm hurts. When the doctor came in to see him he sat so still and was so calm and cooperative. For a 3 year old in a lot of pain he sure was being brave. But then again that's our Talan. Those of you who know him well will know what I mean by that. He got his actual cast on today, which is such a relief because for the past couple days all he has had on it is a split, which I just knew was not enough protection for our sweet little go a mile a minute, gotta love his energy level, Talan.

Talan's arm before they put the spilt on it. Not the greatest picture. It really looked worse in person. But you can see the curve.

With his spilt on heading home.

Taylor didn't know about Talan's arm til that evening when she got home from tumbling. She had gone to a friends house right after school and then straight from there to her tumbling class, so we didn't see her til we picked her up. As soon as she saw Talan, her mothering instincts kicked right in. She wouldn't leave his side, got him a drink, made sure he had his blanket. The next day she had a friend over and they both decided to surprise Talan by decorating his room with pictures that they had made for him. Cute. Cute.

LOVE this pic.

Talan with his fiberglass, nothing is getting through this thing, cast. (Thank goodness!) He kept saying he was going to get a blue cast, but then when he saw the black he thought that resembled Darth Vader and decided to go with that color instead.

I heart him

Even though this is the face of a little boy who is about to make a really BIG mess and then just walk away, I can't help myself. He is so delicious. If he's not careful I might eat him for lunch one of these days.