Awesome

That's baby's newest word. And it sounds like ahhhsuhmmm. And I love the times he uses it. Like, he'll tell me he's hungee, and I'll ask him if he wants a snack and he says, "Yeah, awesome." Or he'll see a commercial for IronMan and he'll say, "ManMan. Awesome." Or the girls will get off the bus and he says, "Guhls home! Awesome!"

I love it. It is so adorable. And, well..awesome.

From Where I Sit...

It's 7:00.



The kids are fed and bathed. The evening chores are done. The kids are watching iCarly. So I sneak out to the back deck to catch up on some of my favorite blogs.



But I got distracted.



The weather is perfect. It's warm but not hot. And the air smells like honeysuckle. I think that must be what Heaven smells like.



I love these huge old trees. I love sitting in their shade and watching my kids play under them.



I also love taking a few minutes for myself. To refuel. To listen to the quiet.

A BIrthday Party

Baby had a birthday. He turned two. And he needed a party. He is the only one of my children that has a spring birthday. So we could actually do it outside. So I chose a park with a sandy playground. And made invites.



And I had to make him a birthday shirt.

He loves it. I swiped this idea from Crystal over at Little Bit Funky. She makes super cute shirts for her little boys. I don't think she's ever made a dumptruck though.

Then I made treat buckets for all of his guests. I love using the cricut. Super easy and it makes everything cute.

Then I filled the buckets with bubbles, water guns, bouncy balls and candy.

Then I made a cake. In a dumptruck.



I gathered up all the sand buckets, shovels, dump trucks and tractors I could find. And we went to have a party at the park.

The kids played at the playground and in the sand. It was a nice morning, not too hot. When it was time for snacks and cake Baby wanted to keep playing. And he didn't want to blow out his candles. So I helped him.

Then we relit the candle a few times so everyone else could blow out the candle.

He opened his presents and got lots of great stuff. Cars, pool toys, bubbles and sidewalk chalk.



We got him a lawnmower and he Really likes it.

I'm pretty sure he walked about five miles behind that lawnmower that day.

It was a fun little party for a fun little boy. Hmmm...I guess it's time to give him a new blog name.

Conversation with Cowboy

Cowboy doesn't like going to church. He tells me this everyone Sunday morning. And sometimes on Saturday night. These conversations all took place this morning while we were getting ready for church. Cowboy: Hey Rockstar, do you want to know my top secwet way to twick mom and not have to go to chuhch.
Rockstar: Uhm...
Cowboy: You just have to stay in youwh bed and pwetend youwh sleeping. Den mom will go in huwh caw, den you can get up and you don't have to go to chuwch!

Then, even though he has already gotten up and had breakfast, he got back in bed and pretended to be sleeping. Until Matt told him his "top secwet twick"wasn't working and he had to get dressed. And then:

Cowboy: Mom, I can't find my chuwch socks. Can I weawh my Batman ones instead.
Me: Um, I guess so.
Cowboy: Alwight then I'm gonna weawh my sneakuhs too.

Man, you give that kid an inch, he takes a mile. Sheesh! Oh, and just for the record, he didn't wear his sneakers.

Cowboy: Mom, can I pick out some Hot Wheels and take them to chuwch. I will play with them vewhee quietly.
Me: You can put one in each pocket.

Okay, so I was thinking front pockets. He apparently was thinking ALL pockets. When he came to get his hair fixed, he had one in each front pocket, one in each back pocket and one in his shirt pocket. I'm going to have to keep my eye on this kid.