YES, We Really Do Have Eight!

I love babies. When my babies hit their first birthday, I long once again for that tiny helpless little person that smells like baby powder and doesn't squirm away when you're staring at his beautiful little face. Now don't get me wrong. I love the other stages too. I laugh out loud when I hear the jibber jabber of his first words (Jackson). I giggle when I see one dance hysterically when she hears a Justin Bieber song (Bekkah). I beam with pride when she puts gospel principals into action as she prepares for her upcomming baptism (Emily). I am amazed over and over as he accepts and conquers challenges far beyond his years (Ammon). I burst with pride as I watch his determination and drive in all that he sets his mind to (Zane). I melt when I see the empathy, and concern she has for others (Mckenzie). I have to catch my breath when I see him snuggle with his baby brother (Zachary). I am amazed as I read his letters from his mission (Tres). I guess I just love it all. And this is why I have, despite my horrible pregnancies, we have eight beautiful, talented, amazing, wonderful children!

Thursday, June 18, 2009


Jackson is a GREAT baby. He loves sitting in his brothers' laps while they play video games. He's happy hanging out in his swing. Heck, he's even content laying in his bed with his baby gym to stare at. He never crys unless he's hungry or needs a diaper change. Well today he was rotten! And I mean ROTTEN! He was fine this morning, but by mid day...WOW! I tried nursing, I tried a bottle of juice, I held him, rocked him, even put him in the carseat and took him for a little ride (that worked until I stopped the car). I actully was getting a little worried, maybe he was sick. Daddy came home around 6:30 and picked him up and snuggled for a minute and he was fine. I couldn't figure it out. What's dad got that I don't? It really started bugging me. I could see if he was older, my little kids like daddy way better than me. (I'm the mean one) But he's four months old--I should be the favorite...I provide the nourishment! Then it dawned on me...Dr. Pepper. I bought a drink this morning when I got gas and the lemonade wasn't working at the fountain, so I got Dr. Pepper. I don't drink it much these days. I was once a die hard, (two 44oz per day) Pepper Head. The headaches got really bad though, so since I was off of it during my pregnancy (couldn't keep it down!) I decided "no more addiction, I'm done." After today it seals the deal. I'm never drinking it again!! (okay, never is a strong word... maybe just not while I'm nursing)

Monday, June 15, 2009


Last night Tres was ordained to the office of an Elder and given the Melkesidek Priesthood. As I sat across the room and watched my little boy become a man, my heart was filled with gratitude for the blessings of the gospel in my family. I looked over at my sleeping infant. That was Tres only yesterday. How fast it all goes. I am thankful that my children know the purpose of life, that they know where they came from and how to return to Him. My first born, my little baby, the one that taught me how to be a mother in Zion, has grown up, and as sad as it makes me to know he will be leaving soon, I am thrilled to watch him grow both physically and spiritually.(hopefully not much taller though-how do buy a suit for a 6'1'' kid with a 26" waist!) I know he has a testimony. He has a deep love of our Savior. He knows his scriptures, and loves the gospel. What more could this old mom want?!

Monday, June 8, 2009


Today was Zane's first day at ASU. He earned a scholarship to attend a robotics class there. He'll be learning programs like Alice and Mindstorm. His dad drops him off at the bus stop by his work in the morning, and he takes the bus home in the afternoon. I have to admit, sending my 11 year old on a city bus all alone was pretty scary. Visions of crazy people, missed buses, and a lost little boy getting off in south Phoenix filled my mind all morning. But he walked in this afternoon all smiles, official ASU t-shirt in hand! I'm so proud of him. He works so hard at all he does. Way to go Zane!

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Midgit Wars

Josh was over for a little while last week. He and Ammon put shoes on thier knees and became "midgits" then got to wrestling. This is now the new game among the 7 year old group, they call it Midgit Wars!


Have you heard it yet? The dreaded words of summer, "I'm Bored!" When a whiny little (or big ) voice utters those words in our home, they are immediately given a chore to do. I figure if they can't find something to do with the thousands of dollars worth of toys in our basement, then they must need to work. So we don't hear it a lot around here. Yesterday my little ones were so bored they got a chunk of ice out of the freezer and took it outside to watch it melt! I think I'd rather fold socks!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Mckenzie took grandpa's picture during his haircut. I think he looks great with a mohawk!

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