Pat on the back... then slap on the face

So yesterday I took Grace to the dr. to see if her nose was broken(long story) anyway, he gave her and Jade a balloon, told them to hold onto it tight and sent us to the car. On the way home Grace asked, "Why do you tell us to hold our balloon's tight." I told her so the balloons wouldn't fly away. "Why would they fly away". I attempted to give her the 3 year old version of why balloons fly away. Normally this would be good enough but big brother needed to know the more complex version. After a brief conversation about the atmosphere, space ships leaving the earth, and other random 5 year old boy thoughts, Grace said, "So our balloons go to Jesus." I read Audrey's post the other day and had been thinking that her children must be so well taught. How adorable and sweet to have Jesus in the top of their sweet thoughts and to mention Him like we see Him daily. I wondered if my children would even think of something cute like that. So here I am patting myself on the back. I tried to call my hubby, my mom, anyone who would think it was cute but didn't get a hold of anyone.
Now fast forward a few hours. I'm asking Grace to clean her room before bed.
"You help me mom."
"Grace, I am helping I'm putting the books away. Why don't you pick up the baby doll stuff."
"I would if I could find the d*** box".
"What did you say?"
"I said I would if I could find the d*** box!"
In less than 8 hours I had felt the success and failure of my parenting. Slap on the face!

Bouncing and Dancing

I'm a little late but Grace started Dance a week ago. She wanted her hair done like a dancer so we tried something new. She was super excited. She even asked me not to go in with her. She is also really lucky because her grandma helps with the 3 year old class so she gets to go dancing with Grandma Linda. She has dance again tomorow and is already asking "is it time yet". This last weekend we went to Bear Lake and asked my mom to get out her "real" ballet shoes. Grace really wanted to see them.














It is also tradition to put the grandkids in Grandma Jane's bouncer. It is the same bouncer that I was in as a child and mom and dad still have the hole in the beam for the bouncer so all the grandkids get to use it. I think all but Grace and Melody got to take it home to use too. They have all loved it and as you can see by the video, it is fun for us too.


We also got to spend some time at the lake. The water was chilly but the day was perfect and it was so nice to spend time on the lake(sorry about the boat trailer dad, but we appreciate you taking us out)

Confessions of a redneck...

So I haven't posted my new and exciting news...mostly because I am terrified of how some people will react. I've already had one friend shy away from me after finding out my deep redneck secret. And now that I've built it up so much, I'll tell you: I'm going buffalo hunting. Yes, me! Yes, with a gun! Yes, shooting a wild animal that most people only see in Yellowstone! No, this was not high on my "to do list".

I guess my husband put me in for a cow buffalo tag and a deer tag in "the best area of the state"! I was completely unaware of this but really wouldn't care much anyway. But then a couple weeks ago the Division of Wildlife Resources called to inform me that someone had turned their tag back in and that I was now given the "once in a lifetime" tag if I wanted it(Audrey, for some reason I have a picture in my head of you laughing hysterically). Ironically, my cute sis-in-law, Laura, went last year and we got to go with her and it was fun. My kids love camping and the opportunity to see amazing animals up close was cool(my friend who may not be my friend anymore was sickened by the thought of doing anything other than taking a picture of them, which I understand and think that people who don't like hunting-don't have to). I did hate the smell of the dead one though and I'm not looking forward to that. Anyway, I am not attempting to convince anyone to become a hunter. I haven't shot a gun until the other day for years and I have never shot an animal(squirrels with Tom and Chris doesn't count, right?). I am kinda excited to get to go with my husband and be a part of something he really enjoys though. I am also terrified to screw up, and to attempt to put the time and energy into hunting(Laura hiked like 20 miles a day last year) after being up twice a night with my baby and feeding him every 3 hours. So it is actually a pretty fun hunt and if anyone is interested in coming, you are all invited!! Oh and now you understand the new camo background I have!

Now to a funner post-we went camping and four-wheeling last weekend. It was so much fun to get away from phones and stuff. I also got some fun pictures of my kids and thought I'd share:





Isn't he cute!! I love his smile!





Cory is such a great dad!




I wish I knew why she was pouting. Probably because I was taking her picture.





Yes, Jaden is driving. I told you we were redneck!