Packing

I really love packing.

I'm kinda a nazy about organizing the boxes and labeling.

Mark is not allowed to help me pack anything except for his own things.

Even then, he's really not very good at it.

He throws things in his bags, then puts a few other things in boxes, way too much empty space in my opinion.

But when we've started moving in, he always comes to me asking where somethings are.

How am I supposed to know, I didn't pack it.

But I can usually find it, cause I'm pretty awesome.

Anyway, this time around packing is hard.

Dean is hard.

Whatever goes in, he pulls out.

So frustrating.

So we are restricted to nap times or when Mark is home to occupy him.

Scott on the other hand is awesome.

He loves to help.

I love to get him to write my labels.

Well the easy ones.

I tend to get a bit detailed.

Not for the packers help but for mine when we get into the house.

I also love unpacking.

It's like a brand new puzzle with the same pieces.

Well sometimes I get some new pieces after I move in.

I'm so looking forward to our old house and making it feel new again.

It's weird, we're moving into the house while Dean is the same age as Scott when we moved out.

It's like picking up where we left off.

This adventure is going to be good for us.

Now for more boxes, I must go.

This is Not Good Bye

 Look at these sweet ladies.

While living here we've grown to be such great friends.

Mark, Chad and Jeff have also become good friends too.

I love having friends that we can all go out with and I hope that the move doesn't change that.

Soper, you are my crazy nut head sister.

You understand me on a plane that few people do.

Love you crazy lady.

Amber, you are one of the sweetest kindest people I know.

Thanks for all the long talks and the encouraging words.

Baby Burn

We have loved having a fireplace.

It makes me so relaxed seeing the flames and feeling the warmth.

It is the only way to heat our house too.

Sadly Dean is also attracted to the flames as well.

We have always turned the fire place off when he is awake.

But today we didn't get to it soon enough.

He touched the glass.

Here he is soon after it happened.

Here he is a few hours later.

See the blisters on his finger tips too.

It's so sad.

It was so hard to get him to go to bed.

Oh my poor baby bubba.

Moving On

Mark and I have been feeling like we need a change.

We are really getting to big for our misshapen basement.

We've been making it work but something just isn't sitting right.

Fate stepped in when we got notice from the people renting our house that they would be moving out at the end of the month.

So after a LOT of pondering we have decided to move back to our house in Salt Lake.

I have so many mixed emotions about this.

I have finally grown to love our ward.

Or rather love my calling in the ward.

I love my girls.

They are the biggest reason I don't want to go.

My calling and the leaders I work with have been one of the greatest blessings in my life right now.

They give me so much strength and support.

But in the end we have to do what is right for our family.

I'm worried about Scott and the people we will be living around and going to school with.

He is so influential.

I will now be on the hunt for a school for him to go to.

It's kinda strange moving back.

No it's really strange that we will be moving back.

I loved my house and I really like the ward we were in.

And I had such a hard time leaving.

But since I got used to the village I've trained myself to think negatively about it.

I'm so used to thinking of everything that is wrong with it and now I have to start thinking of the good stuff.

I'm excited to have the well divided space.

technically it's similar square footage as this basement but it's laid out so much better there.

The boys will have their own rooms and so will Mark and I.

I'm excited to have more then one bathroom and a bath tub again.

I'm excited to have a place for my sewing stuff to go and a place for the storage that isn't in the front room.

I've been telling Mark that I want to bring the green couches with us since we will have a nice place for a living room.

He thinks we should put the tread mill in there and I'm not ok with that idea.

So I told him if we can't have the green couches (which he hates) then we have to buy new couches for in there.

I think I've just about got him convinced.

See the more I think about it the more it grows on me.

It will be a good change.

There's a lot to do but it's fine cause I enjoy packing and even more then that I love unpacking.

I'm weird I know.

Halloween 2014

This year for Halloween I let Scott decide what he wanted to be.

So I looked up boy halloween costumes on pinterest and we both looked through the pictures.

Scotted enjoyed seeing all the different costumes but only one caught his eye.

He wanted to be a scuba diver.

A big breath of relief on my part came out.

I was worried he would want to be an animal or dinosaur and I kinda feel like he's too big for that.

But a scuba diver, that would be super easy to make and totally fits Scott's personality right now, not to mention my love for all things ocean.

So we went and bought a black sweats outfit, some green duck tape and a couple bottles of root beer.

My mom had goggles and a snorkel.

I also got some cheep tube and connector pieces at Lowes.

I don't really count the sweats into the prices since he'll be able to wear them long after Halloween so the price for this costume was very inexpensive and the time spent was maybe an hour.

As for Dean I knew right after Scott told me what he wanted to be what I wanted him to be.

Why a shark of course.

Last year for Christmas I got a Shark beany for Scott.

It was a bit big for Dean but it would be fine.

I went and got him a grey sweat suit (again something that can be worn all winter long not just that day) and he was done.

This whole not making things complicated thing is starting to grow on me.

And here is the finished product. 

Insanely cute right?!

I couldn't be more please with how cute they looked together.

We went over to a friends house for dinner and trick or treating.

Mark and Dean stayed behind with the guys and babies while Scott and I went out.

We wish we would have all gone out together as a family, Mark missed seeing Scott running from house to house and I missed Dean.

Next year I think we'll try to make it more family time instead of all about friends.

Every year Scott gets more and more excited over holidays and it makes me want to keep that magic alive and going.

I'm so excited to see that happen with Dean too.

Children make everything better.

9 Months Old

Weight: 20lbs  56%

Height: 28"  32%

Head: 18.25"  85%

Fun Fall Weekend

So we are trying to do more fun things with the kids to enjoy the season with them. 

Last year we went to Corn Belly's at Thanksgiving Point with friends and had so much fun that we decided to do it again.

I love doing kid stuff with my kids, maybe even more then I loved doing kid stuff while a kid.

Dean is still so tiny that he pretty much just stays in the stroller the whole time but Scott is so fun to experience things with.

Below is just a sweet pic of my boys.

I hated when my mom would dress me like my sisters but now I get it.

They are just so adorable together.

Gosh I love this forever family of mine.