| Really he is so much the Heart of our Life... |
| and you can see why. |
| Hey sweet boy so nice to meet you! |
| Big boy 1 years old |
| 2 years old! At the rodeo with Grama B |
| Love my Boys!!! |
| Love can really turn your world around... |
| Happy Birthday little man! We love you Mo Mo!! |
| Birthday celebration will be officially tomorrow with everyone together. But the Lego man flash light was a super hit! |
I was in the laundry room shoveling clothes in the washer and Mo came up to me and said "poyee" which means potty. At first I couldn't understand him, but then he said "fjdlaiog fkdsoi gio poo poo". My radar went up and I asked him if he went poo poo....he said "DUP!" So I walked with him expecting to find a poop somewhere in the house. But instead he walked into the boys bathroom and proceeded to get on the toilet. I helped him. He then went potty and poo! I was shocked. Not that he went pottty, he's been doing that since he was born, but that he TOLD ME and then went. That is a first and something to celebrate. He's 22 Months old! He's well on his way to joining his brothers and we are well on our way of not having to buy diapers anymore :)
"No more saying, No, But, What if, Um, and Well!"...EVER. It's been that sort of week. Nothing out of the ordinary just a time when things seem kinda out of control so you start to say things like,
"We're not gonna do that anymore..."
"I'm all done hearing you say..."
"If you say that one more time..."
So this morning was a bit chaotic and loud...but we're hopfully onto the better part of our day.

A few weeks ago our "neighbor" had the property surveyed where she learned that our fence is technically over her yard a few feet. She then proceeded to tare down the old barn on her property next to our house and build a new car port. While that process was happening, without talking with us, she took the fence out and hauled it away, no conversation, no "hey we wanted to build a car port could you move your fence". Nothing...it's just gone. And since it's a rental, and since my mom is moving into it in July we didn't want to cause any feathers to be resteled so we just duck taped our mouths and did our best to not throw eggs at her house...(the house next to the rental is the one that she lives in)
But we did get to see a cement truck and that was cool.

Summer is starting...it's....sl..ow...ly...starting...
And every day now that's it's sunny Eli asks me, "mommy, is today a marshmallow day?" I told him that just Sundays would be marshmallow days.
Heck yes...that's what I'm talking about!
"We're not gonna do that anymore..."
"I'm all done hearing you say..."
"If you say that one more time..."
So this morning was a bit chaotic and loud...but we're hopfully onto the better part of our day.
A few weeks ago our "neighbor" had the property surveyed where she learned that our fence is technically over her yard a few feet. She then proceeded to tare down the old barn on her property next to our house and build a new car port. While that process was happening, without talking with us, she took the fence out and hauled it away, no conversation, no "hey we wanted to build a car port could you move your fence". Nothing...it's just gone. And since it's a rental, and since my mom is moving into it in July we didn't want to cause any feathers to be resteled so we just duck taped our mouths and did our best to not throw eggs at her house...(the house next to the rental is the one that she lives in)
But we did get to see a cement truck and that was cool.
Summer is starting...it's....sl..ow...ly...starting...
And every day now that's it's sunny Eli asks me, "mommy, is today a marshmallow day?" I told him that just Sundays would be marshmallow days.
Heck yes...that's what I'm talking about!
And like that, he's 3...
I don't know when it happened...when he grew...when he became, a kid. Not a toddler, but a kid. But it's happened. He still say's "dup" for yes and we love that because it means it all hasn't gone away. He's our Pie Pie.We had Silas stay in his bedroom while I set up the room. He came out and Thomas had arrived. He was very sure these last few weeks that he wanted a Thomas party.
So that's what we did...
And I have to mention that he is very, very slow. And if your not careful in the parking lot he will wander to someone elses car or walk straight off an embankment...he's just kind gets lost in the whole walking bit and has no idea what so ever what is going on around him. And if you do try to rush him (meaning you take his hand and try to get him to walk faster) his legs will just turn into noodles and it will be even harder to get to the door. So just walk slow and you'll get there just fine...
Moses...with bag on head and with Silas knew shoes.
Thomas stayed on the whole time in the background and after lunch and cake the boys jumped.
Accidental photo...but we got bubbles and Silas loves bubbles!
Happy Birthday Silas, we love you!