Kayla's answers..........

I asked Kayla these questions and these were her answers:

1. What is something mom always says to you? Be nice.

2. What makes mom happy? When we don't mess up the house.

3. What makes mom sad? When I fight Isaiah.

4. How does your mom make you laugh? When Mommy tickles me.

5. What was your mom like as a child? That small.

6. How old is your mom? Thousand

7. How tall is your mom? That tall.

8. What is her favorite thing to watch on TV? Ariel

9. What does your mom do when you're not around? Make dinner

10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? Hugs

11. What is your mom really good at? Taking pictures of me.

12. What is your mom not very good at? Not carrying a car, only daddy is strong to carry it.

13. What does your mom do for her job? Cleans up the games we mess up and when we break things.

14. What is your mom's favorite food? Peanut Butter and Jelly

15. What makes you proud of your mom? For picking flowers

16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? Ariel

17. What do you and your mom do together? Play hide and go seek

18. How are you and your mom the same? Because we love each other.

19. How are you and your mom different? When Heavenly Father made us different.

20. How do you know your mom loves you? Kisses.

21. What does your mom like most about your dad? When she gets married to daddy and when daddy picks flowers for mommy.

22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go? The museum.

I tried asking Isaiah the same questions, but he didn't quite undersand........maybe in a few months. Try it out, it's fun to see what these little kids come up with.

Daddy's Curls

The other night when I got home from swimming with my Dad, and I found Joe putting curlers in Kayla's hair. No wonder Kayla loves Joe so much. She is constantly asking Joe when they are going to get married and wants to go on dates with him every night. I think this little girl has a crush. It is so fun to see, and well, I think Joe has a crush too. She is Daddy's little girl.

Children's Museum

On St. Patrick's Day, the Children's Museum in Salt Lake let everyone in for free. My sister-in-law, Julianne and I decided to take our kids for a fun-filled day. We we first got there they gave the kids some crazy looking glasses to look for leprechauns. Kayla could not get enough of them and was SO eager to find a leprechaun that she hardly even wanted to look at all the displays.


The kids had so much fun. We will definitely have to go back sometime.


Do they look official or what?

I can't get enough of it!

Porter has got to be one of the most smiley babies I have ever known. As of lately, he will smile at almost anything and he is constantly trying to get eye contact with those around him to give him one of his big toothless grins...........I really can't get enough of it.

I wonder where Kayla is?

The other day I was walking past the bathroom door and this is what I saw. A pair of shoes, and some scrunched up pants. I thought it was so cute that Kayla took off her shoes, dropped her pants and left them like right outside the bathroom before going in. What a funny girl!!

St. Patrick's Day

We had a wonderful St. Patrick's Day. I think I hyped it up a little too much because everywhere we went, Kayla would tell everyone that we were going to have a big huge St. Patrick's Day party. She wanted to know just what the leprechauns looked like so she decided to write them a note and taped it on her bedroom door to ask them to leave a picture of themselves. She asked me how to spell leprechaun (as if I really knew, good thing for spell check on the computer) and she drew a picture of our family, meaning that she wanted the leprechauns to leave their picture. Sure enough a picture of them "magically" appeared on her door (thanks to Joe).



We had a fun breakfast in the morning. Starting in Michigan, each St. Patrick's day, I fill this mug up for Joe with orange juice in it for breakfast. Joe loves big huge mugs, and sometimes he even breaks it out during the Christmas holidays to put hot chocolate in it. Porter even wanted to try a little bit.

Good Neighbors are better than calling 9-1-1

As every night goes, I wake up a few times to feed my little Porter. Last night was no exception. At about 5:45 this morning Porter woke up with a stuffy nose and could hardly breath. As I stumbled out of bed I checked the time on Joe's phone then I began bulb syringing Porter's nose. As many of you parents know, this isn't always a pleasant thing for babies, but very necessary to get them to be able to breath better. After I finished my little duty, I turned the news on (something I like to do early in the morning to see what the weather will be like) and began feeding Porter. After a few minutes, I heard a knock on my back screen door. Adrenalin pumped through my body, and I debated opening the door. The only person that knocks on that door is my neighbors, but I was so confused why they would be there. I peeked through the blinds, and sure enough it was Kristy and Brian, our next door neighbors. They had a look of panic and that they needed help. I quickly opened the door and said, "What's wrong? Do you guys need help?" They quickly replied, "No, the question is do YOU need help." I didn't understand. Why would they come over to my home, in the dark, and ask ME if I needed help. Kristy had her phone with her and put it up to my ear. On the other end was a crying baby. "Who is that?" I asked them. "It's your baby!" Kristy said. I was so completely confused and my foggy little brain just couldn't process it. Then Kristy said, "Joe's phone called us and this is what we heard, a crying frantic baby. We tried calling back a few times, but there was no answer, so we decided to come over to check and see what was happening." I told them that Joe was asleep upstairs and I didn't know why he would have called. But I apologized over and over again, and I was so embarassed that they were awoken out of a dead sleep to come and save me. They were expecting the worse, and ready to help all they could. Do you get better neighbors then that? I don't think so. I apologized again, and they left with smiles on there face, but I was still so confused as to why Joe's phone had called.

After they left, I found Joe's phone and checked the phone history, and sure enough, they had been called, and sure enough, they tried calling us back. Then it ALL hit me. I had looked a Joe's phone to check the time, and I must have accidently touched a wrong button or two (SO easy to do on the iPhone) and then as the phone was dialing their number, I began bulb syringing Porter's nose (hence the frantic cry). Who wouldn't want to help a helpless sounding baby like this? Meanwhile, when they tried to call us back, Joe's phone was on the vibration setting, and I couldn't hear it because of the crying. Can you believe all this transpired in a mere 5 minutes?? And my WONDERFUL neighbors were awoken out of a dead sleep, Kristy had sandles on in freshly fallen snow, and no doubt that the adrenalin was pumping, just to come and "save the day".

Such an embarrassing way to start out the morning, but so greatful to know that we really do have great neighbors, they would be to us faster and probably more willing to help than 9-1-1. Thanks Brian and Kristy, and so sorry to start your day out on the wrong foot.



So, does anyone want to be my neighbor? :)