Trick-or-treat

We had a great time (as I'm sure all kids did) trick-or-treating. First we went to Jordan Landing, holey PACKED, then came home to fill up our belly, then in our neighborhood. I was really disappointed tho , I would have to say about only half of the houses were handing out candy.... a bunch of fuddy duddy's if you ask me. Loads of fun, loads of candy!

Dillon, the Construction worker

Dillon (the pit crew man) & Carson (a little devil) with there cousins, Kambree, Kenzie, and Kayla, at Jordan Landing

Dillon loving Carson

100 / Honored

This is my 100th post and I wanted to post something really amassing and fantastic... so I have been doing some thinking, and the most amassing and fantastic thing I could think of is my boys! I am completely honored, honored to be Dillon and Carson's mom. I am so proud of my boys, and I could have never imagined the love I have for them and that it grows more every day. How I ever got so lucky I will never know, but I hope that they know more than anything else how much I love and cherish them. Dillon, what a unique little boy. I have never come across a four year old quite like him. Some of his favorite foods consist of steak, sloppy jo's and the soup from the olive garden. He is not a huge fan of pizza, fries, and I could not get him to drink pop if his life depended on it. His love for Construction equipment makes me laugh. One of his first words was tractor, and when we would back up, he would always say “beep beep beep”. He has seen at least a thousand “tractors” and to this day still gets excited about each and every one of them. He knows more about construction equipment than most adults, and I keep asking myself if this phase will ever end? I can not even describe what an amassing big brother he is. I am so proud of him and that he has embraced the big brother roll so well. He is always willing to help, he loves Carson and loves to give him kisses. He loves to make him smile, and he just generally loves being around him. One night we were talking about having just a mom, dad and Dillon night out. Dillon in turn said “but what about Carson, he's my brother and I love him and will miss him”! Dillon is willing to share some of his most prized possessions with Carson just to make him happy. I could go on and on, but I will stop. I cherish our every day conversations and the imagination he has. Dillon's adventures keep me going, going, going but he is worth every second and am so happy that he is mine!Carson, I just say his name and smile! His big chubby face can light up ANY room and he is so good at it! From the second he was born he has so many facial expressions. He is the best crusty giver I have ever seen, but his huge smile makes up for it! He is starting to enjoy so many new things, and I can not wait for all our adventures to began. He has the most gentle cry I have ever heard, and can complain if he is not getting what he needs or wants without the annoying squeal, it's just tender. I love rocking with him, and just starring at his precious face. I love how he watches every move you make. I love our little conversations we have. I love that he knows me. He is so big, but he is only four months old, I wish he would just stop growing for half a second so I can enjoy him being “little” because at this rate... he will pass Dillon in no time! Carson, thank you so much for your smile, it truly melts my heart! Thank you for being patience with your crazy mom and brother, thank you for being more than I could ever imagine and most of all, thank you for just being you, you make our house a happy one!


Again, to the love's of my life, thank you so much for all the smiles you bring to my life. I know that I am lucky to be your mom and I only hope that you will always know how much you mean to me, you are my world and I couldn't live with out you! I LOVE YOU!

The carving of the pumpkins

So this past weekend we did the pumpkin carving thing. Dillon is still too young to poke and cut it out himself, and we had added an extra child to the mix so it was quite some work. We made Dillon clean out his own pumpkin and his Papa helped (or should I say did the whole thing) cut it out. My life is always all about my kids so of course I did a pumpkin epically for Dillon. We just made a cute face for Carson because we just look at him and smile... so that was the objective there. Chris and Dillon picked out their patterns from a book and all and all we had a good time.

Dillon cleaning out his pumpkin

More cleaningAll of us standing in front of our pumpkinsSo here they are on our porch, mine is the far left... the dump truck (just for you Dillon!), then Chris's "oh no" face, then the cute little happy Carson face, then on top is Dillon's "monster house"

Four months

It is official, he is off the charts. Not that I didn't already know this, but I have a big, very big baby! He has the weight of an eight month old, and the length of a seven month old. His head is right where it needs to be...

Weight: 19lbs. 4oz. ... off the charts
Length: 27 3/4 inches … off the charts
Head: 42.8 cm … 70%

We started him on the rice cereal, and some peaches... naturally he needs to learn, but has been doing better with every feeding. Carson, thanks for bringing so much joy to my life! You make my heart melt just thinking about you and you big smile!

Our little bit of fun in the last remaining sun

On Saturday we went to this Halloween boutique thing... pretty lame but my kids are too cute not to share!

Fire station

Last week was our field trip to the fire station... we will be repeating all of our field trips from last year, but that's ok... we still had fun!

St. George

I'm not sure how many of you out there know (or care) that my sister lives in Denver, we rarely get to see her so any chance we get we love to go. She decided to take a trip to my mom's house (in St. George) which is a lot closer than Denver so we hoped right on it and went. Chris had to stay behind to work, and we missed him lots, but we sure had a fun time! Went to Jumping Jacks, the park, lots and lots of playing at Grandmas, and our little family tradition Stahley Farms.