Nimbus Fish Hatchery

April 27, 2011

Over spring break we went on a field trip with Dallas' girl scout group.  The adventure was to the Nimbus Fish Hatchery.  The kids learned all sorts of different facts and got to feed the fish (which was the favorite part).

 Mesmerized by what the ranger is saying

 Part of the troop

 Gav decided he wanted to go check things out on his own

 Here fishy fishy....where's my pole at?

 Checking out the fish!

Definitely Dallas' favorite part was feeding the fish and seeing how close she could get her fingers to the water without the fish touching them.

EASTER

April 24, 2011

We spent the morning at Church and then headed up the hill to Mountain Ranch for a wonderful day of FUN!

Dallas and TeTe fighting over eggs 

 Examining the loot

I GOT ONE!!! 

He is a CRAZY driver...almost ran me over! 

It was really funny to see Dallas cram herself into the barbie car that no longer fits her....and to top it off Gavin wanted to pull her around cause her battery was dead. 

Terry decided he wanted a turn to go down the hill....Erica was all too willing to help him and give him a little push along with Dallas' help.... 

I WISH this picture had sound ;)

CAN WE FIX IT?

April 2011

YES he can!

A girl and her dreams....

April 2011

Dallas LOVES playing her guitar and singing and listening to music, she is definitely my child ;)

PUNK IT UP

April 9, 2011

We asked Gavin where he would like to have his birthday party at and he chose Pump It Up AKA "punk it up".

 This little man has NO FEAR

One of Gavin's FAV playmates Lily

Terry and I were working as a team here trying to rock the kids off ;)

The Birthday Boy!

 He is just cracking up over all the attention and I LOVE how his little belly is showing

Everyone is singing TO ME  

NOM NOM NOM 

just a little.....behind ;)

Ok so I'm a total slacker but at least I am willing to jump back into it and keep trying rather than sink in the bottomless fish bowl.  The next SEVERAL posts will be catch up from the last 2 months and then I am going to attempt to stay on top of my posting :D

I Don't Need Any Help

Three years ago today, VERY early in the morning, I woke your Daddy up.  I did it very nicely but he will say that I threw my big belly on him and almost squished him while he was sleeping, either way it was time!  After a very LONG day, a lot of pain, tears and some foul language from daddy, you arrived.  You were worth every minute of it, all 8lbs 13.2 ounces of you. 

Our Gift

And Blessing

The first year flew by and you were keeping us on our toes. You loved climbing once you learned how and were so into everything.  You definitely gave mom and dad a refresher course in caring for a baby, breastfeeding and how to survive on the littlest amount of sleep known to man....but we did it. 

of course there is your daddy's bad behavioral influence

You definitely enjoyed your cake :)

The second year was filled with bumps, bruises and attitude! You may look just like your daddy, but you definitely act just like your mama! I would definitely say you are a typical boy but you are also very loving and extremely caring. You will make a wonderful father some day, you have had lots of practice with sissy's baby dolls.  I could just sit back and watch you for hours play with your trains and make up your own stories as you act out a scene from Toy Story.  You are definitely still a little dare devil (probably always will be) and you scare the crap out of me on a regular basis with your awesome scooter riding.  

here you see the scooter AND the attitude combo

Two of your favorite things... jumping and pizza

The third year was full of laughter.  We all enjoyed listening to your expanding vocabulary and trying to decipher what you were trying to say.  I can't believe that you are already 3 years old.  You became very independent this year.  I have mixed feelings about this... knowing that you are my last "baby". On one hand I love the fact that you can play by yourself and don't need me to entertain you all of the time.  On the other hand it makes me feel very sad and blessed to have such a loving warm hearted and intelligent "little man".  I am extremely grateful and humble to have such a wonderful son who calls me mama.  I truly hope you are never too old nor to big too give your mama a hug or a kiss.

Another one of your favorite things to do... SNACK

LOOK AT ME.... I'M 3!!!