Our Growing Brood

Our Growing Brood

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Halloween 2015

A hobo/lumberjack, a vampire, Anikan Skywalker and a mermaid. 
We spent our Halloween day going to baseball games. When we got home, we hurried to change into costumes. Then went trick or treating at my parents. Then we spent the rest of the night parading around the neighborhood, collecting more candy than we can possibly consume. What a fun holiday!!!

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Hunter's Prayers to the Rescue..Again!

For some reason it has become an annual tradition for us to have problems gaining entry into our condo in Oceanside. Last year, we left our condo and locked it. When we retuned, no matter how hard we tried, our key would not work. We eventually had to call a maintenance man who also had problems unlocking the door. After a while, Hunter asked permission to go off and say a prayer that we could get into our condo. Almost immediately, we were able to get into our condo. We were reminded of this story last night when we were locked out of our condo and couldn't find our key. We had just returned from the grocery store and got to our door before realizing we didn't have our key. We had just used our key to gain entry to the garage so we were baffled as to how we could lose it from the garage to our door. Trevor took the boys back down to the car to find it while Ashlyn & I camped outside our door with our groceries. I got a little worried when he called me about 10 minutes later to tell me he still couldn't find it. How was this even possible? I lined up all of our groceries by the door so I could go assist in the car search efforts. About a minute later, he called to tell me that he had found the key. It was inside the hat that was currently sitting on his head. Apparently, Hunter announced that he had said a prayer that we would find it. About a minute later, Trevor took off his hat to rub his hair back and the key fell right out. We were so baffled as to how he could have put his hat on and not felt the key falling into his head. He even repeated the act just to see if he would notice the key and it was very noticeable. So apparently we just needed another lesson in prayer from our 8 year old. We are hoping his prayers can help us find our other key which has been missing since we went to the beach yesterday. 

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Blood Moon


First of all..I did not take this picture. My attempts were far, far below this quality. Jacob told me about the blood moon tonight. He proceeded to tell me that he thought the second coming was going to be the day after tomorrow because the scriptures talk about a blood moon. He said that if the sun was dark tomorrow we would know it was coming. I let him know that there are some other things that have been prophesied to happen first so it would not be the day after tomorrow. I was really impressed with his knowledge. He retains information so easily. When we read scriptures and talk about what we just read, he can summarize it to a T without any difficulty. He seemed really excited for the second coming. It would definitely be an exciting thing, but do I feel ready for that sacred meeting? Do any of us feel ready to meet the Savior? The thought seems a little intimidating to me. I think I need to take a faith lesson from my 10 year old son. 

Doll Hoarder

Ashlyn can't have enough dolls in her arms when she plays at nursery. She has only been legal to attend for 2 weeks but we slipped in a few times before the big 1-8 months cause we (I) was bored of wandering the halls with her. Ever since that first visit she has been fixated on the enormous doll basket that sits atop the cabinet. It is piled high with at least 15 dolls and she does her best to get her arms around each and every one..all at the same time. She is obsessed. 

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Little Man

Eggs, juice & paper. Even though he can't read he is a mini-man in training. 

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Drama Queen

Whenever someone says hi to Ashlyn and she's not feeling social (almost always), she will face-plant herself right on the floor and start bawling. Luckily this was at church on the semi-soft carpet. A few days ago, it was on the garage floor where she had a run-in with Uncle Bryce. I'm surprised she hasn't had more bruising on her forehead from it. She doesn't discriminate where she will plop herself down in protest like she does who she will socialize with. I think she inherited the shy gene from me. 

Friday, August 14, 2015

Melt My Heart

It just does not get any more adorable than this.


Well...maybe it does