The Cutest Blog on the Block

Sunday, March 23, 2008


We celebrated my birthday and the boys were excited to invited to my party.

Last weekend Christian went on a trip with his Small Grandparents to Colorado to visit cousins.

Wednesday night I went into labor and about 3 1/2 hours later I had a beautiful baby boy. Everything went really well and the labor wasn't as intense as Warrick's was.

The older three boys went to St. George that afternoon and we expect them back this Monday. It has been a nice break for me and it has been nice to bond with little Stafford.

Glenn and I will celebrate Easter today with Stafford. We have an Easter ham and, of course, treats.

Saturday, March 15, 2008


My kids now wear sunglasses all the time. We let them pick out their own at Wal-Mart.

Warrick said, "I want those." I couldn't tell which he was pointing at.

I guessed a few times, but then he said, "The gil (that's how he says girl) ones."

I reached for the hot pink ones with the fake studded diamonds around the rim. Yep, those were the ones he was wanting. He loves them. When he puts them on he says, “Now I can turn into any gil I want.” He also chose the pink bubbles and when we went to Krispy Kreme he wanted to have the “gil donut”. (The one with pink frosting.)

You may be asking if we’re concerned. No, but we’ve started to teach him how to play football and belch. He should be fine.

The Mouse

Our cat Kenny found a little mouse to play with this morning. It was about 1-2 inches long - just a baby. She would chase it and then lay down and the mouse would run to her chest for safety. Quite weird, but interesting to watch. Porter and Warrick thought it quite interesting too. They got really close to the game. Warrick bent over as though he was going to touch the dirty (probably disease ridden) mouse when suddenly he stood up and had a weird look on his face.

"Did you touch the mouse?" I was a bit grossed out about that.

"It's in my pants!" he said with urgency.

His gait was strained as he walked toward me. I couldn't help but to laugh. I was worried about searching his pants for the little thing, but who else would do it? The neighbor? As I searche he hollered, "It's biting me!" This hit me really funny and I couldn't stop laughing because there was no mouse, but he was sure freaked out. I think it may have climbed up a bit, but jumped out. He had no bites on him. Porter verified that it had climbed on his brother.

The funny part that I found out about later in the day is that that morning my mom was trying to calm him down while talking to him on the phone. (When he is sad he likes to call Grandma.) Nothing was working so she gave him something to think about and told him about a wild mouse. (Great idea Grandma ;)

"A wild mouse?" he questioned.

"Yes, with big teeth." she said. He had finally stopped crying.

"Here talk to my mom." He gave me the phone and was finally calm, but I think he didn't want to talk about it.

Who knew a "wild mouse" would attack him later that morning. Poor little guy. He must have been terrified. He talks about it proudly now and tells all who will listen that a mouse went in his pants and bit him. Men love war stories.

You're still here

I'm quite thankful that tomorrow is Stake Conference so it is possible that I won't run into many people that I know. I'm getting to the stage where people start to say, "Oh, you're still here." I know they mean well, but it is a painful reminder that I'm still pregnant. I have to admit I seem to want to have my cake and eat it too. I don't want to be pregnant and yet everytime I think I'm having a contraction (I've been have little ones since Thursday night.) I tense up. I'm sure once they really start with all their force and glory I will be find and can get in "the mode", but at times it is a bit intimidating.

Anyway, off I go to try to sleep...

Thursday, March 13, 2008


Well here is my update.

I feel like I'm about to explode. Literally. My tummy feels soooo tight. I think I have a 10 pounder in there - I'm only half kidding.

Putting on sock, especially nylons has become a major athletic event. Swim and track workouts are nothing compared to the ten minutes it takes me to do this task.

I am happy to say that I do have ankles. I didn't for a week or two. They puffed up like an elephant's feet. I would look down at them an have to remind myself that they really were my appendages. For some reason they are back to normal, well, almost normal.

But, as they say, onward and outward. Or maybe it's something slightly different ;)

Sunday, March 9, 2008


A hundred years from now
it will not matter what my bank account was,
the sort of house I lived in, the kind of car I drove..
But the world may be different because I was important in the life
of a child.
-Forest Witcraft

Friday, March 7, 2008

Three ladies and two pregnancies

We think Chelsea, our cat, is expecting little kittens. (We have three females in this household and only one is without child.) Yesterday, Porter said, "I'm so excited for the baby." I was delighted because every mother wants her children to love and accept their siblings. We start to talk about it when Porter looks at me, a little confused, and says, "No not that baby, the cat's babies."

It was lost, but now it is found

We found the backpack the day after we lost it and so Christian only missed one day of school due to The Missing Backpack Mystery. Christian was a little sad that we found it. I thought in first grade you were supposed to like going to school...

Wednesday, March 5, 2008


Grandpa, Warrick and Christian playing a game.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

No School

I seemed to have misplaced Christian's backpack. If he doesn't bring it then he gets a card pulled and that eventually leads to no recess. I feel that is a mean thing to do to a little boy for his mom's mistake, so I let him stay home and play with us for the day. Not sure what I'll do tomorrow, but I'll worry about that tomorrow. :)

Aunt Donna's B-day

Last weekend my dad's sister turned 80 and my parents came up for a night so we could all attend her birthday bash. It was nice to have my parents here even if it was just for one night.

I had a fun, new sensation of nerve pains down my inner thigh for a few days last week. That was not fun and I'm thankful that it has stopped for the time. The joys of being in your last month of pregnancy continue. Despite the pain and discomfort, I am thankful to have my little family of boys.

Dad and the birthday girl

Dad and his brothers and sister (Paul, Donna, Ed, and Dick)
Donna was in Miss USA (maybe that's why I'm so beautiful).