Saturday, May 16, 2009
If you are good.....we can go to the park!
I always said I would never bribe my kids like some parents do....that is before I had kids. I learned a valuable thing once I became a parent. Don't judge PARENTS. It's hard work. Lincoln started this terrible 2 thing. Where he constantly test me, and I do mean constantly. Like hitting, punching, spitting, talking back, etc, etc. I know, can you believe it my little Lincoln acting like that. We tried time out in the corner, putting things on timeout, yelling, talking, and the one thing that usually works is bribing. Like if you are good we can go to the park. I came up with a new way to call it. To basically camouflage the fact that my son owns me. It's called the reward program. So, below is the results of the reward of my son listening to me. YIPPEE!
my BOYS
Lincoln and I love to swing. He things the underdog, which I did in this picture, is the funniest thing ever. I would love to have a swing set in my backyard. Even if it takes up the whole back yard. My husband has a different idea...a golf hole.

He conquered this little ladder thing and at the top did a Rocky victory dance.
Lincoln constantly begs to hold James. When he does I try to let my paranoia get the best of me.
I love this cute little outfit on him. He is getting so chunky, I love it.
Gotta love my tough guys.
Lincoln begs to go to the baseball park to play in his paseball game. Ever since Dale hit a homerun at his softball game, Lincoln has been talking about hitting it over the fence like his daddy. He calls him up when he is at work and says "Good job daddy for hitting it over the fence, thumbs up." It is all he talks about. He even told my dad and mom.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Rock-A-Bye Baby...
I think a sleeping baby is one of the most treasured things in a mothers life. But why is it when they are sleeping you miss them? Is it because they are so adorable when they are sleeping. I have to say I miss them but not enough to not enjoy the times of my sleeping babies. Am I alone in this theory?

The Farm
We went to the farm with Jenny and Taylor. It was so much fun to watch the kids play together. I am glad they live close to us and we get to have our Taylor fix whenever we call. It's also, nice to have them close because they are so sweet to our family and take care of us whenever we need them. I don't know what we would do without them. Thank you Jenny, Brett and Taylor for everything. Hope we can do more fun things together this summer. 
Happy Birthday Dale!!!
For Dale's 29th birthday we went to Bombay House for dinner with the Atwoods. It was nice to get out for a couple of hours and celebrate Dales special day. I am so happy to be able to share my life with Dale and am excited for the many birthdays to come. For the big 3 0 we are going to celebrate it in Scotland and Ireland and golf everyday where it all began. I love you honey. Happy Birthday!
After dinner, we went home to sing Happy Birthday and eat Dales favorite Lemon cake.
My mom made Dale a Coconut Lemon Cake for his birthday. Since we didn't want their smoke alarm to go off because of all those candles, we only put what candles we had left. It was a yummy cake. Thank you Mom.
Lincoln was excited to help blow out the candles. That is one of his favorite things about birthdays.
Happy Birthday Dad and Happy Easter
Happy Birthday Dad! Thank you for being such a great father to me and an even more amazing Papa to my babies. They adore you. I can't wait to celebrate many more birthdays to come. We love you so much and always will!!!
We went to my parents house for Easter since it was also my Dads birthday. My boys are really spoiled over at Grandma and Papas house.
Here are a few of my favorite things....
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