Making Strides

Nursery hasn't been the easiest transition for Lucas. I think he just realizes Daddy and Mommy aren't with him any more and he freaks out. He is doing MUCH better these days and I'm crossing my fingers that he doesn't revert to his old ways. Each week gets a little easier being away from us and his surroundings are getting more and more familiar. So I don't forget, here are some pictures of him trying to escape during his nursery class. :)

{making sure the coast is clear}

Papa, Daddy and Groobs

 

This little man loves mowing the lawn. It scares me to DEATH. I just know he's going to lose a limb, but it's important to him to always be helping with whatever is going on.

 

Watching Papa and Daddy work:

 

He was such a great helper UNTIL he realized the shorts he was wearing had pockets! Hello? WAY more fun.

i really hate this sport.

It's true. Sorry all you die hard M's fans. It's dumb. There is no point. There is way too much standing and not enough action. The only time I enjoy watching is when Jimmy is playing. I have a reason to be there and someone to cheer for. (not to mention the tight pants) teehee.

I am going to tell you a little story which may have something to do with the reason this sport is DUMB.

I was asked to play on a softball team for church. I said no. I was asked again. I said no. I was told if I didn't go, then they wouldn't have enough players. So, being a good friend and team player, I went - HOPING to sit the bench. Hope was all I did, because when I got there, we were still short-handed. This meant that we would have to cover more positions than normal. I was asked to play 3rd AND shortstop. Couldn't they just stick me out in the field where I could catch lady bugs, or count the cars as they drove by? (it would be WAY more fun) Nope. Not too long after the game started, a ball got hit to the general area of "shortstop". Knowing that there was a player headed to third base, I caught the ball at short stop, turned and THREW the ball to the third baseman. If you remember right, the third baseman was also... ME. Don't be too surprised, the player made it home safe. Actually, she could have done cartwheels home as I dug the ball out of the bushes beyond third base.

Even though I dread the sport, I have a feeling that Lucas will make me enjoy the game like Jimmy does. 

Every time Lucas brings his mit to me, I have to make myself grab the ball and toss it to him. After which, he makes a funny (manly) sound effect and catches the ball. In a matter of minutes, I'm in the grass, pitching and hitting with him. He just lights up my life. No matter what awful sport. :) I know I'll be cheering him on. I hope to be at every game of his. I want to be embarrassing him from the stands, yelling the wrong baseball terms.

I can't wait.

What a great way to start the day!

summer=

sun, dirt and nakedness.

So, in other words, we're ready for you, Summer!

 This is how he looked when we went out.

Carter came over after a little while.

Lucas got a little warm and asked to have his coat removed. minutes later, his shoes and socks also disappeared.

His shirt got wet, so that had to come off. After which, he proudly showed us his ripped muscles.

Then, his pants started to sag. So, that could only lead to one thing.

You guessed it!

{notice elvira on the right - she's back!}
He poured out nearly all the water from Papa's fountain. Which means he got even more wet. 

I caught him RINGING out the water from his diaper. So, sure enough that came off too.

Then, we headed for the tub.

Indoor Park

Johnny and Henry came to visit!

Melinda and Keriann came to visit. I'm pretty sure the soul purpose of their visit was to let the boys play with Lucas. They had so much fun! Thanks for coming to see us!  :)

Here are some photos from the indoor park:

sad, sad day

He fell. Into the window sill. We cried. I ran to my neighbor's house to get a second opinion. In my robe. He's looking much better now. He keeps looking at it in the mirror saying "ow" and then proceeds to wipe if off with a towel.

Poor Groobs.

Mother's Day Thoughts.

I'm pretty sure today was the best day ever.

My Mother had so many "Happy Mother's Day phone calls"  that it made her late to church. We were all dressed and headed out the door and she came down the stairs in her ROBE. She was an HOUR behind schedule. She completely lost track of time talking to her kids on the phone. I hope that one day, I can have the same problem she does.

Jimmy detailed my car and I got a very domesticated housewife apron. :)

What really made my day wonderful was that Jimmy jumped at Lucas' every need. Starting when he woke up this morning and it continued all day. I haven't attended Relief Society in quite a while due to Lucas having a hard time staying alone in nursery. Today I was able to listen to the most beautiful lesson taught by my very own Mother. I felt so spiritually fed all day long. I probably cried like 17 times because I kept thinking about how grateful and lucky I am for everything I have. Most importantly a kind, loving, ETERNAL family.

I thought about how no one else can sport a plaid suit coat the way Lucas does.

I thought a lot about my Grandpa who has to be alone on a day that was once spent doting on his beautiful bride, and how my Mother had no Mother this year to wish a Happy Mother's Day.

I pondered about how hard it must have been for Sariah to trust her "visionary" husband in sending her children back to Jerusalem which was prophesied to be destroyed. I also thought about how hard it would be to have children not get a long the way Laman and Lemuel were with Nephi. It would just kill me to know that my children despised one another. I admire her for her faith in the Lord and strength to carry on.

I thought about my Mother in Law who CHOSE to take in 4 children and love them like her own. An unconditional love that can't be pretended. She sacrificed and continues to sacrifice for them. She will  always put them before herself and IS their REAL Mom. Sure, they share someone else's gene's but they are HERS. I thought about how she reared her little Jimmy up in the gospel and taught him some of life's most important lessons. I thought about her strong desire to fulfill the calling of a Mother and how I wouldn't have an eternal companion if she didn't fight the way she did for her kids.

I thought about the hardships, and pains a Mother goes through and the indescribable blessings that are rewarded.

I thought about each smile, wave and snicker my little Groobs sends my way and how I can't imagine not having him in my life.

To all you Mothers out there - and to any of you who HAVE a Mother, Happy Mother's Day!

*random baby picture of my little handsome*

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