Utah!

So we went to Utah for a few days and this is the only picture I have to show for it!? What!? Matt has some on his camera so I'll work on getting those uploaded. We had a great time! We headed to St. George and met up with Natalie and Brian (sister and BIL) to see Brian Regan the comedian. Funny! My cheeks hurt from laughing so hard. Carson and Blake were great travelers which was quite a relief!

The funny story behind this picture....we went to breakfast on Saturday morning in St. George. Carson was acting his usual 3 1/2 year old self. Matt was ready to do anything to keep him quiet/happy which included going along with Carson's request to each sugar packets. Yes, Matt was giving Carson sugar packets! Matt even showed him how to make them last longer by licking and dipping his finger in it rather than throwing back the whole packet at once. I think this is going to win Matt some "#1 Dad Award" or something!

Blakey-Bean

Fresh from the tub and looking cute - as always.

This boy loves his tongue and to make funny noises. He sounds like a racecar.

Our young Jedi or Sith?

A few months ago Matt introduced Carson to Star Wars. A young Jedi was born! Actually, not a Jedi, but a Sith. Is that what the bad guys are called? He has me wrap his blanket around his head and calls himself Darth Maul or Darth Vader.

Photo Updates

I always wish there were a reason as to why it takes me so long to update our blog. I don't. So, here are some random pictures from my camera.

BYU Roomates - Diane, Allison & Me. We lived together Fall 2000. It was so fun to get together and catch up. It always amazes me that so much time can pass, but you put old friends/roommates together and it's like you just saw each other yesterday. I have lots of fond and funny memories with these two girls.
My Carson is growing up. Here he is chatting away with Grandma Gail while on the bluetooth.

Is it really 104 degrees already? Unfortunately, yes! I bought this pool for $29.99 and it has proved to quite possibly be the best $29.99 ever spent. Carson loves it and loves to have friends over to cool off. Come on over. Sit awhile. Have a popsicle or two for that matter.

Matt cracks me up. He was out working in the yard and the next thing I knew he was cutting up and old shirt to make a sweatband. That's hot. Ha. He made one for Carson too. Carson thought they looked like pirates hence the "aargh" pose.

Salvador

This is our neighbor, Salvador. He and Carson are great buddies. Salvador has lived behind us since we brought Carson home and hasn't missed an event or holiday to give Carson a gift. Matt took this picture about two weeks ago. I got it printed and framed so we could give it to Salvador as a gift. He loved it. I can always count on Salvador to come over and say hi to Carson whenever we pull in or out of our driveway. "Hell-o. Car-son. Son of a car." We get a kick out of it.

His little voice

This picture was posted on our blog late 2007 or early 2008. I love looking back at photos although it makes me realize how quickly life goes by and my little boy isn't so little anymore. I've had a message on our machine for at least a year or more and I never deleted it because Carson's little voice was my absolute favorite. He called with the help of Grandma Gail. He repeated whatever she told him to say and it went like this...

Hi Mom.

Me. Carson.

A papa's.

Love you. Bye.

Translation: Hi Mom. This is Carson. I'm at Grandma and Papa's. Love you. Bye.

I walked into our room last night and our message machine had a "0" displayed. No message. No saved messages. Carson's little voice was gone. I cried. Matt felt terrible. I know, a silly thing to be cying over. I'm teary eyed thinking about it. It was just a little piece of him from when he was "little" and he's not so little anymore. Years from now we will sit around with our kids, their spouses and their own kids reminiscing and Carson's darling little voice is something I will always remember.

Copy. Paste. I think not.

People tell us all the time that our boys are carbon copies of each other. I think you can definitely tell they are brothers but have their own look. You decide. Here is a picture of Carson at 6 months (is the octopus outfit) and Blake at 5 months (in the patchwork outfit).

Happy 29th Birthday M. Jack!

Today Matt turns the big 29! He is working late, so we'll take dinner, dessert and gifts to his office.

Opening one of his gifts on Saturday night. Matt and I cannot wait until any actual holiday or event to give each other presents. I caved on Saturday and let him open this leather messanger bag. It's for church so it was only fitting that he open it a day early and give it some use right!?
I love you Matt!

Just Hangin' Out

When I ask Carson, "What's Blake doing?" his usual response is "he's just hangin' out." I guess that's what five month olds do. He has been enjoying his exersaucer the past few days.

He must really be concentrating. Look at that tongue.

Good Morning

It has become the morning routine to have the boys snuggle in bed with us around 7 a.m. which is fun. I generally feed Blake his morning bottle while he lays between me and Matt. Carson wanders in and wants to lay with us too of course. Looking at these pictures makes me realize how content I am being the only girl in our little family. I love my boys and am so thankful for each of them!

Blake turned 5 months this week! Where has the time gone?

Playing?

Is that playing I see between my two boys!? Seriously!? This morning marked a very special day. Carson was actually laughing, talking and playing with Blake. Granted Blake still doesn't do much, but Carson was laughing while Blake tried to hold his hand. This is the most interaction I've ever seen between the two of them. These are the first pictures of them together where Carson has not been bribed to sit closer to his brother.

Happy Birthday!

My friend Jen and I tried to put together a fun BBQ for our husband's birthdays. It ended up that only the birthday boys could attend. :) Lindsay, Tatum and Carson were enjoying their ice cream cones and looked so darling all together. Don't you love Carson's Batman shirt. He knows he's not allowed to wear it out of our house. He puts it on the second we get back from anywhere!

Binky or No Binky?

That is the question! I was semi traumatized by Blake's love of his binky when he first came into the world. I know it's really not a big deal, but for some reason I had such mixed emotions about it. Carson never took a binky and managed fine. He could calm himself down without me having to locate a binky for his mouth. Then Blake comes along. He loved his binky but couldn't manage to keep it in his mouth! I would go in several times at night to put the "plug" back in only to be back in his room a few minutes later to do the same thing. Naps were no different. I was going nuts. About a month of two ago he stop taking his binky at naps and I found that he loved sucking on his pointer finger. Blake is by no means a fussy baby, but when he does cry you simply have to put his hand to his mouth and he finds his favorite finger to suck on. I know, I know....people say at least I can get rid of a binky and not a finger, but this is less traumatizing to me for now.

Blake's 1st Easter!

Blake is obviously not quite old enough to hunt for eggs, but he sure looked cute in his new Easter outfit! He got a bunny from each Grandma.

Blake's right foot is skinnier apparently because that shoe ALWAYS falls off! At least I can put shoes on his feet! That is something I couldn't do with Carson. He had "Flinstone feet" as I called them - chubby little blocks that no shoe would fit.

Carson's Easter

We had lots of Easter festivities on Saturday - Woolf, Snedigar & Evans! Whew. It made for one busy day, but we did have lots of fun with family. It was hard to get a picture of Carson because he was always on the move. He is taking a very brief break to show me the loot from his first Easter egg hunt of the day. He had a total of four. The poor kid is not lacking in the candy department.

Thanks buddy. He even thought he'd show me the candy he was eating during the hunt.

Grandma and Woolf cousins making sure everyone got some eggs.

Lots of cousins + lots of candy = wild!

We love being near family and wouldn't have it any other way. Carson always looks forward to seeing cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents!

Loving Bath Time!

This little guy loves the tub. He kicks, splashes and squeals with delight. Carson is usually nearby to help which means throwing water on Blake's face and handing him toys.

Tummy Time

Blake doing his tummy "exercises" as we like to call them. Carson and I have the job of keeping him happy and laughing. He has been rolling over (from his back to stomach) the past two days. He has done it before but more out of accident I think. I can make Blake laugh by saying, "Ah boo!" and making funny noises with my mouth. It gets him everytime and I love hearing his laugh and squeal.

This is his, "Mom have I done my exercises long enough?" face.
We love our Blake! A.K.A. Blakey-Bean, Beany-Boy, Beanster, Little Bean, Beany-Buns. If it's got the word bean in it I tend to use it. Carson even calls him Blakey-Bean on occassion which makes me laugh. I've always called Blake "Bean" and Carson "Noodle". Random, I know!

Not a Phone Talker

Carson is NOT a phone talker. He must get that from his dad. Ha. Our family who lives far away knows it is always tricky getting Carson to talk on the phone. Grandma and Papa were in Utah this past weekend. They called and Carson was so excited to talk to them. He was going through withdrawls apparently. They talked about all sorts of stuff...being sick, snow, snow monsters, snowballs, etc. You can tell is was snowing in Utah at the time.

He's getting so big! Where has the time gone?

Stomach Bug

Carson had some sort of stomach bug on Saturday. The poor kid was tossing his cookies all day. No fun for any of us! He told me he had a "stomach cake" and I didn't think he was serious. Now he knows he gets Sprite when his tummy is not feeling good, so he is trying to work that to his benefit every day. Keep trying buddy. On Saturday afternoon he was looking sick, sad and worried. He said, "Mom, I think I need to go to the hostible (hospital)."