Say what

My kids have got some awesome sayings these days. 

Oliver when responding to the fact that we were going to the store. A task which he does not like. "Why don't you just plant a garden so we don't have to go shopping?"

Ansel in response to my declaration that I wanted to make sourdough bread, "does it have lemon or lime juice in it?

And Ian's first word, "dadada."
Our little summer group at Wheeler Farm. The boys thought it'd be funny to pose next to fake cows. Good stuff!


As we speak

Ansel just said to me, "Mom you are going to be 36 in March. You are so old!" We're keepin' it real over here. 
This guy is so into age right now. He wants to be 8 so he can have a sleepover with his cousins down south for a week. 

You see that's what Oliver's been up to this week and we miss him. I'm pretty sure he does not miss us. He's having such a good time.
Love that water slide face!



Broomstick with Ian!
Double piggy back ride with Oliver and Ansel. 
This guy is such a top notch guy. Cool as a cucumber when I tend not to be. He's always willing to listen to my latest concerns. He reads to these boys at night and they laugh and laugh at the funny jokes and awesome voices he makes. We all look forward to seeing him after a long day. He is one good father and I'm grateful I get to parent with him. Good to the core. 



When Ansel recently came home from a get together with cousins he couldn't stop talking about the "Hexbug triple set!"  He then decided he wanted one of his own for his birthday, no...for Christmas, wait...for summer! Imagine his disappointment when I informed him that just wanting something doesn't mean he'll get it.  I then said something sarcastic like, "if we all had what we wanted I'd have a Audi 4 RS and a pool in the backyard," which is funny because I don't really want either of those things, but heck, I was trying to make a point. Well, Ansel didn't care about the point I was making and decided to buy the Hexbug triple set with his own money. I was a little surprised he was willing to fork over 80% of his current earnings (who are we fooling, it's all birthday and Christmas money from his grandparents), for the toy. I even delayed ordering it because I thought his excitement might die down over time. It did not. The kid counted down the days until the set would arrive. As a side note, during the waiting period, Ansel began to think a little more about money as evidenced by a question he asked me one night. "Mom," he said, "is Dad the richest in our family?"

The Hexbug triple set came just today and it was welcomed with great excitement. I love capturing what it feels like to get the first thing you've bought with your own money. For Ollie it was a globe and he gave the thing a hug. Ansel's excitement was very similar for his set. 

The toy was worth the cash and the boys have been playing with it all morning. And now the neighbors are loving it too. And this is all I really want. 



In the middle of the school year we had a squinter. He wanted to wait until third grade to get glasses, but I felt like a negligent parent after a few months and made an appointment. At the appointment it was clear is he was near sighted, just like his mom and dad (sorry about that Ollie). By the time we were done with the check, Oliver said to me, "Can I get my glasses now?" Clearly, the boy was grateful he could see leaf outlines on trees and read words from far away. 

Cheers to solving a problem with relative ease! And now he's got to wear them to school. The next hurdle. With two days left of the school year, I'm guessing he'll leave that for third grade. And that's totally fine with me. I get it. I was worried about "introducing" my glasses to my peers too.



This past weekend our little family all took part in a first for everyone: our first trip to Montana! We had a wonderful time with my sister and her family. Montana is beautiful and the sweeping hills and tall mountains remind me of Utah before it got a little more populated. We hit up a couple of cool things but all agreed we need to go back again!

Palisade falls, a great hike that we loved. 
Feeding dandelions to the goats. 
Watching bears at the Grizzly (Ansel called them ridely bears) encounter. 
Swimming in the hot springs pools. 
And taking a break from driving home at a restaurant housed in an old Junior High. 



Today Ansel said to me while playing at the park, "Mom, let's act like I'm 80 and you're 70 and I'm in charge."

I love what comes out of Ansel's mind. He's thinking about a lot of stuff. Some of which include trying to make sense of new words and phrases:
Diccar is guitar
Diarrhea is bacteria
Mind is mine
I'll take the short cut and you take the long cut
Paralyzed for fertilized
Compuner for computer
Liverty for liberty

He's also very into learning how things work:
I overheard him explaining to his buddy how muscles help our bodies move. 
When I had a cold, he told me that the white blood cells were working hard to get rid of the illness.
He loves to ask how old he'll be when I'm 40 or how old Ollie will be when he's 9, etc. He asks this kind of thing daily. 

And finally, when he gets tired, he'll go downstairs, swing on the swing, lull himself to sleep, then get off and take a nap. This he does regularly.   

I love this kid. 



The other Sunday I was taking a walk and was looking up when I saw this:

An owl in my neighborhood, in the wild. So cool! I hurried to show the rest of my little family. We watched the the owl blink slowly and turn his head nearly 360 degrees. There are so many birds in our neck of the woods. 


8+ months

This guy is so smiley. He lifts people up and lightens the mood with a smile. His little curls are so fun. And his eyes are a tad bit hazel. 

I love him. We love him so much!


Coin collector

I love having kids partly because their interests enable me to learn new things. Take for instance, coins. Oliver is very much into coins and how rare certain versions are, etc. So many kind friends, neighbors, and family have helped Ollie build his foreign coin collection. And now he's getting into the rare coin business. We have a man who lives in our neighborhood who owns a coin shop and the other day we paid it a visit. 

As we walked in, Oliver knew exactly what he wanted.  I chatted a bit with the lady at the counter, then Ollie took his turn, "Do you have any Benjamin Franklin half dollars?" Um, what? I thought to myself. I had no idea this coin even existed and here was my seven year old talking with the coin dealer like it was no big deal. The dealer went to the back and grabbed some coins for Ollie to look at. He choose a fine grade coin and handed over $7 in exchange. Ansel joined the fray and bought two silver dimes (one was a mercury dime, another coin I did not know existed) for $3. We talked some more, looked around then headed for the car. 

Jess and I looked at the boys' coins and oohed and aahed over them. They were really neat and a part of history. As we backed out of the parking lot Oliver exclaimed, "I am so happy now, I'm crying!" His eyes were watery. I think he thought rare coins were so out of his reach and unattainable, that he couldn't believe he had actually bought something that, only moments before, he had only read about. It was a magical. And since then, his coin collection just keeps growing. Ask him about it sometime. It really is something special.