Mason's First Haircut

Before...After! What a handsome boy! The Hair...oh my!

My sweet baby has been looking a bit on the shaggy side these days. His hair has gotten long enough that he get's bed head and generally looks shabby. So today we gave him his first haircut.

My buddy and me!

Once upon a time there was a Mommy who loved all her children dearly. She had big kids and little kids and everything in between and they all made her smile. But she had one boy in particular who could make her smile even bigger then most.

Now this little boy was full of life and smiles. He loved to explore and discover (sometimes to the dismay of his mommy) and generally was a good kid. His favorite thing to do was to run into a room and throw his arms around necks and give big BIG hugs!

Sometimes his mommy found herself getting frustrated with this spunky little boy. You see the two of them were very much alike and occasionally that made them cranky with eachother. But on those days the little boy knew just how to make it better. He would run in while mom was making dinner, stand beside her saying "mom" over and over and over until Mommy, in frustration, would say "What!". Then that spunky, cuddly, happy boy would say "I just love you!" and run away. If that doesn't melt a mommy's heart I don't know what would!

And so this mommy just wants the world to know how much she loves her spunky monkey boy! He's my sweet Jax and he and I are going to live happily ever after!

Where did the time go?

Today I registered my little boy for Kindergarten and I can't help but wonder how this little boy

turned into my big helper boy who's old enough to start school!

Trace is so excited for the fall, and although I'm amazed at how the time has flown, so am I. He's going to be an amazing student and I'm ready for him to be able to start this next adventure in his life. So while I still miss the pudgy cheeked little monkey who taught me to be a mommy, I know that my Trace is growing up to be an amazing young man!

It's a love thing!

Momma's Bug (I know this is an older pic but I didn't have any on my camera that were recent)
My sweetheart bought me roses.

The king of the Hams! We can't get him to normal smile to save our lives.

My sweet sister! She's our little ray of Pink sunshine.

Hehe and my funny boy. Loves wearing his crown hat and a back pack as big as him!

I am totally, completely, and positively enamored with my family! I have an incredible man who, despite all my flaws, loves me completely. And I love him too. We're a perfect match, like PB&J or Laurel and Hardy (probably more the later!). We have an amazing marriage and 4 beautiful children. We have a book that we read quite often called Little Quack and the opening line is "Little Quack loved his momma quack, and momma loved him completely back". That sums us up. I love those little monkeys with all that is in me and they love me back. It's so a love thing around here. So on this most appropriate of days I'd like to tell them all how much I love them and hope you all enjoyed the pictures of this "love thing!"

He crawls

Up on those knees!

Say Cheese!

Despite the obnoxious teather that he had for almost a full week (which I am happy to report is no gone!) my little Mason learned to crawl. All of my other children spent about a month doing the "army man" if you will, but Mason went straight to the crawl. He's so cute and so mobile. I love it!

I'm also including some random happenings from our house. Mason got a new hat that fits his head and doesn't have any of those obnoxious straps under his chin! Hurray!

And the final one is of a stack of cups that Trace was so proud of. We bought a small package of plastic cups to hold snacks on our last car trip and they have been the most sought after toy in our house the last few weeks. They've been everything from stackers to goggles. Hurray for imagination!

Mason's Adventure

His oxygen monitor through the sock made his toe glow!

Mason and I just after he got his IV

On Saturday Mason started acting sick. He was lathargic and not eating and I was pretty worried about him. However we have a nasty ER Co pay, so we held out until Monday to take him to the doctor.

We got there and his oxygen levels were really low and he could barely lift his head! So sad...so the local doctor sent us in to our pediatrician. She checked him over and decided that he needed to be admited to the hospital.


Once there he had an IV put in his head (apparently head veins in pudgy babies are best) above his left hear, he had a chest x-ray, blood work drawn, two RSV tests and a flu test. All came back negative. Hurray. They gave him IV fluids for about 6 hours and he perked right up. He was even playing with the nurses. About 7 o'clock he rolled over and pulled out his IV, but thankfully we were able to leave it out since he was doing so well. He also got his first hair cut then because the tape was stuck to it!


By morning he was doing really well except his oxygen levels. But because he was eating so well the doctor sent us home with oxygen. We go back tomorrow to see if he's well enough to come off of it or if he'll have to stay on for a while. It can take up to a month for a kid his size to get fully better! Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers! We love you!

Isn't it funny...

...the things that remind me of Mom. Recently there has been a facebook post going around about cancer awareness. They want women to write their bra color for cancer awareness (dumb since the posts don't mention cancer and anyone not in the loop has no clue that it's for cancer so how is it raising awareness??) and I'm tired of seeing the colors because every time I do I think of her. I've gotten so good at only thinking of her when I'm in a spot that I can cry and I'm thinking now I have to stay off Facebook until this all blows over. I miss her! I've heard them all, she's in a better place, she was needed there, she's finishing her mission on the other side, but unfortunately it doesn't help. Where could have been better then here with her family? Who needed her more then me! I miss her! I want a hug, to hear her laugh. I want to talk to her, tell her about my day, ask her my questions, and hear that I'm going to make it or she's proud of me. I know, I should know that she's proud, but would it be so awful to hear her voice one more time calling me Anna-roo and saying she loves me. Where's my direct line to heaven? I miss her! And now that I've ranted let me say that I know Heavenly Father has a bigger plan for all of us and my mortal mind can't comprehend it all. I know He is a loving Heavenly Father who will take care of his children and that he knows what I'm going through. I know it will all be ok and I'm so grateful that I get to be with her forever, but in case I haven't mentioned it sometimes...I miss her!