I love this sweet little smile! She is talking so much more these days. Her favorite line is "Stop-it"! She says it when I wipe her nose, when I brush out her curls, and mostly~ To GRANT!

Sweet Children! I am so blessed to have healthy, happy children! Thank you God for so many blessings!

These are some old pictures from Easter. I may have already used them, but I wanted to update, so I put them on here. Sorry if you have already seen them.

Now this is payback. I don't buy guns, but this was a birthday gift for Grant. Reagan had obviously had enough this day.

I found this picture of Grant from when he turned 5. It is a picture of a picture~Not great quality. But look at the picture below. It is of Scott's mother. I think he looks JUST LIKE HER! Funny how you don't realize it from day to day, but then you see a picture and it hits you right in the face.

This is also a picture of a picture. Reagan looks like her too! Funny!

This is my little "go cart man". Isn't he a cutie! He loves going to his Honey's house.

My Daddy does it like this~ and my Momma does it like this!

So, when getting contacts~ Grant had to prove to the doctor that he could take care of them himself. So, he showed Dr. Feagin how Scott put his contacts in, and THEN, he showed him how I put my contacts in. You can always count on Grant for a good laugh.

Scott's technique

Momma's technique-

How funny is that! I use this "technique" a lot around the house. I have shown Scott my "technique" several times. HA! HA! HA!

Too Cool For School !

Grant got contacts! Yes people~6 years old~in kindergarten, and wearing contact lens! He broke his glasses Monday, and we couldn't get an appointment with his doctor, so we saw Dr. Feagin. He sat in the chair and said~ "I want contacts." The doctor just laughed. He said it again. The doctor looked at me and I said " I told him to talk to you about it Dr. Feagin". Dr. Feagin took me outside the door and said " as soon as we go towards his eye, he will shut down". Well, he didn't know my son. Grant sat there and let them put both of them in. Then, he showed them how he could take them out himself. He is such a mess. He loves being able to wear sunglasses. And, monkey see~monkey do! Reagan had to have some cool shades of her own.

I'm gonna' miss this cute little face with his glasses!!

He was so excited to be able to wear sunglasses at his ballgame.

She does every little thing her big brother does. I love these babies!!!!

Yep! He Said it~ My DEBIT!!!!!

Mrs. Kim is our favorite teacher at Evergreen!!! We love her soooo much!

This is Reagan and her friend Ella.

Passin' some time in the car on the way to the ballpark listening to Disney songs.

Grant is shaving and also he is learning how colors can mix to make different colors. We found some super fun elmo bath tablets that help us learn this in a fun way.

Standing in line at Wal-Mart, checking out, and about to pay~ Grant sees me take out my debit card and he says LOUDLY~ OHHHH~Momma, please let me push the buttons, you know, 1547~those #'s you always push! Everyone behind me just died laughing at him~AND ME! I could have just died. He is such a little rascal. I love him and all of the humor that he give our family. Not only our family I guess, every family behind us got a good laugh as well. Reagan is up to no good too! So bossy. Some new phrases are: SO DRAMATIC (as she holds her hand out), Stop it (as she shoves Grant), and "I don't think so". We are in for a long ride.

Easter Sunday Pictures and Fun!

Easter Sunday is always fun! Well, sort-of. We have a major day of organizing and time management skills to put into affect. Colby, Cameron, and Alisa meet us at church on this specific Sunday. We all spend it together. I think this is one of Alisa's tough days. Any day that involves family pics is usually tough. After church, a few pics, and eating with Scott's family, we head over to my mom's house. Now this is Real Deal! We have a SERIOUS egg hunt. The kids don't play. The little eggs are left everywhere. They are focused on that GOLDEN EGG! It is so competitive. We all 6 (mom's children) put money in it, so they "rack up the funds". Then, we play a competitive game of baseball. There is always lots of tears, slaps, yelling, and "NO FAIR" comments to go around. GOOD TIMES!