Do-bye Santonio.

June 2013


Harley loves his "blue betty yoduht"  he can throw down about 3 of these a day, and he often does.

 He has such a kind disposition (except when he's punching, but we're working on that).  He loves his cars and will play so well with them, with or without siblings around.

DWEEN!

Every Some Sunday mornings I'm a wreck.  For some reason they are extremely stressful for me (I'm working on it).  They're even more stressful when my husband is at the ER every Sunday instead of with me.  But I decided I'm not going to whine about it.  Ok, maybe just a little just then I did, but that's all, I promise.  I went to Sunday School this past Sabbath and we talked about how when the early saints went on missions they left their wives at home to do EVERYTHING.  And they had practically zero communication according to today's standards.  So I decided to buck up and stop complaining about my frequent single motherhoodedness.  Anywaaayzz. Back to Sunday mornings.  We were all set and ready to be out the door on time (and by on time I mean, only 5 minutes late)...when I discovered this beauty......

Sweet Harley did his hair himself.  Pomade.   I just had to stop and laugh and cry a little bit.  And repent for all of my freak out Sunday mornings of yelling and hurrying the kids a long. It's not worth it.  I'll probably be late, but I won't be angry any more.  So that's a start.


One beautiful, slow morning the sunshine was pouring in to my room and I had to capture a few photos of the sweet gal.

Mama Daisy of course was behind the scenes helping.

She's a week shy of 7 months old and refuses solids and has no idea how to swallow.  Help.

 

 Steve had a wonderful (ly long) graduation ceremony.  He's done with his internship!! WOOT!  It was kind of a rough year, but you know, rough keeps it interesting, so bring it on Flight Surgery in Korea, I'm ready...(everyonceinawhile I feel like I might barf...but courage brethren!)



Friday movie night was a little bare without the couch, the kids weren't phased a bit.

Texas Livin'

May 2013

We had the sweetest best neighbors in TX.  One neighbor gave us this awesome helmet that Harley dearly loved, and the other gave us this "yeyow tawh" (yellow car) that Harley also dearly loved because it's just like his Dad's yellow car.  Just. Like.  It was a hand me down of a hand me down, but those are the most beloved toys I think.

We lived in a circle so the kids could go run around outside front or back anytime, it was lovely.

He didn't care if it was on right, he just loved to wear it.

Behold, Franky's awesome goalie skills.

Goalie of the Season!  In my book any way.

What you are about to see might disturb some sensitive readers..............................................................................................................................
I got out the ironing board for the first time in our 10 year marriage.  And I ironed.  I ironed several things. The kids were really confused as to what an ironing board was, having never seen one, so it was a bit hilarious, and sad really.  But now, I can say I'm a real live stay at home mom....who irons.

Sweet Daisy LOVED the chickens, she cried when we had to say goodbye to them.  She made sure they were fed and watered and loved.  They were like her little puppies.

I love ward camp outs - so do my kids.

Polly and I hitched a ride home with our awesome RS pres and the kiddos stayed the night with Steve.

Texas Hill Country. Oh how we'll miss you.

Decade

April 2013

This lucky gal and her beau hit 10 years this month.  Steve got me a bouquet of flowers just like the bouquet from our wedding.  Can you say awesome?

The Fry gang came down to see Steve's parents and to hang with us.  We hit the Alamo, the Caves and Sea World.

Harley loved the Moby...as you can see.

Farmer Steve

March 2013

March brought a trip up north to Sweet Berry Farms. It was such a fun place to visit and the workers were so kind.  We got to pick a tons of strawberries, and Harley took full advantage of the all you can eat buffet of fruit.

It was a bit windy, so Polly stayed bundled.

 They have this sweet giant bubble for the kids to jump on.
 


Someone we all know and love hit a big birthday.  Steve was the best and surprised me with a trip to the beach for a jog.  The beach, the sun and I are best friends.  It was nice to all be back together again.

Steve is awesome and built us a chicken coop for our cute little chickens; Daisy, Mischief and Catty.  We knew we were only going to have them for a short time, so we got older hens that were already laying and got about 3 eggs a day.  It was Christmas every morning to run outside and see how many eggs we'd gotten that day.

Farmer Steve and the kids also planted a neighborhood garden.   Daisy was sure to take unripe carrots and pea pods to everyone :)  She's such a hostess.

Mama Daisy has stayed true to her nickname and has helped immensely with the caring of the new beebee.

This handsome boy turned 5.  Since it was Easter we had a neighborhood party/Easter egg hunt/pinata, it was joyous.

Soccer season also started for the Frankster.  He was a perfect goalie.  He loved every minute of soccer.  It was unseasonably cold, which was better than being unseasonably hot.

After years of begging, the kids got razors.

B²

February 2013


My fantastic family came to visit and we went up to the top of the Tower of Americas, it's quite the awesome view, and there are lots of these awesome water falls all around.  And if you're lucky, one will be broken and your kids can climb every mountain.

Steve gave Pollyanna a sweet blessing.

I may be a bit biased, but he's the best blessing giver.  He's such a thoughtful wonderful father...and handsome too!

The dress I wore that  my Grandma Daisie made for me.  Daisy and Pollyanna were both blessed in it.

Got these cutie booties from my awesome friend at my shower, they went perfectly with the dress.

My uber talented mom made the sweet quilt, it was super soft and perfect.

Grandpa got us this AWESOME blessing/birthday cake to celebrate a blessing and Harley turning 2.  It was delicious and the neighbors appreciated having a big chunk of it to nom on whilst they watched the superbowl.

Balloon pits are always a hit on birthdays.  Harley is the sweetest little Mama's boy.  He's my easiest kid...don't tell the others.

We drowned our sorrows in some ice cream the morning they left.

The kids insisted that Harley have a cake on his ACTUAL birthday, so I whipped up this puppy cake...not my best work, but he loved it.