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Trent. Class of 2011 – {Salt Lake City High School Senior Photographer}

I met Trent last Thursday evening for his Senior portraits and within minutes of meeting him knew that he was an awesome young man.   He is polite, likes to have fun and loves his family.   This is what I witnessed in the short time I spent with him.     Before the shoot was over I had already asked his parents “what do you have to do to raise a kid like this?”    And I was honestly hoping they had a simple secret to share, the secret of successful parenting.    Anyway, he’s honestly a sweetheart… and a good looking sweetheart at that.  Girls, I think you might have to get in line for this one. :)

Trent, I am sure the future holds amazing things for you!   Congratulations on your upcoming Graduation and best of luck in all of your future endeavors!  It was a pleasure spending a couple of hours with you despite ruining a pair of shoes and bruising my ego.:)  (Too enthralled with getting the perfect shot I stepped backwards into a quick-sandish type mud area and totally sank and then slipped and then proceeded to fall!  Thank goodness I used my free hand to catch my fall and not the camera!)

Duane - Thanks Heather! the pictures turned out great!!!

Heather Bird - Thank YOU, Duane. Loved being able to capture such fun pics of him.

Time’s a changin’

Yep, times are a changin’ at our house.    The twins had a surprise for me on Easter night!  A wonderful surprise.    They decided that Easter Sunday was the night to show mommy that they could both climb out of their cribs.  Great.  What an awesome new trick.   And it’s an extra fun trick because not only can they now climb out, but they have have also been opening doors for months, which means they can run down the hall and stairs after they climb out of their cribs.

Saying that I was exhausted on the evening of Easter was an understatement.   I hadn’t slept much at all the night before, woke up extra early and had all kinds of fun all day long .  Once I had finally gotten the boys into bed I grabbed a blanket and cuddled up on the couch.   “Ahhhh,” was all I could think – “relaxation, finally!”   That was until a mere seconds later when I heard a giggle and little feet scampering across the floor.

Ricky thought it was as hilarious and the twins were ecstatic.  We all laughed.  Then I took them back upstairs to bed.

And then the real fun began.  For three hours I wrangled my wild, overly sugared-up boys into bed.   I stood behind a closed door and waited for them, I stood outside a cracked door and let them know that I was watching every time they stood up, I stood inside the room, I rocked and rocked and sang every lullaby in the book and those boys still climbed out of their beds the second I laid them down.    And they loved every minute of this game – laughing hysterically every time I would put them back or say “you lay down!”

Finally around 10:00 pm they crashed.    When I walked away from the door utterly defeated even though they were now asleep, Ken said, “We have the best family.  Aren’t they great?  It’s just so funny.”   “Um, yeah honey, hilarious….the first 25 times.”   And when they woke up not a minute late on Monday morning, I called my mom for some sympathy and she laughed too!

I had hoped the novelty would wear off and things would be back to normal, but that was wishful thinking.  This has been going on at every bedtime and naptime since.  Nolan even climbed the safety gate at the babysitter’s house after climbing out of the pack n play during naptime there.

Nolan spotting me and cracking up.  It’s still a game to him.

Benny spotting me and cracking up – also loving the game of it all.

Time for some new beds at our house.

The reality is that is was funny.   And Ken is right, we do have the best family and they are great.   I will miss being able to lay them down and have them stay put but more than being frustrated by any of this, I’m sad.  I’m not ready to get rid of the baby cribs.  Clearly, I’m not ready to get rid of Nolan’s binki (which used to be banned to the crib for most of the time, but now that he gets himself out he also decides when to get his binki).  I’m not ready for my babies to not be babies anymore.   But the are definitely on their way, quickly.


Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday was quite the day for me.   I’ll have more posts on this blessed day soon, but it was a day of new life, of giving thanks for my many blessings and rejoicing in The Resurrection.   My day started early – the only holiday in my history where I have awaken, showered and dressed before the kids (again, more to come on this later) … but I was ready for an amazing day!   Ken was shocked to hear I wanted to wake the boys before they awoke on their own, but I did just that.

Nolan and Ricky waited patiently while I persuaded Benny out of deep sleep.

Ricky quickly found his basket, the baby’s baskets and most of the eggs.   He examined the items in his basket one by one, but was most thrilled with the quarters, not the dollars or five dollar bill – but the quarters, in his eggs.

Nolan dug into the candy right away.

And then opted for his “binki” and some cuddle time with mommy.

My attempt to get a picture of all of the boys together, which really didn’t go very well at all.

My next attempt to get a picture of all of the boys.  Again, didn’t work out so well as Ricky didn’t want to be a part of it, and Benny clearly wasn’t having any of it:

So I tried again before church.   Ugh – I give up.

My nephew, Gabe, on the other-hand was all about getting his picture taken:

The church put on a great Easter egg hunt (maybe it should have been called a “dash” because not much “hunting” was required), that the boys loved!

Ricky and Benny Papa with their loot:

It was good that Papa helped Benny gather his eggs because Benny was much more interested in the caution tape dividing up the age groups:

Gabe knew exactly what to do with the eggs and dug right into the candy too!

We spent the rest of the day at my parent’s house where the boys received more Easter goodies, where we all ate too much wonderful food and candy, and the boys completed their holiday with yet another Easter egg hunt.

I hope you all had a wonderful Easter Sunday also.


2nd Annual Easter Egg Hunt

Our friends live on this amazing street.   Their “street” is actually a yard and you couldn’t ask for a better place for an Easter Egg Hunt.   This is their second annual and it was a blast for everyone.   We spent Saturday afternoon hunting for eggs, eating lots of sugar and hanging out with great friends.

The “street.”

The host, himself, finding a few eggs.

Adorable, little friend.  This little guy was born right around the twin’s official due date and it wasn’t until I saw him and how much he had grown up in the past few months, that I realized, my babies aren’t really babies anymore!:(

Best dressed gal!   Complete with her soccer jersey, soccer shorts, tights, skirt, boots, coat and gloves!   Adorable.

Not only did our friend’s fill over 200 eggs for the kids, they provided all kinds of fun entertainment – like hulahoops!

And sand toys!

This second shot looks a little like Ricky was being a big hog of the eggs, but his friend really did have lots of eggs too.   We realized that they probably had too many when we found them underneath the trampoline eating their candy as fast as they could before getting caught!

This picture was taken before they figure out the trampoline hiding place:)

It didn’t take Nolan long to figure out where the candy was, either.

Benny got into the actual hunting for eggs for awhile, but got sidetracked by a ball for a bit, of course.

So lucky that Bailey helped out with the babies for most of the time!

They love her!

Thank you so much for a great time and a wonderful tradition!  We can’t wait until next year.


Best place to eat dessert?

In my opinion, the best place  to eat dessert  is the bathtub.   Well, for my boys anyway.  I’m not sure I’d really want to hunker down in the tub with a slice of cheesecake, but for them and their popsicles, there isn’t a better place, if you ask me.   And that is where they have eaten dessert regularly this week.

But now that I think about it, I might like to close myself into the bathroom, sink into a nice bubble bath and have a glass of wine (my dessert of choice tonight!) Ken will finally be home tonight after being away all week, and we are ready for him to get here!


Jenny - Too cute! I love how the color of the popsicles POP in these photos. Awesome. Makes me want a popsicle and bubble bath now :)

Heather Bird - Thanks, Jenny! Go ahead and jump in that tub with your popsicle, I’m sure you won’t regret it! :)