A little rundown....

As I was adding pics from the camera to the computer I realized that during my blog hiatus I hadn't posted hardly 1 pic in the December month.

We hit up Chuckee Cheese on one of our trips down to Utah....decisions, decisions.

We had a great time and think we did what we came to do.... get them good and tired!

Still in Utah, these boys played PBS kids and Playhouse Disney a ton...
Good thing they both had their "own" computer!

Ummmmm boys are weird...
(Gotta love Iggy's)

This little guy went through a streak where he was so stinken kissy! looooong ones too!

Of course we saw Santa.

Cole told me he was a fake.

Lane and the boys did a great job on their gingerbread house....while I was working.

Go Cart anyone?

Aghhhh.... this fake bear is trying to steal me and my soda!

A few rounds of bowling.... ya gotta love small town bowling alleys.

This isn't my kid... it must be Brittany Spears. Ok he is mine but he didn't learn that from me!

We seriously play football daily in our house. When I say we, I mean the 3 boys.

We baked a lot of goodies and holiday treats!

Got attacked by this weird gorilla!

And rode animals on our safari.

Ate some delicious food at Harley Davidson's in Lindon... YUM!

Tried on the helmets for size.

Played in the snow quite a bit.

I forgot to take a picture of their fort/igloo they built.... even had a window!

Don't ya hate it when.....

You CAN'T fall asleep! Ughhhh If you aren't in the mood for a little complaining than I suggest you mosey on over to someone else's blog.
It is just one of those nights when you can not find a cozy spot on your pillow. You are smoken hot and than the next minute you are searching for your covers.

(pretty bold of me to take this shot of myself I know.)

I have about 10 weeks left of pregnancy and am starting to realize that I oughta start slowing down a smidge. I went to my doc appointment last week to find out that I was extremely low in iron. THAT explains the exhaustion, the zero energy, the dizziness, the shortness of breath, and the real hard mornings (getting up that is)! I am now on iron supplements and trying to eat more like an anemic person, but I am still tired....
OK. That is all I really wanted to complain about. I am sure I will have a better attitude in the morning. I have a pretty full day of appointments so that always helps me forget about "poor me" and keeps me going!
Thanks for listening if you are still here.
I am now going to give this sleep thing another try.... wish me luck!
(if you are wondering the time it is 1:26am)

It happened.....

This morning my 5 year old decided he was going to run away! What? My kid? Why would my kid EVER want to run away from his dear, sweet, fabulous mother??
Yeah well it went like this.
He wakes up with a stretch, a hug, and a "good morning!" So I am thinking we are off to a good start. (til i looked further in the kitchen to see cole rummaging through the candy drawer for a dove choco bar)
I then say pick out which cereal you guys want cuz I don't have very much time to do breakfast. I hear the usual, "we want swedish pancakes!" over and over. Then they realize, it ain't going to happen.
So Daws goes into our pantry to look over the selection of "other" food that we have cuz he apparently doesn't want cereal and decides he wants Otter pops. Not the ones in the freezer, the ones in the box waiting to be frozen. I of course tell him no, that is not going to pass as his breakfast. He shuts himself in the pantry moping and I go take a shower.
Cole comes in to tell me that Dawson is in the garage and he is leaving! I told him to tell him to come talk to me first. Cole came back and apparently Daws didn't want to talk to me cuz he wasn't coming in and so Cole told him to go and don't forget his scarf.
(ok geesh, this is getting long....sorry)
I decided not to feed into Daws dramatic situation and went about my morning and eventually he came in and said "MOM! Do you know why I was in the garage?" I said, ummm cuz you were going to run away? And he shook his head yes and told me it was cuz he deserved a GOOD mom that would let him have a melted popsicle for breakfast.
Then he says to me "if you want me to go I still will" I sat there on the end of the bed thinking. After a few seconds he says, "OR, if you want me to stay i will unpack my stuff"
Sorry but I started laughing.... "unpack what?" I asked. He took his pillow case and dumped out the pillow and filled it with a few stuffed animals, a bat, and an etch a sketch.
I then told him I didn't want him to go and he should unpack cuz our family wouldn't be a happy family with out him. So he did, and he has been in a good mood ever since!

(pic of dropping daws off at school. obviously this was taken before the freezing white wonderland approached us. couldn't find a pic of daws riding solo.... these two cubs are usually together)