a tasty morsel

if any of you are wondering what you do in med school, this is it, folks. this is graduate school.

mummy-head

i don't even know...but cute, so i have to post it.

all aboard!

boulder city has this great train that you can take a 45 min ride on. so fun. jack loved it. heck, i loved it. my secret dream is to ride a train cross-country, eat and sing in the dining car like they do in "white christmas", and sleep on board. someday.




that thing is monstrous.

the ultimate poop story

so because we just potty-trained jack, poop is discussed a lot. he gets a sucker every time he poops on the potty. don't you sometimes feel like you deserve a sucker when you poop? anyway...are you ready for this?!

couple days ago, jack did his thing on the toilet. awesome. let him pick a sucker. he and sam are playing in the living room, so i run upstairs, i swear for 2 seconds, to finish up something on the computer. seriously, 2 seconds later i hear jack yell "eww, sick, mom!!! sam has poop all over him and he's putting it all over me!!!" what? i'm thoroughly confused as to how that is possible.

i run downstairs, they aren't in the living room. i find them in the bathroom, jack is sitting on the toilet with his pants down, totally disgusted and sure enough, there is poop everywhere, the biggest portion sitting on sam's foot. what?

people, this is the only way i figure it could've happened. jack must not have been done pooping, so he went back for another round. sam tagged along (he's a little obsessed with the bathroom anyway) and pulled himself up on the toilet right where jack's bum was. as jack pooped, sam must have CAUGHT/GRABBED it in his hands and proceeded to share the love, because there is NO WAY he could've reached the little guy if it had made it to the bottom of the toilet. sick, i just vomited a little in my mouth (again).

i swear to you, i smelled poop in my dreams all last night.

randomness

the first set of triplets born in completely different years. a natural phenomenon.
this is what the sunday outfit evolves into. classic.
our cute friend, miss alli. can't remember the story behind this one, but i'm sure it was good...any thoughts, leslie?

my beloved

this is the kid that would drag his blankie everywhere if i let him. his aunt karianne made it and i love it as much as he does, so i don't let him drag it everywhere, because it would be destroyed. but it is his one true love.

what does that tongue remind you of?
yup, he's crawling like a maniac and pulling himself up on everything.
his first meal on his own. woah.

party hardy, dude

jack had his first official b-day party. we went to a park, played games like "red light, green light", had cupcakes, opened presents, and played on the playground. soooo much fun. thanks to all of jack's little buddies for coming!

this is jack's most exciting present, a full-size trampoline named herbert. yes, we splurged. but i'm so glad we did. he did not leave it for a full 24 hours. i think shawn loves it just as much as jack does. we've already had some great family times, telling stories and making up silly dances (like the "movie" dance and the "crying" dance) on the tramp. here is one said story:

"once there was a t-rex and he at ALL the fruit loops

and so his tummy hurt,

and his face,

and his arms,

annnnnd his elbows!

the end."

by jack gibbs

i am a little embarrassed about the above picture because i have many friends who decorate cakes for real (like tarryn and leslie and natali, etc). i'm really embarrassed actually. this is supposed to be a baseball cake for jack and shawn, but i ran out of the red gel frosting. and it was sunday so i couldn't buy more. the end. don't judge.
so shawn saw the movie "chicken run" for $5 at wal mart so he grabbed it for jack. jack doesn't get it, and is bored after 5 minutes of watching, but still insists on watching it almost every day. i don't understand.

the saga ends...

from the old...

to the glorious new...
meet the newest members of our fam, clarissa and shirley. we surely do love them.
and if you're wondering about the adorable pillows, as you should be, i made them. i'm not usually the bragging type, but as sewing is not my forte, i feel a certain amount of pride that they actually turned out.