Big Bear, Little Boy

Last weekend we all packed up our van and took off for a weekend in Big Bear. My sis and John invited us to stay with them in his sister's cabin. Jeff, Aubrey, Isaac and I were feeling a cold coming on, but we ignored it and went any way. On our way up the mountain our ears started plugging. Isaac said " Momma, my eaws not wowking. I can't heaw!" So I passed him, and the others a piece of gum and told him it would help unplug his ears. "ok" he says. I waited to hear him tell me that he could hear again, or that his ears popped.

I turned around to check on him and saw that he had put the gum IN his ears! We all started laughing at our funny guy. He was really mad. He hates his ears being plugged, but hates being laughed at even more.

Easter Pictures

For the Love of Shoes

This boy of mine has a major thing about shoes. Even on his first birthday, before he could talk, he opened all his gifts and it was clear that the 2 pairs of shoes won the "favorite gift" contest. He loves them all. He wears Aubrey's high heeled dress up shoes with ease, he wears my flip-flops, the boys cleats, pretty much anything he can get is feet into. However, lately boots have been his thing. There have been many tears shed over Aubrey wanting to wear her own boots. I've been keeping my eyes peeled for some boy boots that aren't too ugly or expensive. My parents couldn't take it any longer and headed to the Boot Barn yesterday and picked up these puppies. Maybe it was seeing him at church with Aubrey's cowgirl boots that have flowers and sequins stitched in them, or maybe it was him wearing her polka-dot rain boots all day Easter. Whatever it was that drove them to the Barn......Isaac thanks them from the bottom of his heart.

He doesn't want to wear them with pants on either. It covers up too much awesomeness.

They slept with us in bed last night too. He even woke up around 3 am to ask if they were his boots and where they were. I reassured him that they were indeed his, and they were right next to us.
Easter Sunday.

On our way to visit Uncle Ron and Aunt Cindy! He's worn these all over the place......when daddy's at work. Jeff says he just can't do it. He cannot go into public with his little boy wearing pink heels.

Trev's Big Night

If you know Trevor, you know he is obsessed with the Lakers. So for Christmas this year we bought tickets to take him to a game. We also let him pick a friend to bring along, he had no problem choosing. Uncle Nathan, of course. On our way there we also let him pick where we ate dinner. He chose Jack in the Box. We gave him many more options and I really wanted him to chose somewhere better, but oh well. Not about me. He wanted a double bacon cheeseburger.....yuck. Not about me. He felt sick afterwards and said he thought it was a little too much meat and it tasted kinda gross, like pork. Ha Ha. Told ya so Trev!So we picked up Uncle Nate at his friends crazy downtown L.A. apt. and off we went.
Trevor was so excited he hardly spoke....which is highly unusual.
Here he is in front of Staples center, where he would like to someday have his ashes scattered. (No joke. This came about one day while in a very deep conversation with Auntie DD)
Getting Uncle Nathan's help in the Pro Shop with his hard earned cash. He did a lot of dishes, trash emptying, vacuuming, dog poop scooping to buy his Ron Artest shirt.

We were there to see Kobe be awarded for breaking a record for most points scored.....very cool.
There's the man in the flesh. Warming up.
JOY

He crashed big time. He just couldn't take anymore. We had such a good time. Even me the anti-sport.

Would you like a warm towel?

When it's a chilly day and I'm bringing in a load of hot laundry-especially towels, I tell all the kids to lie on the floor. They don't even ask why. They line up.....

and wait patiently...
for a nice warm pile of laundry to be dumped on them. Then there are a few minutes of quiet while they just lie there and enjoy.

Sugar and Spice

I love having a girl. I love my boys too, of course, I'm just thankful that God gave me at least one of these to raise. She has become my little nature lover. She is the usually the first one buggin to get outside to play survivor girl, or pick me a bouquet of flowers. She's the one that brings in the bugs and begs me to find the magnifying glass so she can really check it out. She's also the first to fall out of the big walnut tree in the back yard. Freaked us both out pretty good.( Turns out that little pink flip-flops make it harder to climb in. Bare feet work much better.) The boys love all this stuff too, it's just that stereotypically they should be more adventurous than their little sis, right?

Last week we drove by this field of flowers and she was excited about it. So I asked if she wanted me to take some pictures of her in the field. She claimed that she was thinking the same thing and did not let me forget about my promise until I followed through. So here are a few of my favorites.

My little Aubrey Claire Flower :)

Moving right along

Gosh, I may need to change the title of my blog. We are no longer desert rats. We moved back to Yucaipa two weeks ago, and we couldn't be happier about it. We are renting a house that we love. It is so private and quiet, something that I didn't want to give up after when we left Joshua Tree. We have a beautiful yard. There are plum trees, an apple tree, a walnut tree, roses, grass (something I missed) and a really cool view. The kids are loving it. They've spent most of our days here outside. We still have a lot to unpack, but I feel so relaxed and lighthearted out here!

There are some things we're going to miss. We made some really great friends that we won't be seeing as much, the JT National Park hiking being down the street, the desert night sky.....hmm. That's pretty much it! The list of what I won't be missing is a lot longer, so I guess we made the right decision.

I want to keep up on my blog again, so if anyone out there still reads this, the video of Isaac dancing won't be the only thing up for six months anymore :)

Peace.