Sunday...

Sunday's are very special. I love going to church, I love the spirit that is felt there, and I sure can't wait till I can feel it again someday!!! I hear that once the kids get a little older that you can feel it again. Maybe that is true, maybe it's not. Today was definitely not the WORST Sunday I have ever had, but it wasn't the best. The boys did ok. There was quite a bit of wiggling and lap sitting and "quiet talk" reminders during sacrament meeting. I did sit by two lovely young women in the ward, in the front of the chapel, really not my favorite spot to sit but I wasn't gonna pass up the help with the kids. Remember what happened the last time I tried to tackle the kids by myself? Anyways, after watching the clock for the last 10 minutes of the meeting it was finally over, I know it's horrible that I say that, and I'm sure that the talks today were great, but I didn't hear them. I think they had something to do with raising righteous children and families, wish I would have heard those talk!!! Oh yeah... so the kids were off to nursery! Hipp hipp horray!!! Sorry nursery leaders. So then I sit down to enjoy Sunday school, and Asher needs to eat. I go feed him. Then Sunday school is over. I sit down to enjoy relief society, probably my favorite meeting. Shortly after the lesson gets going I hear, Kari your son... yup I had to go change a diaper. I get back after retuning him to nursery, and Asher is now poopy. So I go change him. Get back listen to a little more of the lesson then remember I wanted to take pictures of the YW for wed so I get up and go do that, as I'm doing that the nursery leader brings Bryant to me and says, his nose is running and we can't have sick kids in nursery. I said ok as she hands me Bryant while I'm also holding my baby. Luckily I was talking to someone then who offered to take the baby for me. Then I got to thinking well, Dallin's nose is running to and if they don't want "sick" kids in there I should probably go get him out too. I left him in there. I know I'm a bad mom. Sometimes, a lot of the times, I get the feeling the nursery leaders don't really like my kids. I understand how they feel but I love my kids no matter how crazy and unruly they can be, probably because I have no one to blame but myself for their behavior. Maybe my kids are the reason they have had so many nursery callings switched in the last few months. Haha, it's not really funny, more sad! Oh well...so I didn't really get a whole lot out of today's lesson's only that I wish I could have paid more attention because I know they were all lessons I needed to hear, More diligence and concern at home... raising righteous families, man I missed out!!!

Doctors...

oh how I HATE them!!!

Above: Bryant on the doctor's chair and Dallin hiding behind the rug art.

Below: a sleepy naked baby

and here you will find one annoyed mommy!!!

Today I had a doctor appointment for Dallin and Asher. The reason for my hatred towards these "so called doctors" is because I have yet to find one that knows what they are talking about and has good skills with their patients.

When they first bring you into the room the nurse goes over a bunch of questions with you. Like so how is the baby doing? How are his brother's doing? How is mommy doing? Are you handling everything ok? Well then she leaves and says the doctor will be with you shortly, and you want to believe her, and then it takes forever and you think, what the heck is taking so dang long? Don't they know I have 3 kids in here? Are they trying to test my patience? Are they trying to make sure I can handle my 3 kids? While being trapped in a small room? Is this a test?

Well guess what they left me in that little room with my 3 kids for over an hour and a half, but I passed their sneaky test, I didn't lose my patience, at least not a noticeable amount.

Now mind you, I have a 2 year old and a 3 year old. We were stuck in this little room with only 1 toy to play with. Oh wait let me correct myself... cause remember, I have a 2 and a 3 year old. There were a million toys to play with. You know like the lap top they have in each room for the doctor, you know the doctor that doesn't really know anything. And the little chair that the unintelligent doctor sits on when he comes in to talk to you for 5 min.'s. Yeah the one that has wheels and spins. And then there is the exam table with the paper on it, and at the end of the table is the entire big roll of paper. That is very tempting, you know for a 2 and 3 year old. And then they keep you in there so long that 2 of your 3 children have poopy diapers and they do have a trash can in this nice little room but above the can it says, please DO NOT dispose of dirty diapers in this trash can.

And then the nice doctor comes in and spends less then 5 min's examining 2 of your children. Asher has a terrible rash on his face, all over it and I asked him about it and he says it's from his dry scalp. Whatever doctor. Take a good look at that rash, there is NO way it is from a few flakes falling on his face. I was a little annoyed! I told him about Asher having thrush a few weeks ago and asked him that even though he thinks this rash is from a dry scalp, could it possibly be a yeast infection, which I researched last night and it sounded like it could have been. At least that made more since then flakes of skin irritating him. He couldn't really hear me because Asher was then screaming from hunger so I repeated my question to which he quickly answered no and moved on. Oh and by the way, he told me to rub baby oil on his head and wash it afterwards. If he knew anything about cradle "crap" he would know that baby oil doesn't work. Then while I was dressing Asher and he was typing stuff into his silly lap top the boys got into my bag and made a good mess of all it's contents, but I don't blame them, and I wasn't mad at them because I'm sure they were just looking for something fun to do. So he got done typing in whatever it was he was typing in, probably something like, "Crazy mom, unruly children, hungry baby with ugly rash, poor thing." he left.

Then when he left I was cleaning up the diaper bag mess and was tempted to throw away my dirty diapers in the forbidden trash can. I mean the sign was in Spanish and I don't read Spanish.

Baby Shower

Last night the Young Women in my ward threw me and Asher a baby shower. It was lots of fun and we got lots of wonderful gifts. We also played a few games and I think everyone had a great time.

One of the games... we had to pass this bottle around the room without using our hands. I grabbed it with my forearms and then balanced it on my head for the next person to take it. But first they wanted to get a picture of it. They're lucky I have a flat spot on my head.

Some of the cute gifts.

We got lots of diapers, always needed and much appreciated!!

Cute little shoes.

This is a good little friend of ours, Brittany. She has come over several times to help me out with the boys. She's wonderful.

And one other gift I got from every YW was a coupon with a free act of service. I'm excited about that, they range from cookies and dinner to walking the dog and babysitting. A couple people even offered to take Corey out on a date, but I might have to talk to the girls about those ones.

It was a wonderful evening and I'm sure glad everyone had fun!!!

FHE and so much more...

So, we've been having some obedience problems with our eldest son. I think that comes with the age, at least I hope so! And I hope he grows out of it! I talked to Corey about it and he suggested that I make something with them. Something to eat maybe, something with a few ingredients that the boys could do by themselves, with the instructions from mommy, and that they would see that following directions brings great rewards. So for FHE we had a lesson on reverence, for church of course, and one on obedience. Then I made up a recipe of pictures of the cookies they were going to make by following mommy and daddy's directions. They were allowed to do it by themselves, of course they needed a little help, and then they were able to eat the cookies when they were done. They enjoyed it very much, however I'm not so sure it helped with the listening to mommy and daddy thing, but we'll keep trying. I was a great idea and I think they will learn.

Here is my picture recipe. with all the ingredients pre-measured because 2 and 3 year olds don't have a lot of patience.

Here is Daddy explaining the directions.

Cracking the eggs, oh what fun!!

The end result, yummy cookies, they turned out wonderful!!!

And now for the so much more...

this past weekend the boys and I, including Max the dog, headed up to Eagar. We were in need of a road trip and a get away from our lovely home so we bombarded the Whiting residence. It was tons of fun!

Bryant really wanted a hat on his coat so he made one.

Silly kid!!!

My cute soon to be sister in law Deana, love her!!

Cute Asher baby!!!

Oh look more cute Asher baby!

Silly Bryant striking a pose.

On Presidents Day we took a hike over at the San Tan Mountains. It was tons of fun and the boys actually did really good hiking, even though you can't tell from this photo.

Family Photo

On Valentine's Day we went over to Corey's brothers house for dinner. Asher met his cousin Cashen, who is 3 days older than him. But Asher is probably 2-3 lbs heavier.

And Cashen is a little mini-me of his father. It is so cute!!!

So that's about it for now!!!

Because I cannot say the words I really want to say...

I'll just say,

Dang those boys!!!

Yes this is my toilet filled with my nursing pads. A brand new box of nursing pads, literally flushed down the toilet. I was pretty upset, I almost cried. I'm not sure how many times they tried to get rid of the evidence but when I finally heard the running water, my entire bathroom floor was flooded and it was working it way into my bedroom, lovely!!! Now I have to go back to the store for more nursing pads and this time I have to take all the boys since Corey is gone.

How early is too early to send them out to get a job?

They need to start paying me back for all the money they are wasting!!!

About my last post...

For all of you out there that read my last post and thought that I was being sarcastic...

I want you to know that I meant what I said,

and I said what I meant,

an elephants HONEST 100%!!!

Happy Valentines Day

Thanks hunny for the super sweet,energetic, hyper, cute, crazy little boys!!!

They are much better than any flowers or chocolate!!

Even if I did have to tackle them at church alone today and while I was in the mother's lounge with all of them so I could feed Asher, the two older boys escaped and before I realized it they were back in the chapel running up and down the aisles and Dallin was headed up to the stand. It's ok though I never lost my temper and although you've been gone the last 5 days I still managed to find some patience somewhere deep inside me. I was sure proud of myself and I calmly restrained them to the rocking chair in the mother's lounge and took their cookies away because behavior like that doesn't deserve a cookie! Thanks for the reminder Carolyn!

But come on, with cuteness like this who could be upset?

I sure do love these little Valentine's of mine!

You're sure awesome hunny!!!! I don't think any other husbands were as thoughtful as you!!!

Ok maybe there were other husbands that have given their wife a child or two, maybe more but did they let their wife take care of those little ones and get to enjoy them all to herself? Probably not...

(ok I know there are a few of you out there but come on tell me you didn't enjoy it??!!)

I'll be sure to get extra hugs and kisses today from them for you!!

Love you!!!

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Just dropped the hubby off at the airport so he could go to work. Now the question is... will we survive without him for the next week??? I sure hope so!!!

Happy Birthday Dallin!

That's right ladies and gents, this bad boy is 3 today!!!

I sure love this little guy! He is a great kid, although he does have his moments.

Like this one...

Last Sunday, while watching the super bowl, yeah i know, bad Mormon...

anyways, he goes up to the tv and pushed the power button. We all tell him to turn it back on. He puts his finger back on the power button then turns to us and says, "Say please!"

To freaking cute, I guess he hears that a lot.

Or the times he does this...

wearing his "super", his spiderman get-up, he tries to climb our brick entertainment center, and swing from the blinds, and jumps from couch to couch and then on to the floor, because he is "superman" you know.

He's one of my best friends!

I love how he calls everyone buddy and is so friendly with everyone he meets.

He's very sensitive to other's feelings and is always concerned when someone is sad or crying.

He has a great imagination and loves to include Bryant in almost everything he does.

When Dallin asks for a treat he makes sure to get one for Bryant even if Bryant could care less.

He always says, Come on Bryant, lets go, whenever he wants to go play or more so when he wants a partner in crime.

He's one adorable, lovable little boy and we are so blessed to have him in our lives.

Thanks for the laughs and memories Dallin!!!

Asher Baby...

Corey and I's attempt to take "cute" photos pf our baby with our little camera, because we're cheap!!

Actually poor is more like it!!!

Cute boys!!!

Look at the chub!!

I love it!!!

Too much flash!

So sweet!! I can't believe he's only 2 weeks, he's so big.

There are a bunch more but Corey wants to touch them up with the computer software stuff, I don't understand any of that stuff.

Maybe I'll post more later.

My Poor Baby Boy

He's got a case of Thrush... and so do I. Bummer!!!

We figured it out yesterday. I have been having a hard time nursing him the last couple days because every time he would eat he was getting really upset and fussy. I thought that maybe he was having a hard time with the dairy I was eating, since that was the problem with my last nursing child. So I started giving him Mylicon. But he continued to have a hard time and the nights were starting to get harder cause he was fussy. Corey and I were taking turns holding him at night. Then I noticed a thick coating of white stuff on his tongue and told Corey I think he might have thrush, but he told me that all our boys had white tongues and that it was probably nothing. I was also having some pain when I nursed but I thought that pretty routine with nursing. But then the pain was lasting longer than just when nursing, I thought that a bit weird. I was at my mom's last night and told her the way my "chest" was feeling and while she was holding him she saw his mouth and said, "I think he has thrush!". I believed her cause that is what I had thought and her being a mom and having had a child who had thrush a lot, aka me, I was pretty sure she knew what it looked like. I looked it up online and it looked like he had the beginning stages of thrush and so many things started making since. I tried feeding him again at his meal time and all he did was scream so I decided that I was gonna take him into Urgent Care. I know that might be silly but it was late Friday night and I didn't want to have to wait in pain, the both of us, until Monday. So I went in and sure enough they said he had thrush and gave us a prescription for it. I got home around 10pm. I was so tired and he was so grumpy. I tried feeding him twice, once at the doctors and another time while waiting for the prescription at walgreens, who knew so many people would be picking up their orders late on a Friday night??? Yeah not my favorite places to nurse but he was hungry and I was trying. All he did though, was scream. When I got home I tried to nurse again and then I gave him the medicine. Last night was much better then the last few nights and today has been better also. I am feeling much better and I can already tell a difference in Asher. I'm so glad we got that figured out.

"I love that they have imaginations!!"

That's what I was saying to Corey this afternoon as our boys ran out the back door dressed up as super heros. They were running out into the yard and back in as fast as they could to prove just how super they were. I used very encouraging words like, "wow, that was super fast!" and "you guys are super awesome!" Now they are playing beautifully outside like the best of friends that they are.

While I was taking this picture Bryant was saying, "I sorry Dallin, I sorry Dallin"

Too cute, they love each other so much. I love having my boys close in age!!!

And here is Dallin just after getting in trouble for playing in Daddy's shed. Notice how pale is, yes that is cause he was playing in a bag of grout.

He is in love with superman, as he calls him, but really it's spiderman. He wants to wear this get-up everywhere. He wanted to wear it to bed one night but I refused to let him cause the poor boy would have burned up for sure. So instead he held on tight to the outfit and slept with it. Then in the morning he put it back on. He wore it to the doctors and after I found him in the shed covered in grout I told him that his super outfit was gonna have to be washed. I didn't jump right on that and this morning he brought it to me and said "I wear my super now?!" I told him I hadn't washed it yet and he told me, "Ok I wash it now" and started to go to the bathroom where he would wash it in the sink. I told him I would wash it in the washer and he helped me put it in. He came back in the house and told daddy, "Mommy is cooking my super." Then we were going to go to the park and he wanted to wear his "super", but we told him it was washed but now it needed to dry. So after we were done playing at the park and he didn't really want to leave, he looks up at me and asked, "My super done now?" I told him yes and his eyes lit up and he ranstraight to the car. He of course had to stop along the way and hold the hand of a cute girl walking to her car to, then realized why he had been running and let go quickly and got happily in the car. Silly boy, he sure loves his alter-ego!!!