Be...Still...My...Heart...

Coffee.  Brought me to tears yesterday.  I wasn't crying because I was up terribly disgustingly early (although that happens occasionally...seriously...me and morning-we aren't friends).  I wasn't dabbing my eyes because my coffee was that delicious.  My eyes welled up when my little TrinMonster excitedly drug me to the kitchen.  She had pressed the coffee, climbed the countertop to reach my favorite mugs, poured coffee for Code and I, and set out the creamer with a spoon.  All.By.Herself.  Sometimes she is such a little angel and she melts my heart.  And although she added enough cream for ten cups or more, Cody and I enjoyed every last drop of sweetness she poured.  She reminded me that it truly is the thought that counts and that although she can be a little devil at times, she is such a sweetheart and we are lucky to have our TrinMonster.  

So, to my Trin (aka...Stinky...TrinMonster...Buttsniffer)

Thank you for reminding me that it's the little moments like this that make life beautiful.  Thank you for loving me and thank you for being your sweet self.

Love you Stinky to the moon and back :).

xoxo, Momz

For Grandma Amanda :)

Grandma Amanda's been waiting patiently for pics of the house so here we go...We'll see how long I can remain patient with the computer and the camera...Me and Flip (Code's lil video camera)...we don't get along so well.  Actually, we get along just fine...until  it comes time to load the pics and videos onto the laptop...Then things get ugly, I start throwing random objects, people cry...it's really ugly.  True story.


Ok-so far, so good.  This is the backyard-and of course, Cody's chicken palace.  Yes we built it, yes I really did help...well, I mean..I was there...not sure if I was what you would call "help" or not.

This is the front yard by the front door.  Cody found me that adorable old bird house.  I lu-lu-lu LUV it!

Another shot of the front yard-and the tree...Don't get me started on the tree.  Which sheds more crap than shade.  Oh my the tree and I have a love/hate relationship.  

Here's my cute lil wagon-the Radio Flyer Cody bought from some lil boy in Manti, haha. We drove by and he had to have it-so hilarious the little boy thought he was RICH with the whole 2 bucks we gave him for it.  I guess you can't tell it's a wagon in the picture-the star and the plants have grown completely over it but trust me...adorable.

The pond.  Cody's pride and joy...besides the chicken palace.  Somewhere beneath all the potato vines is a cute gnome.  He spits water.  Doesn't get cuter than that.

Here's the back yard again-sorta looking from the chicken palace out to the opposite end of the yard.  Grass is slowly growing thank goodness!

Oops-this is not the yard....This is Trin and I goofing off while Daddy and Austin spend the evening at the D-Backs game for Austin's 7th birthday.  Trin loves girl's nights with momz :)

Lowes might be our home away from home

So Code and I were at Lowes the other night...for the second time that evening...probably the third time that week.  It's our nightly date.  I'm lucky enough to get date night every night with my hubby...to the hardware store...don't be jealous now :).  We buy sexy things like rebar, siding, plywood, lumber, paint and tape.


Anywhoosies...Cody was having an especially "gassy" night.  Most nights are gassy as we all know but this one was OUT.OF.CONTROL!  We're looking at drill bits and he flashes me "the look".  The poor man walking by us never saw it coming....The run by farting...loud as can be, and even stinkier.  I wanted to die.  I darted around a corner and slid...oh-so-slowly...down the shelf...to hide.  I wanted to melt into the floor but it wouldn't give.  Honestly, I think the poor man was embarrassed for Cody and he politely kept on his way without turning or snickering.  I, on the other hand wanted to die.  As I sat on the floor, hiding behind the shelving, I look to my left.  No one.  I look to my right...down...down...down the aisle.  And at the very end there is lil miss Lowes herself-shaking her head and laughing at me, wondering why I am on the floor with my head between my hands.  If she only knew...

Happy Summer!

Happy Summer!  The kids just finished their last day of school and we are in full summer mode...meaning...I am losing my mind with a hundred and two random neighborhood kids passing through the house all day.  Every day.  Doors slamming (if they actually remember to close them).  Dirt tracks.  A million dirty juice cups.  Screaming...Lots and lots of screaming.  Dirty wet pool towels that have been used, drug through the dirt wet, and left to stink on bedroom floors.  Wadded up bathing suits on top of the dirty wet towel.  Wet footprints between the door and the bathroom.  "Can I have a snack?"  "What's for lunch?"  "What's for dinner?"  "What do you mean I have to brush my teeth I just brushed them two daaaaaaaaaays ago ugggggh!"  "I don't need to shower Mom, I went swimming!"  "Mango on a stick!  Mango on a stick!  Mom the mango guy's here!"  "Work?  You have to work?  But Mom it's suuuuuuuummmmmmer!"  "When can I have a sleepover?"  "But Trinitee's had like five and I've had none it's not faaaaiiiirrrr!"  "What?  Dad's stillllllll at work? Again?  He's always working!"  "He works more than you do mom!"  (My favorite...haha....like moms don't work when they are home.  Yes, I sit on the couch and eat bon-bons while the kids massage my feet and my back...simultaneously...while also receiving a manicure...RIGHT......)


Most of the time I am on the verge of the looney bin but then my lovely little monsters surprise me.  "Momz, I love you.  You are the best mom I wish we could stay here forever."  "What?  We have to go to our moms house now?  NOOOOoooooo! We wanna stay here with you and daddy!"  "Sopa for dinner?  I  LUV sopa!"  "Hey woman!  Where's my lunch?!"  Oh wait....that one was misplaced.  And yes, they call me woman...occasionally.  And then they realize that  calling me woman does not a happy momz make so they revert to rubbing my feet and back.  NOT.  I love my crazy life.  I have an amazing husband who works so so hard to support us.  I have three little ducklings who follow me in a little line wherever I go-especially if I'm headed to the pool.  I have three chickens and that means three all natural, organic eggs a day.  I have one tortoise who eats all the produce that passes it's prime without being eaten (See-we are green.  No waste around here!).  I have a bearded dragon who sits in his little cage and talks to me when I'm lonely-tells me how amazing I am and what not...And two bulldogs-one English, one French;  Both of which my husband hates but I love them to death!  And....two little monsters (the crazy kiddos) who make my life complete!


Welcome to a slice of our crazy life!  Enjoy!