Flathead Lake

Fair's fair....that's what my Mom always said. Or was it, Life isn't fair!?? I don't know...maybe I'm making it all up. Either way -- tried to make sure we have equal amounts of photos of cute kids. :) This is an old one....in fact it may already be on the blog, but it sure is cute!

Two girlies goofing off in their hats.

Hang Ten, Mama!!!

Run Cash, run. Wait, don't run, you're on a dock ya nut! In fact, Cash threw himself overboard while we were out there (nobody panic, he was wearing a life vest in the shallow end). He looked just like a scuba diver, sitting on the edge and just plopping over backward. Don't worry, I saved his life.....well, the lifejacket did and I plucked him out of the water. Then he proceeded to tell everyone that Mama saved him. I love being his favorite, even if it's only for a few seconds.

See the Osprey, Daddy?!? See it?!?

A little fun time with Tashena.

Cash and Maci having breakfast -- she looks jealous doesn't she? I think we're going to try out some real food soon.

No, he's not doing anything bad, but it sure looks like he is working on it. He might have been getting ready to color on the table, but I'm sure we caught him.

Update: Maci is rolling over at will now. She started rolling over a few weeks ago, but is now much more excited to do it. She is a sweet, sweet little girl....just like her mama.

Surf city

 

The other weekend we rented a cabin with some friends up at Flathead lake – tons of good times!  I even learned how to surf!  I’ll be adding more photos later, just thought I’d show off the fact that an old dog can learn new tricks!!  :)

And I'm spent

Well -- I did it. Wait....we did it. We all made it through the entire summer semester without bumps, bruises, divorces, farming out our children, etc. Whew. I can't believe how long that felt and how much work it took, but boy am I glad to be done with it. My brain is mush, so I'm just going to add pictures. Maybe when I'm functioning better I'll write a few tidbits.

Brent's 40th birthday present.

G&G O at lunch for Grandma's birthday.

This pic looks familiar -- I'm going to have to search all of my old photos and see if I can find this exact pic, but with a different baby.....

Cash running through 'little ones' -- he requested that I turn it down for him. He didn't really go for it unless I was running through. It's too cold for that!

Maci's forever look -- every picture we have of her looks like this! :) Gotta love the little sweetie.

Give it here....

Jenny (Cash's God mama) and Cash gettin' a little lovin' in.

Millie -- Jenny's little girl and my little goddaughter!

Cash and his best buddy Amos at the bonfire for my 30th.

Relaxing....

My son

Doesn't he look sweet? He doesn't even look the same!


And now:

"Piss me off!"

He said it. Not me. Well....maybe once or twice I said it....and he repeated it. That he we're talking about here is none other than sweet little Cash. I guess he was screwing off in the tub the other night and was told multiple times that he was going to hit his head on the faucet. And he did. And he said, under his breath.....'piss me off'. I claim that one. He got it from me. Great. I'm getting the mother of the year award this year for sure. Off to a great start!

You've probably noticed that the blog is lacking. I know. I'm busy. Brent doesn't blog. The end.

A few tidbits of life these days:

Classes are going well, but I am certainly ready to be done with this semester. It sure is a killer! I like that I can do summer session and be done sooner, but holy crap is it intense. I am sitting at all A's going into the final 2 weeks of the semester. Wish me luck!

Brent has been busy, busy with kids, but has had a little break since his folks came. Lucky duck! We're definitely happy to have Grandpa O here -- Grandma O had to go home last week, but will be making an appearance for Brent's 40th (you read that right.....no typo.....) birthday this Friday! Let me just tell ya something.....I am not a party planner. And I'm planning. And it involved going to Walmart. I quit. :)

I'll have more photos and such up starting in August. Until then, a few tidbits here and there, but don't get discouraged if I haven't updated. I haven't forgotten, I am just focusing on Streptococcus pyogenes, Escherichia coli, and Staphylococcus aureus. No, those aren't typos either (at least I think I spelled them right.....Aunt Jody??) -- Microbiology. Enjoy your summer and be glad you're not learning about all the bacterias in the world!!

I made it

Cash's worm

This is likely a picture of me saying, "keep your tip up" and Cash saying....well....NO. Fishing is all about patience. These photos were from Father's Day. I think Brent thought that going fishing meant that he was going to land the big one. What a surprise when he spent the majority of the time getting line out of trees, trying to get worms back into the container, pointing out whose bobber was whose, and telling Cash to keep his tip out of the water. Maybe next time he can go solo.

And.....I'm 30.....I made it. 1 marriage, 2 babies, a degree in Forestry, working on a Nursing degree, a dog, a horse, a blog, and 15 extra pounds later. Whew. I made it. Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes and here's to another 30 great years!!

Farmer's Market

We hit up the farmer's market last weekend -- great fun and cute stuff! :) Maci wanted to wear her Carhartt overalls, so I let her. Cash was as pleasant as ever (look at his face where he's sitting in the stroller - priceless) -- he's not much for photo ops. Some day he will be and we'll have nothing but goofy faces and nose picking pictures.

I'd better get back to my studies - it's hard to convince Brent that I am actually studying (and that's why I can't scrub the toilets with a toothbrush) when more posts keep showing up on the blog. I've still got some fishing pictures to put up....some great worm shots.

More S'mores Please!!!

Casher got to have his first S'mores last Saturday.... Big shocker, he really liked it. Its a wonder sometimes that the kid doesn't go 350. Especially after a party like the pig roast. He does not have any problem with going up to just about anyone and saying "a bite". Trust me, we are working on breaking of this habit. In no way, shape, or form, does our child need to eat off of anyone else's plate. It's not like we don't feed him enough.

I also threw in a picture of Mama and Maci-Mo from last Saturday's pig roast. Since Amy generally does the blog, there is definitely a shortage of Amy pic's on the site.

P.S. A Quick FYI to any of our blog followers who were unaware what this Friday (June 24th) is, Amy turns the big 3-0!!!!

Happy Father's Day

Well....Father's day has come and gone and my heart hurts. Yep, you read it right. We took Cash fishing -- at least that's what we'll call it -- it was more like this: "I want to get out, I want to get out, I want...." (you get it).....after explaining that we're working on it we moved right along...."that's MY fishing pole!", "I cast it", etc., etc.. We're at a trying time these days. I'm hoping it's over. I paid my dues, put in my time....one weekend is more than enough!

We did have a fun time today, minus some of the yelling and crying. Nobody caught fish, but Brent had to get in the water to get Cash's line untangled from the tree (remind you of anything or anyone Dad??), he had a blast playing with the worms, ate more than enough Cheetos for the year, had a great bbq with friends and went to bed early....well....at least some of us. I'd better get back to my homework now....I'm finishing up one class tonight then will have the rest of the week to focus on just 2 classes. Starting next week I'll be in Microbiology at the main campus 4 days a week, 2.5 hours a day. 5 weeks of that and it's vaca time!

We sure hope everyone had a fun and relaxing Father's day.....someone ought to! :) I left our camera at the neighbors, so Father's day photos to come.

Hey Dad!

You're the best Dad a girl could ever have!

Love ya,

Shorty

Like at Grandma's

Like at Grandma's house....minus the Toy Story theme.

Livin' it up in the new bed.

Crazy girl!

Cash has wanted a pillow and bed like the one at Grandma's since we got back from Pullman. So.....we went for it. I think I had more fun picking things out for the bed than he did, but he sure seems to be enjoying it. Now.....to keep him in there past 8 on a weekend and I've got this parenting thing licked. Babies.

Grandma O

Sheesh - next time you come over, I'll make sure to dust off the camera. :)

Daddy daycare

Brent has been super Dad since I have gone back to school. He has been getting up with the kids and taking them to daycare, picking them up from school, making them dinner, giving baths, and potty training Maci. Yep, you read that right. We have always heard that you should not worry about potty training boys until age 3 (that's not going to work here....I can't take adult sized diapers with adult sized contents much longer). So....he's started working on Maci's potty training -- why wouldn't you? Isn't it true that girls are more mature than boys? That girls are more advanced than boys? That girls are just plain better than boys?? I like this already.

Okay, back to potty training. What better way to potty train than to just do away with the diaper? Well, it happened. Brent, in all of the stresses of getting two children bathed and in bed, did away with a diaper for Maci. The poor little girl made it from 9:30 to about 4:00 am before she couldn't take the pee bath anymore. If we keep this up, she'll be potty trained by 4 months.

And Brent....don't you worry, forgetting a diaper is a very minor thing in the grand scheme of life....but it sure is funny to share!

Billings pics

Cash and his buddy Amos

Water wings....fun to chase....

I don't know where my camera was for this trip....I'm sure Big Jim got tons of photos, but here's what I got! :)

Pullman pics

Real funny Mom! :)

Sweet n' nice......

Wanted.

** There's lots of things in life that we want....and we don't always get them.

** I don't care what you want.

** Mama wants a new pickup and you don't see that in our driveway.

** Wish in one hand, shit in the other and see which one fills faster.


These are the responses I have given my 2 year old in less than an hour's time. Don't worry, I didn't say shit. That was Brent that taught him that....I'm telling you the truth here. Cash wants everything. My personal favorite is when we tell him what we're having for dinner, he's excited, he's sweet, he's nice, he crawls up in his chair, puts on a pouty face and does the big whiney, snotty, "I WANT IT!". How does any mother make it through this? Maybe I should just hope that Maci doesn't talk until she's 5 and understands what it means when I tell her, 'we don't act like that in this house'.

We went to Billings last weekend to meet up with Brent's folks for the holiday. I've got some pics, but I don't have the time to do the downloading. The kids and I are off to Pullman for the weekend, so I gotta get packed, do a little homework, hit work till 6 and then drive the family truckster to WA. So I'll do double pics when I get back!