Could Not Ask for More

I have to be honest. I had every intention of writing a whiny post. I haven't been much of a blogger in the last two months. And, instead of jumping on to write about the cute things my boys have been saying and doing, I jump on the chance to complain. (Oh, by the way, Sha took this picture of my boys and I LOVE IT! Thanks Sha!) Anyway, I started feeling really guilty because while there are things I could really whine about, there are more that I should be thankful for. (That is why I changed my playlist song, because I really have been blessed.) So, I am just going to share a few cute things about my boys:

I was making cookies with Kimball and Leah. All was going relatively well until Kimball turned the Kitchen Aid on the highest speed and cake mix went EVERYWHERE. The kids were good to get down and help clean up. I thought it was so cute that I wanted to take a picture of them with the broom and dust pan. Just as I clicked the picture, Kimball LICKED the dustpan!! I told him it was gross and he said, "No, it's not Mom, it tastes like chocolate."

McKay has decided that while obsessed with catching bugs of all sorts, he also enjoys EATING them. Yup, you heard it. He eats grasshoppers! If you ask him about it he says, "You don't want to eat the big ones, because they will jump in your mouth. Just find the little ones!" It's true. He's eaten at least 10 since we went camping in August.

Benson really loves my mom and dad, his "Mimi and Papa." Well, he misses Grammy and Papa when they go out of town. On one of their outings this summer, he packed around the picture of the two of them in Alaska. He would point at them and then hug the picture. When I tried to get it away so he wouldn't break the frame, he ran away from me. So... I had to get a picture of him running away.

Kimball loved watching Michael Phelps in the Olympics. He also loves to swim at my mom's house. One day, he had it all figured out and he was going to race McKay in the Olympics. He was Michael Phelps, and McKay was Jason Lezak. At the end of the race he was cheering and saying, "I did it, I did it!" So I pretended to be an reporter and asked, "Michael Phelps, how does it feel to win another gold medal?" My five-year-old (in true character) said, "I had a good day! It was a great swim!"

McKay is still obsessed with nylons! What in the world?? He took more out of my mom's drawer when no one was looking and made sure to wear long pants so his dad wouldn't see that he had them on when he went to bed. I tried to give him some tall socks to put on, but they didn't cover his whole leg so they weren't good enough. Oh great! Does anyone have any suggestions?

While eating a frosty at Wendy's, Kimball gagged himself with the spoon. My mom and I told him not to do it and then asked why he did. He got a really searious look on his face and said, "I just wanted to feel my spirit."

McKay loves Bishop Graham's dog Dutchess. Sometimes, when we go to the office, she is there. One day she was barking to play with the boys. McKay said, "Mom, do you hear that? Dutchess is BARFING at us!"

I walked in on Kimball using the bathroom. He was disgusted and said he needed his privacy. Then he let out a little toot. He said, "See Mom, did you hear that? That was gas. It was saying, 'Oh, don't get up bum, there is more coming out!"

My boys definately keep our house going at 90-miles, but they are funny as can be. I have been blessed, and I really couldn't ask for more.