To do list....

Noodle Co.
Chipotle
Tanger Outlet Mall
Five Guys
Cafe to the Rio
TJ Maxx
Gateway
Raging Waters
Zoo
Golfing
Jordan Commons
Kangaroo Zoo
Trampoline jumping
Gluten Free Chex buying

Plus all of the socializing with the fam and friends...

Busy 2.5 weeks. We leave tomorrow!!!

Peace out whiteys...

Dear Dad

There is nothing like a sleeping baby... so peaceful...
Whenever I let Deakon choose his outfit...this is what he puts on EVERY TIME. He tells me that it matches perfect (yes... that is a donkey chia pet in the background... got that little charm at a white elephant)

Kyle Jr.

Popcorn Picnic

I saw this quote on a friend's blog from a book called "Dear Dad" I really liked it...

...and in my head I like to switch up "love" with patience, exhaustion, and joy. But mostly I like exactly how it is.

Happy Father's Day Weekend!

Sick Day

I woke up this morning feeling sick...
I hate feeling sick
Especially throw-up sick
When I sit and rack my brain about everything I ate the day before
And wonder what sort of gluten I accidently ingested
Or if I just have some stomach virus and blame it on the evil gluten
Not sure what it was
But I was sick and I spent a good hour feeling sorry for myself

Do you remember what sick days were like when you were a kid? I do. They were glorious, except the sick part. My mom made the best nurse. The morning would always start off with saltines and 7-up. Maybe there is no real medical proof that 7-up helped, but it seemed to cause me fall into hours of sleep immediately. For lunch there was tomato or chicken noodle soup in a mug (yes, I always wanted it in a mug) with maybe a few more saltines. By that time I was ready to watch a movie while getting loads of love and attention from mom. Awesome...

Today was not like that. Today I had a husband with a banged-up knee that had already planned his days off for Utah and 2 little boys that needed to be fed breakfast. I had a love seat that was piled high with clean laundry begging to be put away. I had passport pictures to be taken and groceries to be purchased. I also had a skype cooking date to make yummy coffee... or umm... breakfast cake.

The laundry didn't get put away.
The groceries were not bought.
The picture not taken.
The coffee cake with sister gossip not done.

But the boys were fed. The Land Before Time was watched... twice. Mom was given cuddles and told to "just take some med-cine" by her 3-year-old and given large amounts of cute chubby-cheek baby smiles. A 2 hour nap was taken by all and Dad came home and made dinner.

It might not have been a glorious sick day...
But I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Perhaps the best part was late afternoon when I finally started feeling better and played a bit of hockey with the Deakster. Balls were being flung around and after numerous warnings about not hitting the baby, he ran over and gave Nix a big side hug while quietly telling him, "I will be careful not to knock your head off"

Baby Lyla

Welcome to the family little silver-haired beauty!

Lyla Rebecca

Congrats Danny and Becky- love you guys!

This is what happens...

...when Angi makes up dinner with random things in the house...
...and this is why Kyle should cook when a recipe isn't involved...
...on a brighter note...
I LOVE MY CUTE BOYS!!!

Deak...

Last night we had the missionaries over and they stayed a bit late so I had to run off to work before Deakon was ready for bed. Kyle got him ready and Deakon asked him to sing, "I love to see the temple" Because Kyle is a convert, he doesn't know very many primary songs so he always just makes up the words. After he was finished Deakon announced, "You aren't a very good singer, you know"

Oh, and for those of you that were confused about the drive down, fly back thing... Kyle would drive us down, stay a few days, and then drive back alone. The boys and I would stay for another week or so and fly home.

A good day...

My brother, Danny, and cute wifey, Becky, are at the hospital getting ready to add a cute itty bitty baby girl to their family... (I stole this pic from your blog... don't hate me- I will take it off if you would like...)
And I... am trying to find a sub so I can drive down to UTAH and fly back on one of these....

SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stuff...

When I started keeping a blog I really couldn't stand when people only blogged about their kids. Not that I have anything against their kids, but unless they were family, I felt like it I didn't care too much... FAST FORWARD to now... Oh wait... is that what my blog has come to??? Yes, yes it has. My kids are my life. I like to rationalize it by saying that we have lots of family far away that love that kind of stuff. I even call my mom and remind her to check it when I post something new ;). I also like to think that one day these crazy boys of mine will read this stuff and care about what they did week to week when they were 3. BUT... I mustn't (like that one?) forget that I have thoughts about stuff too. I am a person. Believe it or not, I do other things besides chasing ADD Deakon around and not getting too angry when he dumps half a box of Shreddies down the stairs (this happened today... and they weren't even ours... oh Deaky B)

When we moved up here 1 year and 8 months ago, I knew that for SOME reason it was what we needed to be doing at the time. But... I was a bit depressed. I even started my own private blog that Kyle didn't even know about. The first post was a large list of things that I HATED about my life among other feel sorry for myself complaining. Do I want to remember that??? I am not sure. I was not forced to come here. I was even a bit excited thinking about our adventure. Yet there I was, in beautiful, empty Water Valley, furiously typing complaint after complaint after complaint. A month later, we left the distant country life and moved to Cochrane and the complaining mellowed. I didn't think I would be so homesick so fast. I got over it after the first few months, but it still hits me once in awhile. Like now, some days in the last few weeks have been UNBEARABLE. I want to go home... I want to see my mom everyday. I miss my sisters and sister-in-laws and all of their babies. I want them to see my new addition and hear them ooo and ah over his fat cheeks and cute tiny flat bum. I want to see Debbie's new house, swim at Danny's pool, hear about Sarah's love life, listen to Deakon play with his cousins, jump on the trampoline, meet Becky Jr., and go embarrass Stake at Raging Waters. Oh Angi... why can you not do these things??? Is your mean husband keeping you locked indoors??? No... he is not. BUT, I do have a job. A small job cleaning a lab and the lobby of a professional medical building. A job where I have to find my own sub... and honestly- who wants to spend their summer vacay having to clean 6 nights a week. Not too many people.

YET, I need to come to Utah- even just for a week... It will make my soul happy.

I think I will...

Now... I have to find a sub and some cheap airfare... wish me luck

In Action...

I did a small post on May long (below) but wanted to share a few videos also:

May Long Weekend

Today... Nixon is 2 months old. Check out those muscles:

Last Monday, we headed down to the soccer fields to have some fun. Nixon loves to be outside so we bundled him up in his car seat and he had fun sleeping the whole time. This is the closest thing I have to a smile picture so far:
And... how funny is this. Nixon's mad face:

Pics of the boys playing. Cochrane can be so gorgeous sometimes...

The beautiful wide open sky...