the NIGHTLY battle!

Okay, just in case you all have not yet realized what a challenge my sweet baby boy is. Let me walk you through our nightly (and morning, and each diaper change, and every time I stop him to put his socks or shoes back on), pretty much this is the way things go down whenever I interfere with what HE would like to be doing. Here he is nice and smiley in the tub, all is good...afterall he loves the tub.


Just got him out and what does he do. Little naked jaybird runs just as fast as he can into my bedroom and right on over to the phone. He's got a call to make, and he can't possibly wait until he is dressed.


Ughhhh...mom found me.


Mom is trying to round him back over to the bathroom, however he needs to stop and get a good look at this box first.


Diaper's on...somehow, even with all the twisting


and turning.


Pleassseee...this is pure torture, let me go.


Hah, snuck away again...my t-shirt is now on, but who cares I will try and hop back in.


Just keep kickin', make this as long and hard as I possibly can.


What, you can't do these buttons up with me flailing about.


I'm outta here...whether you are done or not.


Free at last, see mom this was all I wanted.

First Primary talk...

Carson got to give his first little talk in Primary today. It felt weird. I remember doing this when I was little, sometimes I can't believe that I am the mom standing behind him whispering in his ear what to say. How did this happen, when did I get this old?? I felt very mommish today, if that makes sense. You know how certain events or things you do for your kids just make you really feel like a mom. This was one of those moments.

Anyways...he was pretty stinkin cute up there if I do say so myself. He was one excited little boy, couldn't wait to get up there with his pictures and talk in that microphone. His little voice sounded so dang cute. I was proud. Crazy how this kid does that to me. I know I have said it before, but he really is one heck of a good kid. I don't know how I got so lucky, he is honestly one in a million. Many thanks to his dad, cause that side of him sure didn't come from me. Just looking at him, makes my heart beat a little bit faster. I sure do love him.




Let me explain this picture...just a little side note that I need to write down so I never forget that moment. We got home from church in our usual chaotic state. Carson perfect angel through the three hour block, Lincoln not so much. Anyways, I was running around the house trying to clean up the tornado I had left this morning. All the sudden Thiago called me into the family room. Carson had all his little pictures spread out on the floor, except for this one. He just sat there, holding it in his little hands and staring. Me and Thiago just watched him, trying to figure out the best way to handle this moment. Carson noticed us there, and turned and said in a quiet little voice...."what did they do to Jesus".

I was speechless. I know he has seen pictures, and heard refrence to it all but he has never really stopped and pondered it. My heart started beating just a little bit faster, I looked at Thiago and we both kinda had tears in our eyes trying to figure out how to explain it in simple yet honest terms to our four year old. We told him in the best way we could. He sat there and listened just as quiet and reverent like as can be, and then repeated "why would they do that to my Jesus". My Jesus. Oh, man I cry typing it. Four years old, and he understands the importance of his Jesus. His quiet, revrent attitude towards it all showed me that he not only understood but it made him sad. Children, their little spirits never cease to amaze me. How close to the veil they really are, we all could learn so much through them. I sat through three hours of church today, it was ward confrence so the meetings and the messages were excellent. However, the lesson I will remember the most from this day was taught to me by my own child. My little boy understood that Jesus Christ...is his very own Jesus. There for him every day of his life, he knows this. He has never met him, he has only seen pictures and heard stories. Doesn't matter, his heart told him that this man is special, he deserves our respect and our obedience. And that he is there for each of us if we just turn to him. Thanks my sweet boy, never lose that. Always keep that little testimony strong and remember who you are and where you come from.

Strep Throat...

Can I just say how sick I am of our family being sick. Honestly, we have never had a winter quite like this one. Between me, Carson, and Lincoln we are just passing sicknesses back and forth. I don't know why Thiago has lucked out so far, maybe it has something to do with the airborn express he drinks every single night. He swears by that stuff....maybe he's right though.

Poor Carson though, this is about as bad as it gets. He started running a fever yesterday out of no where. He was fine one minute and the next he was whiney, tired and a little lethargic. I thought oh no, here we go again. Within a couple of hours he was on fire. I had never felt someone so hot..104. was his final temprature (and that is with Tylenol in his system). I started freaking as I always do. Called Wee-care, cause it was evening and took him in. Sure enough, strep throat.

So this has been him for the last 24 hours. Laying around, all cuddled up with his blankets, watching movie after movie. He is such a good little patient. Never even fusses....as long as I keep the alligator (gatorade) coming. For some reason he calls it alligator. He has now had a couple doses of the amoxicillin and motrin in him, and he is starting to feel better. Hopefully, he has a speedy recovery and the rest of us don't get it.

L-O-V-E...spells Love!

It was a perfectly, lovely Valentines weekend in our home. Hope you all had the same. Here is a cute picture of my lil' heartbreakers before church. New sweaters calls for a picture, right??


We tried something new this year. My sweetest friend ever had the best idea. Every year her and her husband and kids just stay home together and order take out from Olive Garden. I loved this idea, you don't have to fight the crowds, no worries about getting a babysitter, and best of all I had a gift card so it was FREE!


Poor Ash was husbandless for the weekend, so we invited her and the kids to join us. I have a very thoughtful husband and he never minds about things like that. So it was me and Theo and our little Ash!


Yummy Olive Garden. You just can't go wrong.


Here are my 3 boys Valentines...


And mine...I am a spoiled little girl. More flowers.


I got the boys new books for their little gifts. They absolutely didn't need any more toys and we still have candy left over for Christmas. So books sounded like a good idea.


Cars is a little book worm lately, so he was pretty excited.


And bujaou loved the touch and feel books we got him.


Me and my main Valentine...I am so pleased with Thiago's green shirt he chose. It really brings out those Valentine colors. He told me to drop dead when I asked him to wear something else.



Hope you all had a great day of love...keep it going throughout the rest of the month!

Prepped for Valentines...

Loving all that red and pink I see everywhere. After Christmas, I would have to say Valentines is probably my favorite holiday. Man alive...I love those colors. How can you not see the pink and red, hearts, candy, flowers and not just feel HAPPY!! I love it. I love walking into my kitchen these days, it is looking oh so festive and awfully ready for that special day of love. We have been having some fun around here, getting ready for it. First off, some little bird dropped us by this little gift. Our doorbell rang, we opened it and found this little gift. Carson says and I quote "Oh my, this is wonderful...who would do this for us". I don't know Carsy-boy, but I think Grandma Tereasa should be our number one suspect...after all she sure does love us.


Next up...getting those valentines picked out and ready for friends. Oh how I used to LOVE this. We made Carson practice writing his own name on each one, by the end he was not having fun anymore. Why do I get the feeling that getting this kid to do homework in the future is going to be challenging.


He did enjoy seeing them all together and putting them in his bag for the next day.


Off to school for a little party...


Checking out his stash once he got home (with a mouthful of oranges.)


Cousin Valentine fun at Ashley's.




Making our own Valentines for grandmas and dads.


Wait, somebody forgot to participate.


Sugar cookies...YUMMM!!




He sure as heck was willing to participate in that. Haha!!

Happy Valentines everyone!!


Hey, question for you all. I have got a bright red spot in the white area of one of my eyes. I recently had a cold, and this little thing showed up. What is it. Its not pink eye, cause it is just one little dot and doesn't hurt. Anyone ever had this. I think it is just a blood vessel or somthing that has burst, but I am wondering if anyone else has any ideas. How long will it be there, and do I need to see the eye doctor....let me know if you have any ideas. It bugs!!

Carson's prayers...

I love this kid and I absolutely love this age. I swear all I do is laugh at him all day long. I love to see the way their little minds work and the things he comes up with. He absolutely loves saying his prayers. Every meal and every family prayer he just begs and pleads for us to let it be his turn. I think it is important that he hear me and Thiago pray as well so we usually end up having two prayers. One from him, and the other from whoever's turn it is. He isn't quite to the point where he can say it himself, he still likes our help. However, we laugh cause he will copy what we say but throw in a little twist.

Example:

This is how we say it

Dear Heavenly Father
Thank-you for this day
Thank-you for my mom and dad and little brother.
Thank-you for my home.
Thank-you for my primary teacher and my preschool.
Please bless me to be strong and healthy.
Please bless my family, that we can all be happy.
Please bless that I get a good nights rest.
In the name of Jesus Christ....Amen.


This is how Carson says it

Dear Heavenly Father
Thank-you for this day, and all my toys that I could play.
Thank-you for my mommy and my daddy and my baby brother Lincoln Bejoano.
Thank-you for our new home and we love it.
Thank-you for my primary teacher and my school and Miss Sarah.
Please bless me to be strong and healthy.
Please bless my family....and Lancey, and Brevy, and Jenny, and Vovo, and Grandma...and the list goes on and on.
Please bless that I get a good nights rest, with no bad dreams.
In the name of Jesus Christ...Amen.

So stinkin cute...I know someday I will look back on that simple little prayer and want my little 4 year old back. Love you Carson, thanks for your sweet spirit and your child like faith.

Chuck-E-Cheese

Since we have had so many birthdays going on lately, my dad decided to take all the kids out to Chuck-E-Cheese the other night to celebrate. Definitely not my number one choice of a good time, but what do you do. 6 little kids think it is about the greatest place on earth. Whats not to love....the nasty pizza, germy toys and games, all the white trash people that are there. Makes for a lovely environment. However if you can't tell from their faces....these kids had a dang good time, and I thought it was pretty dang sweet of my dad to think of such a fun idea.


Carson hopped around from one game to the next with his dad, trying to collect as many tickets as they could. Theo does pretty well at these stupid games and they ended up with a pretty big stack of tickets.


Picking out their prizes.


Carson was way to busy to stop and eat pizza. However he did stuff his face with all the icing on this little cake. Yum, and I am an awesome mom for letting him go to town.


Oh, Lincoln. This kid cruised around the joint like it was nobody's business. Pretty much loved everything about this place. Check out that grin.




I wish I had gotten a picture of Lincoln walking back and forth on this ski ball thing. He would carry the little ball all the way to the top and just toss it in there. Not exactly the way you are supposed to play, and trust me I was getting some weird looks. Bug off people, like you have never broken the rules of ski ball before.



Just had to throw these pictures in. Lincoln spilled juice all down his T-shirt and pajama top the other day. I wasn't quite ready to bath him so I just took off his tops and left him in his pants and diaper . He thought he was pretty cool. He kept wandering the house, rubbing his little belly and laughing. Carson and I were just cracking up. What a sight...my skinny little nothin, with his diaper hanging out. Haha...good times.