Our Camera has officially gone ku-putts   :(  So we are in the process of camera selecting, so if anyone has any good suggestions of ones they love I am very open to hearing them.  Katie, Matt said you have a pretty nice one... what kind is it? SO until we get a new one we're having to live with the fuzzy phone pictures. But least we have those....

 Heath just loves to help me with the laundry because it means bow and arrows. He puts several in his shirt and then shoots another. Such an active imagination.

 Heath is very into gender lately. He says: "Heath's a boy.  Mommy's a girl. Julia's a girl. Daddy's a boy. If you ask him if Houston's a boy he says, "No, Houston's a baby."

 The other day Houston was playing and very cautiously stood up in the middle of the living room. He looked around with a very concerned look on his face, then very slowly lowered himself back down.

He walks along the couch back and forth, and back and forth holding onto it all the time.

 He has a very active tongue. He can contort it into all kinds of shapes and positions. Especially when he's thinking and playing. It's a crazy tongue.

 He loves to suck on my face lately. I don't know if he thinks he's giving kisses, but almost every time I pick him up he sucks on my face a few times, just for a second. One of these days he's going to give me a hickey...

 He is a professional lip buzzer. He does it almost constantly when he's crawling around playing. Funny thing though, Heath can't do it. When he tries he just blows air.

 Heath loves to pretend Houston is his baby horsie. He follows him around and pets him and feeds him toys and tries to ride him. I'm trying to make him understand that you don't actually ride baby horsies.

 Houston is becoming a really good sleeper. He has started sleeping completely through the night. He used to get up at 1am and 6am every day almost on the dot. I would just nurse him and he'd go right back to sleep, but sleeping through the whole night without any interruptions has been so so pleasant.

 For a while there Heath was getting pretty challenging, just crazy and really sassy. Lately though he has been so wonderful. Just a happy kid. He comes up to me several times a day with his arms outstretched and says I love you mommy. He loves to help me and is so kind with Houston. Maybe it's because we haven't been traveling around like we were, but whatever it is, it's sure nice!

Let the packing begin!

While the Mommy's sick, the cousins will come play!

 She was such a sweet baby! Although it was definitely a different experience having two babies.

Heath and "Duda" played so well together. They are such good friends.

 I'm really sad that we're going to leave them soon. Heath sure loves "Duda"

 After she went back home Heath could count to 10 on his own and knew several of his colours.  She has been such a good influence on him!

 She's so fearless.

 Duda's flower to make her mom better, and Heath's sword.

They're sure cute!

Heath was riding his rocking horse in the living room one evening. He asked his horse, "You hungry horsie?" then went strait outside (it was a nice evening so we had the front door open) and grabbed a big handful of grass to bring in and set in front of his horse. He was very proud of himself. 

We have a cherry tree out in front of our house.  The cherries aren't quite ripe yet, but Heath has eaten pretty much all of the ones within his reach. So there is a little ring around the tree that is bare.

The other day Houston was taking a nap, all of a sudden I heard a man's voice talking on the baby monitor. I went into his room and he had woken up and pulled the weather radio off our night stand and into his crib with him and was enjoying pushing all the buttons. Man was he sad when I took it away. 

We were driving in the car and Heath said, "Cegan, look horsies!" It was the first time he's ever said my name, and it was really weird to hear him say it. I asked him who Cegan was and he answered with, "Mommy, look horsies!" I guess that was enough for him because I haven't heard him say it since.

Houston has started standing up to things. Heath was such a cautious baby, but not Houston. He is fearless. He'll just let go and go flopping backwards or try to reach for something way too far and crash.  Needless to say he's a bit more of a challenge to watch during the day, and may have a few more bruises then normal. 

Heath and Houston love to rub heads.  They will sit close and put foreheads together and slowly shake their heads back and forth and back and forth, then pull apart and laugh, then do it again.

Heath loves to find as many cups as he can find at Grandma's house and fill them up on her fridge, then pass them out to whomever is willing to drink from them; Uncle John, Uncle Jim, Daddy, Grandpa, Mommy, Aunt Kayla, Uncle Dallin, Uncle Sterling. It's pretty cute to watch.

One morning last week Houston woke up and had a totally different personality. He's been irritable, cranky, hasn't been sleeping much at all,(especially at night, sad day for mommy) and loves to just out of no where scream bloody murder repetitively! His first tooth broke through yesterday, and let me tell you today he's like a totally new baby, back to his good old self! Its so nice to have him back! Hopefully all his teeth aren't this way.

Heath was playing with his toy phone:

"Hi Daddy... at work... Daddy go home.... Heath's house....mmmhuh.... Daddy make pancakes.....and applesauce.... mmmhuh.... otay....... bye"

Almost every Sunday Matt makes German Pancakes for breakfast and we put applesauce on top. I guess Heath was having a craving.

Houston absolutely loves Heath, he watches him and chases him and laughs at him all the time. Heath absolutely loves Houston, his new favorite thing is to lay next to Houston on  the ground and burrow and roll into him. It doesn't look comfortable, but they both always laugh and laugh.

Heath hasn't been taking naps for the past month or so, but the last week he has. It's been so nice to have those couple hours to get things done again.

Houston's favorite activity during the day is crawling. He just crawls from the gate in the kitchen doorway to Heaths room over and over. He'll get to one end and sit for a few seconds looking around, then take off for the other and do the same thing there. 

Heath loves all things weapon these days. Every toy he finds is in some way or another a bow or arrow, a sward, or a gun. He loves to stand at the window in the living room and shoot the "mywoodies" coyotes that apparently are allover outside our house.  

We had one chicken left, but this weekend Matt decided it was time for it to go to chicken heaven because it was looking really sickly and had a nasty bum. It was pretty old and didn't lay anymore anyways. So he very discretely went out with his gun and took care of it, then burnt it along with our trash. When Heath went outside with him later that afternoon he said, "Daddy where's my chicken?" "Daddy shoot my chicken?" Now keep in mind we haven't talked about this at all, and I'm pretty sure he didn't see any happenings about it. It really caught Matt off guard. He just said yep, and that was that. When they came inside Heath kept telling me very matter of factly, "daddy shoot my chicken." "My chicken a mess" "My chicken gone" We were so impressed with his detective skills.

Now that its so hot we have our air conditioning running. Houston's favorite place to be is right on top of the vent while it's running. If it kicks on and he's across the room he will usually crawl as fast as he can to get  there, then just let it blast his face, hair a'flying and everything.

For Mother's Day I got kisses and hugs all day from Heath, and a glorious, wonderful, long Sunday nap while Matt watched the boys. It was the best present ever!

Oh what fun was had!

  Memphis & Houston

Hank Wyatt & Heath

Why are we celebrating you might ask?

St. Louis here we come!

Matt had an interview out in Oregon, which was only about an hour or so from his sister's place. So the boys and I picked him up from work on Wednesday and booked it up to Kansas City to get him to the airport on time. We gave our kisses and bid him farewell for the next 5 days. (if you want to see his adventure click here) My dear friend Brittlee lives there in KC so we stayed with her and her family that night and had such a fun time catching up and watching the kiddo's play together.  Heath thought it was super cool that their little girl was named after Robbin Hood! (her name is Aubryn, but Heath was just sure it was Robbin)

 That night Houston started running a fever (102ish) and didn't sleep very well. The next day we had planned to go to the temple open house then drive to my parents house to baby sit Uncle Dallin while my parents were in Iowa. Figuring it was just an ear infection (he'd been pulling at his ears a lot the last week) we went ahead with our plans. (along with some help from Tylenol)

I had been preparing Heath for quite a while to visit the temple.  We've been talking about it a lot, looking at pictures, and reading stories.   He got pretty excited when he could see Angel Moroni as we got closer. Maybe he won't remember any of it, but I know I can remember glimpses of that age, so hopefully something will stick with him. If not anything else just the way he felt there.

Heaths favorite parts about the temple were "Captain Mo-ni" on the top,

(He's Heaths favorite character when we read his scripture readers. According to  him in one of the pictures Captain Moroni has cool "cowboy boots" on.)

the Oxen around the baptismal font,

  and the chandeliers in the Celestial room.

He just kept whispering over and over, "Mommy! hanging lights pretty, lights hanging pretty!" 

 It was a pretty special feeling having my two boys there with me. It's hard to put into words the joy one feels there.

 After our visit, we left for my parents house. By this time Houston was getting pretty cranky and irritated.  What should have been an easy 2.5 - 3hour drive took us 5. It was hard, but we did have some enjoyable moments along the way. :) When we got there we checked in with Uncle Dallin and went to take Houston to Urgent Care. That was probably the most pleasant Dr visit I've ever been on. The clinic was run really well and all the staff members were so kind. They said Houston had an ear and respiratory infection and gave us a prescription for amoxicillin. That night was hard, Houston hardly slept.

The next day Houston's fever was gone but he was still pretty irritable.

 Heath had a wonderful time playing with his Uncle Dallin. Houston was super needy so it was nice to have help. That night Heath and Houston both went to sleep about 8:30 but then Heath woke up at 11 crying that his legs hurt.  He sometimes will get growing pains behind his knees at night. Usually if it's really bad I can just give him some Tylenol and he'll finally go to sleep, but he was up crying past 3am. Around 2 he was so hysterical he was crying "Mommy! I want my Mommy!" and I kept saying "Heath I'm right here, I'm holding you...." It was no fun at all. So night # 3 with very little sleep. The next morning (Sunday) Houston woke up with a faint rash covering his abdomen.

 

As the morning went on it just exploded all over his little body.  I called his Dr office and they said I needed to take him back in to urgent care.  Houston had an allergic reaction to the Amoxicillin, so they switched his prescription and sent us home.  

 We took a walk with Dama, since outside was one of the only times Houston was truly happy, and found this nest of super cute baby bunnies!

 Heath really enjoyed talking to them in his high pitch voice, since after all they were babies.

 Our poor little Houston. He was pretty miserable.

 That night went pretty well, and the next morning Houston seemed to be back to his happy self! Rash and grouch both gone, Hurray!

Grandpa came home for lunch and treated us to some tasty burgers and the play place.

Heath was too scared to go in alone, so I braved the tubes with him while grandpa hung out with Houston. One forgets how stinkie those things are.

Then we packed everything up (which took so much longer than normal) and headed off for KC to get Daddy! This trip went so much better!  We got there in plenty of time so went back to Brittlee's to play while we waited for his flight to come in.   Let me tell you it was so nice to get a big smile and huge hug when I saw Matt! While I was getting into the passenger seat a nice lady said to me in her sweet British accent, "You two have such a lovely family." It was awful nice to hear.  Since it was just past 11:30 and the boys were asleep we just took off driving and talking about our adventures. About 2am though we couldn't stand it much longer and stopped to fill our tummies at a Taco Bell we saw open. Heath woke up and just started saying, "My Daddy! Hi Daddy! Hi Daddy! Hi Daddy!" with the cutest smile you've ever seen. Houston saw Matt and kept his head turned almost all the way around staring at him for almost an hour. They sure missed their Daddy! We made it home in one piece and all just crashed.  Poor Matt had to get up and go to work the next morning, but I think he's caught up on the sleep by now. : ) It was sure fun to go on our adventures, but it was also sure nice to get back to normal life all together again.