Father's Day is so close

Unfortunately, ours was kind of celebrated early. I wanted Kiana to help pick out the gifts, and I had some good ideas. We ran a few errands and then went to go get the Dad's day gift. I explained the importance of Father's Day, that it is Dad's special day, we think of him, and show him how much we love him. We also talked about how it was on Sunday after we went to church. That, of course, went over the 3 (almost 4) year olds head.
Whether it was the lack of desire to take her nap, or whether she was truely hurt, I will never know. We got home, layed Maile down and then Kiana. I always stay close unless she gets up. All of a sudden I hear Kiana's door open, running down the hall, and then Daddy's door open.
Yelling, which is normal, I tell Kiana to get back in bed. Innocently and with tear filled eyes, she exclaims, "But I didn't get to tell Dad Happy Birthday." Me, "Kiana, remember it's not Daddy's birthday, but soon it will be Father's Day and you can give him his presents."
"No, It's his birthday and I didn't tell him Happy Birthday!"
By this time Daddy was awake. Kiana ran over to him, hugged him and said, "Happy Birthday Daddy, I Love you!"
Needless to say, Daddy got his presents early. Hopefully he can put a new tool belt and bag to good use on our basement!!! (I put Father's Day to good use with double meaning, here's your present, now get to work!)

Tuckered Out

Right now we are between building two basements, my fathers and ours. When we go to my Dad's, we all go, and it takes an hour to get home. The girls were so tuckered out last night, I don't think we made it out of the culta-sac before they were asleep.

It sure was nice and quiet when we got home...I got to have alone time with my book!

YIKES!

I'm a terrible mom and an even worse dental assistant. We made our bi-yearly trip to the dentist last week. Kiana didn't fare well. She has 4 (yes 4!!!) unwelcome guests. I have been so nervous. Kiana is so close to 4, but still only 3. I have worked on plenty of 3 year olds to know that fillings and 3 year olds don't get along. We have talked about it all week, and I am surprised to say, SHE DID EXCEPTIONALLY WELL! I didn't want it to be a bad experience, and I didn't want to have to go somewhere else where they'd put her under or for my office to think poorly of my mothering skills (not being able to calm her down), so you can imagine my relief (Kiana not being the calmest child in the world...haha...understatement).

Here's Kiana in her elephant nose:

And here she is just sitting back all cool, relaxing and watching Mickey Mouse.

She was pretty numb after and kept biting her cheek, now she has kangaroos (aka cankers). She looked so cute with only half her face smiling and talking, I had to get a picture of that too!

An Amazing Man

My grandpa, Don C. Lewis, passed away this morning. Though he was my step-grandfather, he never treated us differently. He and Grandma Lewis have always been so good to us, and shared their love with everyone. Grandpa had 6 children, with one passing away as a baby. His wife passed away quite young(before any of us grandchildren were born), and soon after he married my Grandma Lewis. They were so good together, helping to take care of each others families, and just enjoyed the rest of life together. We love them so much and are greatful for their love and thoughtfulness. Grandpa was such an example of the gospel, lived it well and shared his testimony. He has had Parkinson's Disease for many years and it has taken a lot out of him, grandma standing by and helping the whole way. He still was always quick with a witty comment, one of the funniest men I know. No wonder where my step-father got it. We love and will miss him always, but for sure he is in a happier place, one where his body will work as well as his mind.This is Grandpa and Grandma with Kiana when she was born.

Us visiting Grandpa at the nursing home.

Thank you for sharing your life with us, we love you!

Let the Summer Games Begin...

It's a competition, me versus the kids...

First Event: Trying to Keep them in the house (I swear I lock every door). With or without clothes is the question.

Second Event: Not breaking a bone. This is a hard one with our new toy that was handed down. I can't keep Kiana off it.

Third Event: Walking, Falls, Tumbles, and Bruises

At least this shiner took place at church, I have witnesses.

Fourth Event: Tupperware and Food Toss (I can't keep anything clean with these munchkins)

With all these hurdles, I just might lose my sanity, but we sure are having fun!!!!

Who do you think will win?!?