From birthdays to tea parties

Uploading these random pictures from my phone made me smile. I'm such a lucky Momma. I love my little boys so much and am so grateful I get to be home with them every day. Moments during the day I'll often feel stressed, rushed, overwhelmed, or even annoyed, but at the end of the day I can never deny that I have an ideal life. I have the most amazing husband, two healthy, cute boys, the gospel and my health. I am so grateful! I don't know why I felt the need to say all that, except that my heart is happy and I wanted to acknowledge why. :)

So it was my mother's birthday last week, and then Christopher's and my dad's two days later. Party at the Lindblom house... and in Salt Lake. :)  

Spring has sprung (hallelujah!!!) and with it has come some creepy crawlers. I walked into our bathroom one night to this scene. It's just an air soft gun, but I had to laugh. The dang spider was too high to reach I guess! {Creative thinking outside the box}? Or {white trash pest control}? You decide. :)

Here was another moment that I sat back and decided that being a stay at home mom definitely has its perks. We were at Big Bounce and splurged on lunch so we could get to preschool on time. A slush puppy and nachos with my two favorite kids was a fine way to spend an afternoon. 

 Collin is fascinated by the "do not" signs on all the toys. He's constantly reviewing the pictures and telling me what is and is not allowed. "Mom, no shoes, gum, tall people.... " He doesn't always understand what they really mean.

It's not unusual for me to lie on the couch, then eventually by joined by these two snugglers. One time, my phone just happened to be nearby to snag a picture. It's hard not to feel loved when you have two pint sized fans. 

Weston and I got our teeth cleaned last week. I had a cavity. This dentist of mine is winning no brownie points, I tell ya! :)

I went first and Weston was SO concerned. He stood next to the chair the entire time and held my hand, watching with almost parental care. 

He was a champ when it was his turn!

 Aww, melts my heart!

This happens to be Rusty's shirt and pants, so I did a side comb over to complete the ensemble! Now I need a side by side shot with him and his cousin!

Weston was mighty hungry one afternoon when I turned around to see this:

I'm afraid I mislead some on Instagram. He did drink the "leftover" juice, but what I meant by "leftover" was that I had already drained it and so he got maybe a teaspoon or two at the end. Not so bad, right? Ew, it's still gross though, haha!

Sleeping like his mother.

More snuggles on the couch.

Painting the tub with bath paints... not poop. :)

Left to their own for 10 min., I reentered the bathroom to gleeful cries of, "Look, Mom! Our bum prints!!"

Ah, yes. So proud. My own little Picassos.

Trav walked in the door from work one day to this...

So I had to do a reenactment the next day. :)

Last year's slip 'n slide was still crumpled in the corner of the yard, covered in a winter's dirt and debris. Collin noticed it and decided that 69 degrees was perfect weather for a slide. It was shady and COLD, but he insisted. He did a really good job pretending like he wasn't freezing too. He almost had me convinced as he shook and screamed in the hose water, that he was having a good time. In truth, I think he actually was!

Last Friday we had ourselves a date night to go see Jurassic Park in 3D. It was the day after it came out, so I bought the tickets the day before and we arrived 40 min. early to get our seats. There was one other person in the theater when we walked in! Apparently the real hype was to go see Evil Dead. Ugh. 

It's the 20 year anniversary of Jurassic Park, which made me feel fairly old. I still vividly remember what a big deal it was the first time around and how exciting it was to see it in the theater!

Last weekend was conference, which is kind of a bummer when you don't live near family and all the get togethers inherent with such a weekend. So instead, we visited the park during the Saturday sessions. Turns out, there was a group of Medieval enthusiasts practicing sword fighting in the field. Armor and all. Collin was pumped! It's kind of hysterical to see the envy and admiration of a child over something that his parents mock and/or find strange at best. But of course we went over to let them watch. They were very nice and pulled out two, kid sized "swords" for them to hold. Oh my. Now we're encouraging this behavior. :)

To ease our lonely woes, I made cinnamon rolls for Sunday morning breakfast. This may need to become a tradition! They were divine, if I do say so myself.

On Monday, we tried to go to the gym in the morning, but the Kids Care was full. Bummer! First time that's ever happened. So instead we went on a "hike" in the desert in our neighborhood. Collin is a little mountain goat and revels in the dirt and "mountains". Weston whined "hold me" about 300 times.

The wind picked up and it got fairly chilly so they wanted hot chocolate when we got home. Then Collin one upped himself, and suggested a "tea" party. Man, I must have been feeling generous that day! So out came the tea cup and paraphernalia. Then Collin remembered all the way from last summer that we had dressed up by putting on "pretty" shoes... aka, my high heels. So he was off to our closet again with Weston in tow. This time, however, I overheard him telling Weston, "We need to pick BOY shoes. Cuz we're BOYS." Haha, looks like Dad is getting through to him after all. :) So out they clunked in Dad's shoes.

3D glasses plus remnants from the winter clothes box turned this two into the cutest hipsters I've ever seen! They did it all to themselves. We just gave Weston a hand with the scarf tying.

Sweet boy. I was lying down, when he came to join me. It was only 12pm, but the next time I checked he was snoozing. Lucky for him, I caught him an hour later before he rolled off the bed!

At the end of last month, they had their Well Child Exams at the doctor's office. Weston weighed in at 24lbs, which makes him 5% for weight. The doctor seemed pretty excited. I guess he was off the chart before. He's 25% for height.

Collin was 34lbs which is 25% and he is 50% for height. 

Weston got two shots and cried, but got over it. Collin got one and was still crying as we walked out to the car. Later that day he was still telling me his leg hurt. Which is funny because Weston will bump his arm and cry for a band aid. He's not too tough. Maybe the fact that he got his band aid pronto, was what made the difference.