Update on mY Kidos

Ok, So I was reading in a notebook all of the silly things that Aysia said. How quickly I have forgotten the vocabulary of a 2 year old. Hosh, for Horse, Ewett for Eric, shaysha for Aysia, Tywer is Tyler, When a Diesel would drive by, she would hold up her tiny little arm and while tugging it up and down yell "Toot Toot" She was so tiny sitting on the curb, the truck drivers hardly ever noticed the little red head trying desperately to get sound to come out of the trucks passing by. When she suceeded it was like she was given a million dollars. So excited she would run in and tell me all about the driver tooting his horn. dwriver toot twuck. Or something like that, see I already can't quite remember. I am trying desperately to remember some of the silly things that Tyler would say, I know christmas was Chris Chris, and Santa Clause was Ca Clause. Hamburger is still to this day, Hangaber, One morning Travis had let me sleep in, as I lay in bed and I tried desperately to stay asleep. But, how could I when listening to an arguement Travis and Tyler were having, and me, being the mom knew exactly what Ty Ty wanted but didn't want to give up my morning to get to stay in bed. Here is how it went, Ty what kind of Cereal do you want? Fapin Frunch. What? Fapin Frunch. What? FAPIN FRUNCH! Oh, Captin Crunch? Yah. Ok. Tyler stick out his hand in a fist and says, "I want it like this", "like what", travis Replys. "Like this!" yells tyler with his hand still in a fist. After a minute of this, Travis comes in and says, he wants Fapin Frunch like this,(his hands in a fist) What does that mean?! He want Captin Crunch in a cup. When his hand is in a Fist that means cup, When his hand is face up in cuping shape that is a bowl. Don't confuse them. geece dad. Get it right. Peyten, today, January 29th. Is army crawling. I watched Nicoles little guy Ethan and Peyt watched him and figured it out. So I have lost him in the living room a couple of time already today. Peyten weighs about 13 pounds I think, which reminds me it is Immunization Time. Sad huh! He can scream now. He does it to be as loud as the other kids, grabby grabby. And he often yells BOP, Dat. And, there is a lot of Da Da Da's. And of course he really loves his daddy. And so do I. Really you can't blaim Peyt for loving him. He is such a good daddy, and he takes really good care of his mommy. He helped clean up the kitchen, bathed the kids, got them to bed. I never have to ask, people are so amazed that we never fight, Truely, we don't. But, Travis has caught on to the wife of the house, He Helps. A lot. He is here. I love him being here. I couldn't have asked for a better spouse. He helps me so very much and that is the best way to show a wife you love her. By, taking some of the burdens that lye on her shoulders and putting them on his. (Not, that my kids are burdens, but there is just so much that is going on all the time) So, after this long post I can say, I am so happy, I love life, I love my Family, I love my husband, I love my Heavenly Father, I love my Parents, I love my calling in the church and at home as wife and mother. I love my kids calling me mother, because that is a sacred calling. I love going to the temple, I love that I can grow from my trials, I love that we have a prophet, I love my Brothers, I love my Neighbors, I love my friends, I love my friends kids because they are who will help shape the lives of my kids, I love the people I see at the store, I love the people I meet taking pictures, I love art, I love my talents, I love my country, I love the area I live in, I love my ward family, I love the fall time, I love the summer, I love new snow, I could go on and on and on. But, I am finally tired now. I had better go to bed! I love all of you and I thank you all for being in my life. love, brookie