browntown photo shoot

my excuse for not blogging very much lately is that i detest using our laptop. it is in it's dying days and is as slow as could be. i find myself getting very irritated every time i use it. and let's be honest, i don't need anything else irritating me these days. :)
our friend amber kindly took a few (and by a few i mean 500) pictures of our little family on memorial day. thanks amber. here are a couple, and i will post more of the boys later. maybe on a day where i'm feeling very patient.

baby envy

is't it usually the younger brother that wants to do everything his older brother does? well, not in our case. jayden wants to swing in the baby swing, be pushed in the stroller, get inside the excersaucer, and most recently be carried in the baby bjorn. you should see the looks we get when we go on walks in our neighborhood. i guess people think its odd to see a kid who can say hi and tell them how old he is being carried in a baby sling. well, we think its funny.

a day in the life

let me give you a little glimpse of a day in the life of owen.

now owen has an older brother that loves him so much. so much that he has to be touching, patting, kissing, hugging, bouncing, loving, talking to, reading to, and pretty much smothering owen every second of the day.

owen is VERY patient and usually takes it very well, but there are times when it all becomes a little too much.

sometimes he just thinks, "why me?"

but then he remembers that he is already half the weight of his older brother, and will most likely be much bigger than him one day. meaning, that he will be able to retaliate.

it probably doesn't help that owen's mommy and daddy smother him just as much.

the only place he can be at peace is in his crib; away from it all. and where his older brother cannot reach him.

he puts up with a lot in a day. but he hardly ever cries, and even though the pictures don't show it, you can quite often catch him smiling.

a hair cut, mother's day, and a super cute baby

so much has happened since i blogged last that i don't know where to start, but i also don't want to write a novel, so i'll try to be brief.

up first, a hair cut. we gave j-dogg his very first (and very much needed) hair cut. after watching his hair always fall in his eyes, and always looking wind blown, and even finding gum in his hair, i finally decided that it was time. even though i was the one that initiated the hair cut, i still got emotional. nerdy, i know, but he looked SO much older the instant the hair fell to the ground. we put him in his high chair, put on the bee movie, and gave him a yogurt and he held still for almost the whole time. quinn insisted on cutting his hair, and with sherstine on call, he did a great job. he looks like such a big boy.

up next, mother's day. quinn gave me the best mother's day i've ever had. well, i guess i've only had 3, but this one was by far the best! i woke up to quinn holding a present out to me. it happened to be the first of 21 presents! the first was my favorite trail mix that had a clue on it to where the next present would be. this went on for almost all the presents (which consisted mostly of my favorite candies and cereals), until one clue lead me to the oven where i found a pizza stone. i assumed that was my big present bacause i had been wanting one, until i found inside another clue. it lead me to the back bedroom where i found quinn holding an adorable box and inside was a shiny new itouch! i always told quinn that i wanted an iphone and i would just hold out until we could afford the extra monthly payment, but i found myself drooling over his itouch all the time. now quinn is drooling over mine because its a newer generation.

after a huge lavish breakfast made by my man, we headed off to church. my only complaint this mother's day is that i had to give a talk. i know. who asks a mom to give a talk on mom's day?! and the topic wasn't even on mother's! after church quinn cleaned the house while letting me take a nap (the second best present next to the touch). the tafoya's came over for dinner and the boys made us dinner while shanah and i realaxed and talked. thanks q baby for such a wonderful day.

and last but definitely not least, a super cute baby.

3 years and counting

on this day 3 years ago i married the man of my dreams. i remember the day we were set up. my sister, hilary, said that she received revelation and that i needed to go out with this guy named quinn. after i got back from my mission i was constantly set up and finally vowed to never go on a blind date again, but seeing how hilary said that right after coming out of the temple i thought it must be true, (and for the fact that she has impeccable taste and is....well...perfect). that night quinn and i went on our first date. i can honestly remember the instant i laid eyes on him for the first time. not only was i floored by his gorgeousness, but i had never met a guy like him before. his smile lit up the room and he seemed genuinely happy to see me, even though he didn't know me. i remember acting like i had to get something out of my car just so that i could hurry and call hilary. pretty much the phone call went something like this, "hilary, he's so hot! k. gotta go." he was in boise just for the weekend to watch his little brother and sister while his parents went on a cruise, so he brought his siblings on our first date. and the way he treated them sealed the deal for me. he was the one. it really was love at first sight.

i can't believe it has only been three years! it feels like we have been married forever. (in a good way, of course). i feel like i've known him my whole life, and even before that. he makes me breakfast on saturday mornings. he is working his butt off in school for me right now. he is the best dad in the world. and he always lets me be right. i love you babe. remember....you promised that we'd die at the same time like on the notebook.

for hilary

my sister hilary got mad at me (yelling and screaming and even cursing) for not putting any pictures of owen on the blog. just kidding, she actually just mentioned that i finally posted a picture of owen and he has big glasses covering half his face. so this post is for hilary, who i've actually never heard yell or scream....but have heard curse. ;) if you've ever met her you'd know she's pretty much perfect. and if you've seen her in the last 6 months then i'm jealous because it has been that long since i've seen her.

with buddy baby liam

the classic daddy/baby sleeping picture. awwwwww.

me in my robe looking less than desirable but baby owen looking adorable smiling in his sleep.

jayden likes owen a little too much. he hugs and kisses and smothers the poor baby to death. but the cutest thing is when he talks baby talk to him in his jibberish and tells him all about his day. i think they'll be good buds.....fingers crossed.

owen is a perfect baby (obviosly taking after his aunt hilary) and i take back what i said about only loving every other minute, because i really do love and cherish every second i get to spend with this little angel....even if it is at 2:00 in the morning.

addict

i think our kid might have a minor addiction. he only gets the binkie at nighttime, but recently he has been wanting it more often, and since we don't give it to him i think his desire for it grows. i guess that is what we get for not taking it away earlier. here is what i found when i went in his room this morning. two binkies at once. one is just not enough. yeah, he's pretty hardcore. sorry j dogg, i think it's time.

i thought it was pretty funny so i took a bunch of pictures. sorry for the overload.

owen doesn't have an addiction (other than my boob....can i say that?) but i can't leave him out.