confessions

First a few confessions:

1. I do not like school breaks.  I dread them.  I find myself counting down the days until they are over before they even start.  Call me a bad mom but it gets a little overwhelming trying to entertain 2 very energetic boys with no school distractions.

2. I love, love, love waking up in Las Vegas in the spring.  Windows open, breeze blowing, birds chirping.  It is the perfect way to start the day.

3.  If I could wake up and snuggle with my husband and babies in the morning, every morning, I would be one very happy mom.  It just brings joy to my heart.

So this morning I wake up to a little person saying "mom.... mom.... moooooom."  I groggily come out from under my blankets expecting to settle yet another spring break disagreement.  But to my surprise I see a beaming Beckam holding a plate overflowing with eggs and toast and hear an excited Cade on the other side of the bed doing the same for Jared. 

Those little men woke up, cracked, scrambled and plated 18 {yes 18} eggs for us and made multiple pieces of toast.  Cade was proud that he had made all the eggs and Beckam was proud that he had handed Cade all of the eggs.  Love it.

When I asked them why they decided to make us breakfast Cade replied, "just because of all the nice things you do for us."  ::sigh:: melt my heart.

After we had choked down eaten all of our eggs {while the boys jumped back and forth over the bed and Capri squawked until she had just as many bites as I did.}  I headed down to view the damage.  Not bad considering a 6-year-old and a 3-year-old had made breakfast but it did take a good amount of time to scrub yolk off of... everything.

So back to my confessions.  

1. Those little turkeys proved me wrong.  School breaks are not half bad... except for the cleaning up part.

2.  Windows open, breeze blowing and birds chirping is even better when accompanied by kids.

3.  Snuggling with the family is even better when accompanied with eggs.

Still smiling.

Down... set... hike.

A few months ago the boys pulled out Jareds old football jerseys.

They loved them.

They ran, they threw, they caught, they tackled, they thought they were hot stuff.

Jared was loving every minute of having his boys wear his gear... and think that their dad played for the "orange BYU cougars."

I decided that it was as good as time as any to head out with my camera and capture them walking running in their daddys footsteps.

I love that they both have such different personalities. Such different ways of approaching life.

Beckam is cool, calm, collected. If something bothers him he can brush it off until it really gets to him, he will have a major blow up for a minute, and then is done and moves on.

He loves to observe life. Take it all in. Soak it all up and then act.

Cade on the other hand runs into life head first, doesn't think, just goes.

Sometimes it works.

Sometimes it doesn't.

But there is never any shortage of entertainment and excitement in his life.

He is all competition. Working hard to do better than the last time. Taking life by the horns and living every single moment to its fullest.

Needless to say we are VERY excited to meet this little girl and learn more about who she is.

She is already a wiggler... especially at night... all night.

She loves to sit as low as she can possibly get. I am hoping it will maybe make getting her here a little faster :)

And she is already loved, adored, and cherished by her crazy older brothers.

26 weeks and counting. Can't wait!