Comedic Therapy

There is something so therapeutic about laughing your you know what off for an hour and a half straight. We got my dad tickets to the Brian Reagan show for Father's day. Brian Reagan rarely comes to California so we all had to go. Loved it! My favorite- "The ME Monster" (an oldie but goodie).

(Dad, Mom and their girls- we missed you Kristy)

It's time

Don't you think IT's TIME we updated you on what the heck is going on with us. A special thanks to Julianne and Elise who haven't given up on blogging and have motivated me to start again. Did you know you can print your blogs into books?! That right there should get me going. What a novel idea- writing your family history as you go, but I was so looking forward to spending my senior citizen years doing that . . . NOT!

(August 22, 2010)

Kent is home from a motorcycle trip after being gone for three days. He survived (thank goodness) and we survived. I must have been blessed because the boys got along better than usual. It helped that Carter has a tree now. It's a puny tree, most wouldn't even consider it a tree. I can't help but think how sad it is that all he has to climb is this puny, barely a tree, tree with branches that promise to break every time he holds onto them. He doesn't seem to notice though. In fact he's quite thrilled with it. He's figured out how to sit in/on it in a number of ways and insists I witness every new position of his leg, bum, knee or hand. Anyway, the tree kept him occupied and in good spirits so he was nice to Tyson, even wanted Tyson to come and play in his "tree house". That was until he realized Tyson doesn't quite have the imagination required for this kind of thing. This led to some frustration for both boys, but I wouldn't have expected it to be any other way.

(Carter in his most favorite tree)

(September 19, 2010)

Today we thought we might strangle the rambunctious toe-head who yells instead of talking, runs instead of walking and whacks instead of hugging. I swear he LIKES to get in trouble and go to time out. The big grin that lit up his face as I sat him on the time out chair this afternoon clued me into that. He also thinks his toots, and trying to toot, are outrageously hilarious- they actually are, but I don't want him to know that! I knew it would be one of those exhausting days when during sacrament meeting he spit soggy cookie crumbs all over Kent and threw his zip lock bag of fishy crackers halfway across the chapel. His 3 hour nap after church offered some reprieve, but I swear he woke up with more vigor than humanly possible for a 1 1/2 year old. We hoped a walk and playing at the park might soothe his crazed soul. It didn't. Bath time ended early for him because he kept standing and then falling back onto his bum which sent waves of bubbly water over the side of the tub onto my bathroom floor. While Carter sat calmly on Kent's lap during story time, Tyson jumped and bounced all over the bed. While Carter sang along sweetly to one our favorite songs, "Popcorn Popping" Tyson put his fisted hands over his eyes waiting to explode when we got to the chorus. While Carter knelt reverently during family prayer, Tyson YELLED "Mommy" and climbed on and off the bed 30 times in 1 minute! And of course, when Carter willingly climbed into bed and snuggled up under his sheets, Tyson began kicking and protesting "No Daddy, no!"

Have mercy- Kent and I are beat. But, even as I write this I know that the things that make us want to strangle him are the things that make us LOVE him so.

In the last 4 months . . .

(These are a bit out of order, oh well)

THE MEIKLE'S MADE A VISIT!

Kent's sister and her family came all the way from Boise for a week long beach house vacation. Lucky for us, we were on the way. We got to spend two days hanging out. Carter had so much fun with his two older cousins, Caleb and Luke. They were so good to play with him and let him tag a long. He kept talking about Luke and Caleb for days after saying, "you know those guys, my friends . . ." (pause). I'd say, "Caleb and Luke?", "ya, Caleb and Luke. I want to go to their house." It was really cute.

RYAN AND WHITNEY TIED THE KNOT!

On July 25th we added another member to our family. What a great day! Whitney was such a beautiful bride. I kept thinking, "Ryan is one lucky guy!" It was so much fun to be a part of it all. Everything from the sealing to the reception turned out perfectly. Welcome to the family Whitney.

In the last 4 months (cont.). . .

WE FOUND EMPLOYMENT!

In April, after 6 months of sending in resumes and doing interviews, Kent got a job! As you can imagine we were thrilled and soooo grateful, especially since it was with the firm he'd been most interested in and excited about. The firm is Call, Jensen and Ferrell and they are located at Fashion Island in Newport Beach. So far, Kent has loved it there. I would to if I had a view of the ocean from my office window!



WE LEFT THE NEST!


On June 6th we officially moved into our own place- a cute little condo in Irvine, only 10 miles north of Kent's office. It has been so awesome to be so close to Kent. His commute is only 15 minutes-no freeways. We love being able to meet him for lunch or picking him up after work to go down to the beach- things we never imagined doing when he was working in LA.


WE PARTIED IN POWELL!

We spent the last week in June on Lake Powell, eating, jet skiing, swimming, sleeping, eating, wakeboarding, playing games, watching movies, eating, sunbathing, boat cruising, hiking and eating. We always bring so many good treats we all feel fat and sick by the time we leave, but for us, it's part of the fun. Carter's favorite part of the trip were the jet ski rides. He was always begging someone to take him. The trip was over way too fast and it was hard to come back to reality.

Tyson's Blessing Day

Ok- so we blessed Tyson over a month ago and I'm barely posting pictures. I'm obviously still adjusting to two kids. We blessed Tyson the first Sunday in March. Kent gave a beautiful blessing and Tyson was quiet the whole time. Carter however, was not. I think he felt a bit left out. He wanted to be in the circle with daddy and Tyson. So when I went up to bear my testimony he decided he was coming too. Kent held him back as long as he could, but when he lost his grip Carter fell to the ground and began crawling up the aisle turning his head to growl at the people in the pews (I'm sure he was channeling Scar from the Lion King). I was so focused on what I was saying I had no idea he had made his way up the stairs and was standing an inch a way from me at the pulpit. According to Kent Carter popped his head up looked out over the pulpit with a huge grin then disappeared and crawled all the way back to Kent. It wasn't until I was sitting back down that I learned about all of it- I really had no idea! Thanks to all the family that came to support us.

Cuddly,Chubby Ty!

Tyson is plumpin' up, just how we like them.

Baby Tyson is Here!

Baby Tyson, as Carter calls him, is already three weeks old! We can't believe it. The time has flown by. Tyson was born at 6:05 am on Tuesday January 13th. I was scheduled to get induced that morning, but around 2 am I started having regular contractions. By 4 am my contractions were five minutes apart so I woke Kent up and told him we better get to the hospital. I tend to be overly cautious and a bit dramatic when it comes to pain, so I don't think Kent took me too seriously. In fact he decided he had time to take a shower before we left. Meanwhile my contractions were getting closer together. We arrived at the hospital around 5, not a moment too soon. Before I knew it, and before I had any pain meds, I was pushing out a kid! The whole rest if the day Kent had this silly grin on his face. He thought it was so funny that me of all people would be forced to have a child all natural. Ya, real funny. Anyway, Tyson was born a healthy little boy, 8 lbs. 4 oz. and he has been such a pleasant, sweet baby. Carter has been so good with him. Whenever Tyson cries Carter says, "Tyson needs his mommy." We feel so blessed to have TWO amazing little boys now.