Funny Stories

So lately Jack has been coming up with these ridiculous, crazy, not-at-all-true stories, and I thought for your pleasure I would share a few of them.

Telling Missy, Gary, and Bryker, "Last night I got ran over by a car, but I didn't die."

About a movie we were watching, "Mom, if I were in this show I'd just cut the guy's arm right off."

"Yesterday I saw some lizards and they got on my hands, and then they shot out of my fingers."

"The cars can't get me mom, because I'm way faster than them." (Obvioulsy we've been having a few chats about not riding our scooter in the road!)

"Well, if you take my toys away, then I will take all of your toys away, and I will never, ever, ever, ever play with you again!" (Ouch!)

And I have to say that one of my current favorite sounds around our house is Jack chasing after Brigham. He gets right down and crawls behind him. And Brigham loves it! He turns around squealing and takes off the other way. Then, to top it all off, he does a face plant into the carpet thinking that will help his escape from his maniac brother! If only our video camera hooked up to the computer!

Briggs has become quite the tease as well. Jack will ask for something from him, and he literally comes up, waves it around in his face and then takes off crawling as fast as he can. He already thinks he's so funny!

Vacation?

Well, I've come to the conclusion that traveling with the kids is MORE work than vacation! We headed to Bear Lake for the Valentine's weekend and it was alright. Jack didn't have any other kids to play with, so we were forced to be the entertainment and that got kinda old. We did go sledding and rode the four wheelers, and the lake was beautiful.

Then, because we didn't think that was enough FUN for all of us, we decided to venture down to St. George for a weekend getaway. Dave had to do some work, so the boys and I swam and swung, and went on a lot of walks. Just for your information, 11 month old babies sleep way better in their cribs than in pack n' plays in the bathroom (with the fan on high). They also do not enjoy 5 hour car rides...AT ALL! Jack did surprisingly well in the car. I mentioned to Dave that we might want to go back to St. George at the end of March, and he said he's done with family vacations for a while. I have no idea why! I wish I could've gotten a picture of him squished between the two car seats on the ride home trying to get Brigham to go to sleep and playing with Jack while I sped us home! He is such a superstar dad, truly he is.

Jack didn't swing very much in St. George. He mostly wanted to play pirate ship on the playground and dig in the sand with a spoon.

I just thought this was so cute. Sometimes in the midst of craziness, Jack really does love his baby Brigham.

Cute daddy.

And yes, the boy is finally on the move. He's a crawling champ these days, and after 10 1/2 months I finally had to lower the crib. I am truly glad that this day took a little longer than anticipated. He is such a sweetie when he's not getting teeth.

The beautiful, arctic Bear Lake. I really wish I could put the pictures I touch-up on here, but I don't know how to do that yet. I really like all the blue in this picture anyway.

Jack and Dave rode on the four wheeler over and over again. They are both sticking out their tongues in this picture. Like father, like son I guess.

Here's a sweet picture of Jack. Looks so innocent, little do you know!

Here he is sword fighting the snow. That's right, sword fighting the snow. Hey, whatever keeps them busy!