Update

So I left off last with trying to take the pacifier away and the results-Brock won. He woke up around 10'ish and was crying really hard so I gave in and gave him his pacifier. So my next step is that I am just going to cut his pacifier everyday until there is nothing left and hopefully he will be done with it. Crossing fingers.

Brock turned 18 months on Friday! I can't believe how fast a year and a half went. He is getting to be a big boy now. We love him so much. He is so funny and his little personality is so cute. He loves his sisters and wants to be in with whatever they are doing. His vocabulary is starting to grow a little more. I just have to be patient with that. He loves his dad and mom very much and whenever dad leaves for work he walks behind him say dad and goes to the door and cries. It's cute. Brock had his 18 month checkup and the kid is skinny. You would think for being Brandon's boy he would be huge, nope. He weights 24 lbs so that puts him in the 33% and his height is 35.5 inches putting him in the 99% He is going to be tall I think. My little basketball player. He is all boy! Loves to be outside, the dirt, balls, cars, trucks, animals. It's cute.

Over the weekend we went to the Living Planet Aquarium with Brandon's parents and the kids loved it! Brock was loving every minute of it. He would say fish and want to see the tank and the run to the next tank. I think he got a little overstimulated because he threw a big old fit. He wanted to be there but I think there was just so much for him to see. The kids loved every minute of it. I can't believe how much it has grown since the last time we've been there.

So that's what happened in a nut shell. We got our family pictures back and I am putting them up. It just takes awhile to post on blogger.

Pulling the plug away

So I told myself that I was going to take Brock's pacifier away when he turns 18 months. I just don't him having a pacifier when he's 2 and I don't want his teeth to get all yucky. Well that time is finally here, he turns 18 months on Friday, and I am so not ready to do it. It's just so nice to plug him up when he gets whinny or he's throwing a huge fit. The scary thing that I'm not looking forward to is nap time and bed time. He always has his pacifier right by him and his bottle or sippy in hand. It's just getting to darn annoying trying to find the stupid thing. He throws it and I have no clue where they go. I am down to 1 out of 4. I was just going to snip the top of it, but since I can't find it I will just do it cold turkey that way. I actually did find it but he was taking a nap so I figured why try to give it to him the rest of the day. I'm scared because he didn't take a second nap, which is very common for him now, and he is sooooo tired and grumpy. I'm crossing my fingers that bed time will go smoothly and he totally forgets about binkie. I guess it's a good thing he doesn't talk yet because then he would be saying binkie all the time.

Family Pictures

We got our family pictures this evening and I am so excited to get them back. We had one of Brandon's friend's wife take them and she does an amazing job. I have seen her photography blog and love the pictures that she takes. We took our pictures in a Peach Orchid in American Fork and it went well til the end. The wind started to pick up and Brock was HORRIBLE!!!! Thank goodness that she is very very patient and it didn't bother her that he was being a little stinker. It made me not stress out at all so that was a plus. I can't wait to get them back in a couple of week.

Girls vs Boy

I now know that having a boy is so so so much different than having girls! Brock is so freaking busy and he gets into everything I am so worn out by 5 p.m! The girls were so sweet and so good and I didn't have to baby proof anything because they would stop whenever you would say no. It was always with a sad face and cry but they would stop. Mariah did get into the kitchen utensils when she was mobile but didn't make a big mess like Brock does. The girls hated hated being dirty! Brock is a whole different story. I have to start baby proofing my house because of him. He is constantly getting into the pantry and helping himself into whatever he can get that is at his level. If there is a box of crackers open and he can get to it there will be a little trail of crumbs throughout the house and I know he got into something. I have to baby proof the utensil drawer and all of the cabinets that are his level. There is no point in cleaning the house because it will look like a tornado has hit 5 times inside my house. There are trucks and cars and books all sorts of toys everywhere. I have to look in the garbage can to make sure he hasn't thrown anything away. I have found some plates and cups in there before. I always make sure the toilet seats are down and bathroom doors are at least close because he's played in the toilet before. The toaster and popcorn popper are constantly in the middle of the kitchen all the time. By the time 5 pm rolls around I am ready for him to go to bed. He is so busy and I love him to pieces but give me a break Brock. He's to cute to stay mad at though. He looks at me with those big brown eyes and then he smiles and I'm done for. I love having both worlds and I'm sure as Brock gets older it will be more interesting around the house. I'm a little worried for my walls because of what I've heard about boys and walls. Dents, color, and scratches here we come in a couple of years or who knows months. Love my kids though.

Sometimes they don't think

So we have our family pictures this coming Friday and my hubby did something last Friday that I couldn't believe. A couple of guys at work gave him a mohawk! Yes, Brandon got a haircut a week before our family pictures. I wasn't too mad because what could I do about it, nothing the damage is already done. I just had to give him a hard time. I also had to give Shawn, the guy who I guess talked him into getting a mohawk, a hard time by texting him thanks for the lovely haircut. I originally decided well I'm just going to move the picture date and give Brandon's hair time to grow but decided not to. I had everything all planned out. My nails were getting done, outfits bought, and my sister in law was coming out to help me with the girl's hair. I decided not to change the date and let it be because I figured in 30 years Brandon will look at these pictures and think what was I thinking. I'm not liking this new hair do on him and I am so thankful that his hair grows fairly fast. He thinks that he is going to keep this do but maybe if I call him Mr. T he will not do it anymore. The reason for the mohawk is for their little flag football team that they have put together at work. The guys at work thought I would totally be mad but I had my little moment and I was done with it. I'm hoping Shawn decides not to "try" to fix it like he said he would. Leave it alone because the next thing I know Brandon will come back with a shaved head because they totally messed up. Guys!

Peach Days

Another Peach Days done and over with. I forgot how much I hate pushing a stroller down Forest Street! I have all the freakin people I have to maneuver through and the stinking cords that are all over the sidewalks and street! Arg. Besides that I had a good Peach Days, short but good. I ran the 10K race and can I tell you that has to be one of the hardest races I have every ran (including my two 1/2 marathons)! First of all why would you want to start a race at 9 a.m. on Peach Days! It's freakin hot! I really don't find the excitement of running down the parade route either. Second reason why it was a hard race for me was Highland. Need I say more. Those of you that are not from Brigham don't know that Highland is a very up and down street. It's like a freakin roller coaster you go up and then you go down. As we (my friend and me) went up cuss words were flying through our heads. Don't worry they didn't come out of our mouths, well some did but not the horrible ones. It was bad and to make matters worse it was windy. So running up a hill with the wind blowing didn't help what so ever! The wind was fine when it was flat or when going down the hills but not going up. By the time we hit main street I wanted to give up. I kept telling my friend not to leave me because I didn't want to run down main street all by myself. We both were dying but we ended up finishing the race before the parade even started, thank goodness! We were both pretty proud of our time and how fast our average pace was. We finished it in 54 mins with an average pace of 8:54. That was pretty good for us considering we were dead tired and we had those hills that killed us. I'm glad I ran that race but I probably won't run the race ever again. The hills killed me and not enough water stations for a race that starts so late. I seriously was dying of thirst and the first water station's water wasn't ever cold!

The kids rode the rides and I was dying of heat. It was so freakin hot and the lines for the rides were sooo long. Grandma bought them tickets (10 each) and that was plenty for them and me. I didn't go to the 10 year reunion but did run into a girl that was on the committee. I told her my reasoning for not attending the 10 year and she said that they made name tags with our senior pictures on them. I was like great I hated my senior picture. I was sporting the mushroom do. So I will attend the next reunion, which will be a 15 or 20. I think she said it would be a 15. We will see though.

Sorry no pictures for this post. Brandon forgot to grab the camera to take pictures during the race and the kids watching the parade. I also forgot the camera when I went back to my mom's to shower so another post with no pictures.

Peach Days + 10 year

Ever since I can remember my family and I have always gone to Peach Days. We use to live not to far from main street and Brigham so it was just a walk for us. My mom would take me and my sister to the kiddie parade and then the big parade on Saturday morning. We would go get the scuba burgers once the stands were selling food and then grab some yummy peach cobbler. We would ride the rides and sometimes we were able to play the carnival games. As I got older I would go hang out at night with my friends but I would always watch the parade with my mom. I've gotten older now and I have kids and I still go to Peach Days. I've missed a couple of years here and there but I try to head down to Brigham City to enjoy my precious Peach Day. So many memories. Oh yea and they have a 10K race on Saturday right before the parade and me and my friend from school will be running it. I tried to get my uncle to run it with me (it's been a goal of his to run the Peach Days 10K race so he says) but he bailed on me. He said next year. So now I will be running this race down the parade route so everyone can see. I seriously may be getting some glasses to disguise myself.

This year it just so happens to be my 10 year class reunion on Peach Days. I was thinking about going and decided alright I will go but then the girls ended up having something going on the same night. Saved! I just don't know if I really wanted to go and see a bunch of people I really don't care to see. I have facebook and I talk to those people that I want to talk to. Besides you end up bumping into a bunch of people from school during Peach Days so that in itself is like a reunion. I didn't go to my 5, I'm not going to my 10, maybe I will go to my 15 or 20th. We will see.