Update

I haven't been good at blogging.  I kind of feel like I'm in a funk lately and I can't get out of it.  I haven't been feeling like myself along with some health issues. BUT... check out this bundle of chunkiness!

He always makes me smile, now matter how hard a day I'm having. He is now 3 months and getting such a cute personality. Owen is a big boy compared to how Weston was as a baby. Weston has always been a little scrawny but Owen fits into 9 month clothes already! He has just starting to reach and grab things and is working on rolling over but isn't quite there yet. 

We blessed Owen on August 5th. This blessing outfit was Kyle's. I had to get a picture with the hat, I think he looked adorable!

Well this is the best photo I could get of both the boys. Weston sure loves his baby brother.

2.5 years

I can't believe my Weston is 2 and a half! 

He is talking my ear off, repeats everything I say, and learning new things everyday.
Loves to ask lots and lots of questions.
He loves to play "Monsters and Dinosaurs" and chase us around the house.
Still a very very picky eater but loves sausage, chicken, and any kind of juice.
Still takes a nap and is a great sleeper.
He loves being an older brother. He doesnt' get jealous and when Owen cries he pats his head and says "It's okay Owen."
Is starting to use his imagination and pretend play.
Is full of personality and very funny.
Love you Wes!

2 months

Our little Owen Bear turned two months last week! I was surprised to see how big he 

is at his doctor's visit. Looks like we might have a future basketball player here. 

Here are the stats:

Weight: 13.8 lbs ( 85%tile)

Height: 25.6 in  (100+%tile, he's off the charts!)

Head 16 in ( 50%tile)

This is what he has been up to lately...

Sleeping a 7 hour stretch at night. BLISS! Thank goodness he sleeps well at night:)

Cat napper during the day.

Smiles and coos.

Starting to giggle.

Loves to be around his older brother.

A great eater. 

Smiles the biggest when he sees his daddy.

Starting to love the binkie.

We love this little guy. Can't imagine our family now with him.

Brothers

I think it's safe to assume these boys have the same daddy:)
Phew!
This is a picture of Weston and Owen at one week old. (Wes-top Owen- bottom) I think they have a lot of similarities in looks and so far Owen reminds me a lot of how Weston was as a baby.
Weston has been great with Owen. I was really nervous to see how he would adjust to having a little brother and having to share the attention, but he has done really well.

For the first week Wes would ask to hold Owen but wouldn't dare touch him:)

But now they are besties:) Wes loves to sit in their chairs and hold Owen's hand,

and put him in his tent with him.

 Cheese!  I love my little brother!:)

(Owen is still working on the "smiling thing")

Owen- 2 weeks

Weight: 8 lb 1 oz (29%tile)

Height: 22 in (90%tile)
I am a little behind, but here is Owen at 2 weeks. He actually almost a month old now, I can't believe it!

Owen is a pretty content newborn.

He is a very loud grunter in his sleep. This makes for some long sleepless nights, but we still love him:)

Eats pretty well.

Likes to be swaddled.

Not a huge fan of the binkie or a bottle so far. (we really need to work on the bottle taking, mommy is tired and to be completely honest I don't know how long nursing is going to last. (not a fan. 3 months is the goal...)

Sleeps about 4 hour stretch at night and then wakes up to eat.

Poops like a champ. Almost every time he eats.

Also spits up like a champ. Almost every time he eats.

We love this little guy! 

A diamond in the dirt

So...guess what was found the other day? 

Let me explain.

 About two years ago I lost my wedding ring. (yep, I'm awesome like that, and should win a "wife of the year award. Thanks)  Kyle says it has been even longer than that and I argue that "his time frame" is just to exaggerate the story.  Nonetheless, I misplaced it and I say "misplaced" because I was 99% sure I did not take it off outside of our house. I knew that it was in a funny/weird place and convinced that I would find it one day.  

Well months and months went by with no wedding ring found and we both just succumbed to the fact that it was gone forever and someday in the future we would get a new one. I got so use to not wearing a wedding ring but still looked in weird places as I was cleaning or organizing in hopes of finding it. Nothing. 

Then a couple Saturdays ago, the day before mother's day, Kyle was working in our backyard with this beautiful dirt hill in our yard. Isn't it lovely? 

We have been renovating our house and backyard ever since we moved in four years ago. This hill was covered in grass, but after putting in a sprinkler system and cement curb around our yard, and tearing other things apart, we decided to remove the grass and make this a lovely planting area with bushes and flowers etc... So now we've finally got around to the lovely dirt hill project. 

Kyle was getting the soil ready and sifting out all of the rocks because we have a million rocks in our backyard and soil. (If anyone wants an enormous pile of rocks for anything they are free for whoever comes and gets them. Put it on KSL....just thought I'd throw that in there) As he was sifting he heard a quiet "ding" and looked down and was shocked to see my ring. He said he was so ridiculously giddy about his find and I don't blame him for not wanting to spend a ton of money on another ring.  I was helping at a ward fundraiser so I wasn't around. He didn't tell me until the following day (Mother's day) and gave it to me with a mother's day gift, a spa certificate. 

Best. Mother's Day. Surprise. Ever!!!

Amazingly there were only a few fixable scratches on the band but the diamond was still in perfect shape. 

The fact that Kyle is 70% deaf in one ear, it is amazing that he heard that little "ding" and looked down in time to see the ring. What are the chances? I guess this marriage is meant to be and Kyle is a keeper, what can I say. He told me the next gift he gives me will be some sort of string that attaches to my ring and then to my body and or wrist. You know, kind of like those binkie holders for babies. Ha ha, very funny. I'm pretty sure I won't be posting another lost and found story like this again. Let's hope not anyway:)

Big Trucks!

We took Weston a few weekends ago to visit the Kennecott Mine. He was loving the
big trucks driving outside and all the little trucks inside the visitor's center.  

Wes was happy to see where daddy works. (For Kennecott)  Although Kyle doesn't work at the actual mine itself, Weston likes to think so. He is always saying that daddy works with the "big trucks", so he was excited to see the place. I think he thinks daddy drives the trucks which is so cool, so we will let him think this for now:)