Project Nursery

Three months late, but it's finally done. I guess that's what happens when you have a $20 budget and lots of homemade decor. I'm proud to say I finished under budget. I think i'll treat myself to a dub-cheese. :) 

Paper mache hot air balloon tutorial from Martha Stewart

Bites, Bulls and Bluebonnets

April in Texas means bluebonnets are among us. My favorite time of year. Some friends told us about a secret spot much closer to home than the original spot we found. Bluebonnets are hard to come by in the metroplex so this was a golden opportunity! The field was perfect, complete with a bobwar (aka) barbed wire fence and rusty gate. Totally Texas. I had the kids sit on the gate thinking it would be a cute photo op. Naturally Noah climbed the fence. I wasn't too worried until huge cows started coming towards us. I'm not sure if they were bulls or not, but I wasn't going to find out. Meanwhile, Ryan started doing the potty dance. He stepped in a huge ant hill while wearing flip flops. His foot looked like the face of an acne prone teen. Not fun. An hour and 100 pictures later, we managed to come away with a few goodies. These were taken with our phones so the quality isn't great, but oh well.

The Father of My Children

Sunday is anything but a day of rest, today being no different. After putting the kids to bed, I asked Ryan to help me resurrect the house. I went downstairs to clean the kitchen assuming he would follow. He didn't. I tried to brush it off telling myself that he works extremely hard and deserves to relax. Which is true. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little frustrated. I finished cleaning up and walked up the stairs expecting to find Ryan watching sports center or dinking around on his phone. Instead I experienced one of the sweetest moments of my life. Little Eliza snuggled up on Ryan's chest, both of them sleeping so soundly. There is nothing more precious to me than seeing my husband love our children. I don't know what I did to deserve him. I am blessed. 

Booty shorts and A Wet Nurse

Noah and Eliza are exercising their autonomy by dressing themselves. Usually Noah does a pretty good job dressing correctly. I guess he thought it was backwards day at the Bevan house. It took everything I had not to laugh and pinch his little cheeks. Poor kid, he walked around for half the day with a self-inflicted atomic weggie. 

Eliza is a mother in a two year olds body. She can unload the dishwasher, find her own clothes and retrieve anything I ask for. I'm amazed at what she knows. The other day she spilled water on her shirt. She immediately took it off, put it in the dryer, turned it on, put it on the proper setting and waited for it to dry.  She then pulled it out and put it back on like it was no big thing. She is so observant and capable. Not only can she dry clothes, apparently she nurses as well. I knew Eliza would be curious about nursing. I didn't know she would go this far. She fed her baby, burped it, swaddled it in a burp cloth and put it in Hazel's bed to sleep. Unbelievable. I won't tell you about the time she tried to use a tampon. Yeah. Next thing I know, she'll be reminding me to take my vitamins and eat my vegetables. Let's hope she only picks up on mommy's good habits. Looks like I'm going to have to stop eating nutella out of the jar. She doesn't miss a thing.

General Conference

I was really looking forward to conference weekend. Not just because we get to hear from our prophet and other church leaders, but because we got to have un un-interupted weekend with Daddy. Aaaaand we didn't have to "go" to church. ;) A real win-win. The kids did surprisingly well. We taught them who the prophet was, so they were really excited to see him on TV. Noah loved seeing him so much that he found a ribbon I had left out and put it around his neck pretending to be President Nonson as he calls him. He and Eliza went back and forth pretending to be different members of the first presidency. "I want to be Presidnet Ufdorth and you be President Eyring." They got that one right. It was really cute to see them so excited about conferene. Noah sat with Dad on the lovesac for almost a whole session stroking his face, playing with his beard and repeating over and over again the phrase, "There's nothing good about the world." He must've heard it in one of the talks. I don't know. I'll try to upload the video of it. Pretty funny. Even now, a week later, Eliza and Noah sing a song, have an opening prayer and welcome each other to conference using spoons as microphones. I guess making our kids sit through 8 hours of church had an impact after all. 

Easter

Easter is wonderful for a number of reasons. Obviously, it's a sacred day meant to remember the resurrection of our Savior. For that reason alone, I love it. I also enjoy the festive traditions with my kids. Dying eggs is a lot easier than making costumes and the candy is beyond compare. We hid eggs with Jason, Gentry and Xandra. It was a good time. I'm not one to obsess over matching easter wear, in fact I'm not in favor of the whole easter dress thing but it happened to work out that way this year.
Cute Eliza moment: After church, we loaded up the kids and I noticed Eliza had a picture from nursery with a picture of the Savior and another of the tomb. I asked her what she learned about at church and without hesitation she said, "This is Jesus, and this is Jesus' bed!" Too cute. It was a great day.

 Noah was way more interested in peeling and eating the eggs than he was dying and decorating them. I had no problem with that. Waste not, want not.

Horsey

The kids LOVE to get horsey rides from Dad but he's usually at work so they decided to give horsey rides to each other.  Horse Eliza was quite the sport, even though Noah's twice her size. Horse Noah on the other hoof, 

went lame right when it was Eliza's turn for a ride. This kind of thing could make a girl have a weight complex. I guess I need to feed Noah a little more grain. ;)