Geese Are Scary.

I love kissing baby cheeks, but I love to kiss baby chins even more! That way, I get to smell their breath while I kiss them! Is that weird? I think it's so delicious!

I swear Kavella doesn't wear hand-towel ponchos all day; just when she's eating. I don't know why I keep taking pictures of her with them on. She's still cute, though!

Curren's first Angels game; it was pre-Pujols, if you know what I mean. If you don't, look it up and maybe you'll laugh as much as I did when I realized it is pronounced just the way you think it shouldn't be pronounced! I'm easily amused.

This must be the beginnings of "sexy faces," like her Aunt Colleen and I do.

Same comment as above.

Curren's first Disneyland trip; he is such a pleasant baby when he's strapped to me! He loves to snuggle and be held.

When our stale bread and cereals start piling up, we head over to duck pond to feed the fowl. There are squirrels there that will walk right up to you and take food directly from your hands. I'm too timid to do it, but my 3-year-old seems quite confident. However, her confidence quickly waned when the geese came to feed. Instead of allowing Kavella to dictate how many little pieces they each received, they went directly for the entire bag of bread that she was holding. She kept trying to throw little pieces of bread at them with her other hand, but they aggressively kept trying to get the big bite! She was FREAKED! I'm pretty sure there is some permanent psychological damage from this experience. Oopsie.

Look at those geese! They are so aggressive! It scared me.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, if you just strolled right past this picture with a quick glance, I strongly suggest you examine it more carefully. Oh, there it is--poop. Poop. Poop piles. Piles of poop on the side of the bathtub. It is not funny, Kavella. Not funny at all! Being a parent is awesome. Notice: no pooping in the tub or in your crib and then playing with it. It's foul.

Such a sweetheart.

Beautiful.

I love you, kids! Love, love, love you! I could kiss you all day!

G-g-g-G-Unit!

Sweetie pie. I love you.

Granny...meet Curren. Curren....Granny. Apparently, it was a little unnerving for both of them.

While we were driving one day, Dustin had Kavella CRACKING UP by using a funny voice to say that his throat hurt. Honestly, it wasn't all that funny....but, that's coming from someone who tries all day to make Kavella laugh and gets about a third of the reactions that she gives her Daddy. How can I compete with him?!

Grantypoo works for a company that requires him to travel and one of his assignments was down in San Diego, so we jumped into the car and jammed down. Okay, we didn't "jam" down, we crawled. What normally takes about an hour and a half took us four hours. Totally worth it! I love seeing my siblings! Dusty took Grant surfing and I think Grant really enjoyed it; he even stood up!

"Grant is my favorite uncle. He's the best." Yes, yes, that's what it feels like to get punched in the face Shane, Ricky and Bryce! Ha, ha, ha!

After surfing, we went and ate at Oggi's. My food was pretty tasty, but Dust and Grant ordered a bbq chicken pizza that turned out to be way too spicy! The waiter was cool enough to replace it with a plain cheese. Such extremes!

Eden and Kavella just decided to take a bath one day. They weren't dirty, they just wanted to bathe. Fully clothed. With no water....soooo they wanted to play with soap?

Look at that tasty double-chin. Curren's, not mine!

Curren's nicely shaped ears.

It looks like he fell asleep during a roller coaster ride. Also, look at his hair--straight up, old dude! It's funny looking at these pictures because it's a lot more evened out now...just you wait and see!

Little VANS tootsie socks that Auntie Deina gave him!

Remember when Kavella used to sleep like this? As his mother, I crave kissing his cheeks. I mean, look at those luscious things!

Kitchen Nightmares..A Real Experience.

Families are Forever.

Lowers. Or Uppers. I actually don't know.

Representing Mica!

Our family. Don't my babies look so cute and sweet and cuddly?

We thought we'd do one more with Choco in it.

Around the kitchen, Kavella proves most useful! This was my birthday cake--funfetti, of course.

So, one weekend, it was a bit too chilly for the beach, so we decided to head down to Laguna Beach and do some hiking. After dropping 15 bones to park, we trekked all around these paths that people rave about. Uh, in my opinion, it was the ugliest hike I've ever been on! If it weren't for the ocean views, I'd have thought we were in the middle of a remote military bombing site. Everything was dying and brown. Perhaps I feel this way only because I have been hiking up American Fork Canyon in Utah, which is unbelievably pretty. Oh well, at least it was fun to be with my family!

Rain!! Considering that we rarely see rain, Kavella was thrilled to use her rain boots and jump in the puddles! Okay, okay, it wasn't ACTUALLY raining--more like drizzling--but Californians are pansies like that. I suppose I make that statement because I've lived through Oklahoma rainstorms that shake the entire foundations of houses! Yes, yes, I am sooo well-traveled.

Sleeping smoochers.

So, we wanted to have Kavella's teeth (or lack thereof) looked at by the dentist. We spent all the time leading up to our appointment talking about what will happen, how to clean our teeth, how fun the dentist is, etc. When we got to the dentist, I went first so that Kavella could see what to expect. Actually, Kavella only came in while the dental assistant (a female) polished my teeth. After I finished, Kavella gladly hopped into the chair. (Side note, I have yet to find a good dentist in Huntington, so I just looked one up on my insurance company's website.) The dentist comes strolling into the room with a billowy, "Well, hello there!" Unfortunately, the dentist I picked had a massive Einstein-like fro that freaked Kavella out--literally, she was outta that chair and clinging onto me like a monkey before he could even sit down. I guess we'll have to wait to see what's going on with her pearly whites....

I'm too cheap to pay $700 for a new double-stroller, so this is how we improvise. Works perfectly...except when Kavella tries to climb down while in motion and I run her over. Don't worry though, she's a quick learner.

Ha, ha, ha, ha! Who watches "Kitchen Nightmares" with Gordon Ramsay? This famous chef/restaurant owner basically goes into deplorable kitchens and refurbishes them. Usually, the kitchens that he visits are infested with cockroaches, flies, rats or mold--just really nasty stuff. Anyway, I like watching that show. However, I do not like feeling as if I am eating in a restaurant that should be featured on his show! Such was my feeling when we went to Ruby's on the pier--I've never seen so many flies in one place. I admit that I have some phobias--hair, for example...dirty restaurants, for another example. It wasn't until this Ruby's experience that I realized just how much my daughter pays attention to my actions. Apparently, she followed suit in the I-don't-like-all-these-stinking-flies-near-my-food feeling. Look at her face in the above picture! Ha, ha, ha!

Focus, Kavella, focus--we're trying to take a picture here.....

Ugh, it's just too distracting! I can't focus on ANYTHING else!

This is us being productive at Daddy's work. Oink. Oink.

My big boy standing up!!