Happy Halloween!

Interview with Trevor

My friend did this on her blog and I was interested to see what Trevor had to say:
1. What is something mom always says to you? - I love you
2. What makes mom happy? - Kisses
3. What makes mom sad? - I don't know
4. What is her favorite thing to do? - Go to a party (I'm not sure where this came from since I never go to parties...maybe because I went out to dinner with friends recently?)
5. What does your mom do when you're not around? - Take care of Colin (what about Logan?)
6. What is your mom really good at? - Cooking
7. What is your mom not very good at? - Playing, because you always say 'I have to go to a meeting, I'm going to a party, I have to go upstairs.' (This answer made me very sad! But again where is the whole party thing coming from??)
8. What does your mom do for her job - Go to meetings (Do I really go to that many meetings?)
9. What is your mom's favorite food? - Enchiladas (he is so right and it's his favorite too!)
10. What makes you proud of your mom? - Proud that you're back home from a meeting (Hmmm, maybe I need to have a talk with the bishop!)
11. What do you and your mom do together? - We do homework (he smiled when he said this so it must be a good thing)
12. How are you and your mom the same?- We both have blue eyes
13. How are you and your mom different? - You have long hair

I'm thinking I need to go play with Trevor now.

Look-a-likes?

I get so many people with different opinions on who Logan looks like more. Some say he looks just like Trevor where others swear he is Colin's "mini-me". There are times when I see both of them in him, but for certain all three have such different personalities. In these pictures all three boys are about 9 months old (I think Colin has changed so much since he was a baby!). So who do you think looks more alike?

What's Next?

Last night as I was cooking dinner Colin went out back to play and soon after Trevor followed him. Not long after he went out Trevor came back in and said very calmly, "Mom, we have an emergency." I followed him out and this is what I saw...



Colin was stuck in the gate. A while back we put a lock on the gate because Colin figured if he stood on his bike he could reach the latch and get the gate open. He then figured out the combination to the lock (never use 0000 - kids can guess that too easily) so we changed that and thought we had finally stopped Colin from trying to get out front. He is one determined boy and I guess this time he thought he had a good plan....until his head would not fit through. I must admit I started laughing when I saw him. It was funny to me. I called Dave and told him what happened and he told me to try and get his body back through (I was not thinking and for the life of me could not figure out what to do) so we eventually got him out. When I asked him what in the world he was doing he said he wanted to get out so he could give Dad a kiss. I guess since I was making dinner he knew Dad would be home soon. I told him the next time he wanted to go our front he needed to tell Mom or Dad first and then use the front door. As we walked back into to the house, our sweet Trevor said, "Mom, I knew he would get unstuck because I said a prayer." I just keep wondering what Colin is going to do next.

A Real Ice Cream Truck!

The other night Dave was out in the front getting ready to mow the lawn. The boys were with him and I was inside feeding Logan. All of a sudden Trevor runs in yelling, "Mom! You have to come see, it's a real ice cream truck!" He was way excited so I went out and saw it parked in front of the house, Dave and Colin looking at the different selections. Trevor came back in and got Dave's wallet and I went out to capture their first ice cream purchased from the ice cream man in a real ice cream truck. I remember when we were younger and playing outside in the summer we'd hear that familiar song jingling through the streets. We'd all run in the house to find change. Sometimes we'd have to run after the truck to flag it down as it drove past the house, but once it stopped it seemed like all of the kids in the neighborhood would be there, waiting to get a cool treat. Sometimes my dad would be outside on a Saturday and run in the house, grabbing the change jar telling us to come out and pick a teat. That truck used to come around all of the time. Is it sad that this is my 5 year old's first ice cream truck experience and that it happened on the last day of September instead of the middle of summer? Hmmmmm....my favorite thing to get was a Strawberry Shortcake. The vanilla ice cream with strawberry in the middle, the crumbly coating on the outside. Those were so good.