The Brintons: November 2010

11.26.2010

Last stage

Okay folks...

I started what is to by my last trimester with this little man growing steadily inside of me.

And I am all of the sudden wondering where all the time is going to go. Ya know Christmas is a short 29 days. Just f.y.i. And then there is Jan. that comes all too fast, then it is Feb and the man is making his appearance. Who really knows... he make come a little early {like a little girl I know, ahem R.}.

Spencer and I are slowly getting all things furnishing wise together {painting changing table etc.}, my mom is coming this next week to help get all my crazy projects done I have stored up in my brain. And to just have fun with me, of course.

But we are in a bit of a situation. This is where I NEED YOUR HELP.

We need a name. Now, really I wouldn't ask for your help {anyone and everyone}, but Spencer and I have a few we like... but nothing feels "right" yet. We just laugh. Poor third child... nothing is really ready. So if you have any names. Any at all. {don't be offended if we don't use it; just sayin'.}

For some reason Spencer and I can't really really agree on anything this time around. I know when we see him we will "know" as we did with H, but I want to LOVE the name. SO help me make a list my friends. We will narrow the list down and let you see the list... but we probably won't decide until we see the little handsome devil.

It is in your hands.

:)

11.23.2010

Warmth by Fire

While I was at my parents {when visiting baby Sage}, H kept asking my dad for a fire... to roast marshmallows... and of course what is grandpa to do but to give his grandson a fire to roast.

My dad got a little carried away and dug a pit to do the fire it in {the fire last for about 2-3 days}. A tiny bit scary to see smoke and sparks for a few days flying up out of the ditch. Ya know, no problem we just had to water it through out the day. Nice.

Anyway once dad realized the fire was a little too much for marshmallows he brought out the trusty fire pit/pan and some smores were made... they were delish - like always,

Hudson and my dad watching the blaze in the far back of the yard... Hudson was in awe. Might have been a little too fascinating for my little man. Let's hope it wasn't the start to something.

11.19.2010

Good for the bones

R has this need to be semi naked in the morning. It is her shirt on, pants off or pants on shirt off... this morning it was the lower half that was covered. She is funny. And I really don't mind. Soon enough she will not want me in the bathroom with her when she is in there. So the "in the buff freedom" is celebrated at this moment. Just for a bit.

{When it comes to cereal, R will eat half of it, then drink the milk so the rest of the cereal is soggy dry.

Almost every time. She loves her milk.}

The bandage is not stitches - thankfully- it was a gift from Hudson. A little lego to the face - big lego that is. He honestly thought they were playing a game of "throwing legos and hide". After asking him to stop, from the other room, knowing that getting any lego to the body probably doesn't feel to good... I heard a "I AM SOOOO SORRY R!" to be followed by a scream of pain.

H listens really well.

I should have stopped it asap... but was at the end of the dishes... anyway I am lame. And well - somewhat to blame. The wound wasn't too deep but a bandage was placed on her just in case. You don't mess with scares and faces... and of course my girl will receive the majority of the scares on the face - most likely.

On another note, since we are somewhat talking of "in the buff"... I took a quick shower {well quick for me is about a 5 min. shower} when I got out I heard "Oh, Reagan, what are you doing outside?!" I walked out of my room towel around my growing body and saw Hudson fumbling with the handle to the front door and R's little face smashed up to the side window pleading with Hudson to open the door... as she was shaking. Yes she was naked. Once the door was open {I just watched from the stairs} Hudson asked her what she was doing? She told him she was find the neighbor's cat and petting him. Just if you are curious, that cat RUNS from any child and I assume R was coxing it out of its hiding place for the last 8 min. naked as can be. At least she had her crocs on. We wouldn't want dirty feet.

I was just laughed and made a note on my "to do list" of buying a latch/lock for the top of my front door.

I am {or my children} pure entertainment for all my neighbors or they will be calling child protective services on me any day.

11.17.2010

Spencer's "headshot"

Spencer had me come in and take a few head-shots of him and one of the employees of where he works. {they are printing out some kind of flier?!?}

I told him he needs to take the whole uncommon handsome, stunning factor down a few notches. I also asked him to try and take an uglier picture for the rest of mankind's confidence... but this might be the "ugliest" headshot I can get of him.

Too bad for mankind.

On a more selfish note, at least I get to enjoy him. haa.

11.14.2010

Christmas cards might just not happen this year. I had this image/photo in my head of what I wanted to send out this Christmas. To make a long story short... it did not happen.

We had some differing in attitudes, by all. And yelp... to much of my dismay... this is the best shot.

That is right, just me and Reagan are being sent out this year. ha. Could you imagine?? It actually might be funny... and then not so funny. So, thought I would share this one. R had just stubbed her toe really bad. Blood and all. We may just end up using one from this summer, which is better for everyone, and our love for each other.

11.06.2010

A & J's newbie

This child may be one of the most beautiful little things I have ever seen.

I just wanted to upload some pictures of her... I will leave the name and information to Aarean for updating. But once I heard she was on her {baby} way... the kids and I jumped in the car and headed south to love on her for a few days.

She really is so stinkin' cute, well I mean her parent's are beautiful - but she is a whole other level. She is elegant, feminine and very very peaceful. Perfect in every way. I am so excited she has Aarean and Josh - and they have her. A match made in heaven.

{forgive the grainy quality...
pictures were taken in the evening + hospital + no flash + no editing...
they turned out pretty good for all of that.}

{Her daddy and her}

Yes I am in love.

11.04.2010

Jack-o

A little halloweenie fun is had when pumpkins are changed into Jack-os.

Hudson picks out the face and Spencer creates.

Ta - da...

Look who flew in for Halloween!!!!

Once again he made an appearance, although it was to hand out candy and stop by at two homes... just to get a reaction. He still came...

It never gets old.

11.01.2010

Costumes and Candy

On Sat. night we went to our ward's halloween party. It was in the form of a Carnival, with all the trimmings. Then we headed out to our old stomping grounds {aka old ward} and they had a trunk-r-treat...

Once home and our little ones' faces dirtied by chocolate and sugar we went down for the night. Sunday, halloween, was a CRAZY day. Most likely the combination of little sleep, not great meals and well who knows... but our children were a mess. On all levels.

But don't get me wrong, halloween was a success because H LOVED his job of handing out candy and giving compliments to every one who showed up trick-or-treating. He was pretty cute.

Anyway, Spenny and I were a little tuckered out to be honest. It was a "go go go" weekend.

Enjoy the millions of pictures...

Introducing Iron man and Peacock princess.

Both were pretty darn excited.

As was I, I didn't have to sew a darn thing this year!

Trying to get both kids to "look" normal in a picture was not to easy on Sat. night.

{I swear my photography is BLURRY lately... people {ahem my kids} are not very patient with me and my camera}

Look at the pretty cold sore on my bottom lip... I am talking PUFFY lips.

halloween overload...

Here are some pictures from when the kids and I went to "the" pumpkin patch... it was an event I tell ya. More on that later...

A little hay tunnel... the smell had me far from running after R. It was wet hay... which with animal smells does no one good. I am just sayin'. All you people who LOVE farms and all that that entails... they are all yours.

This place has a corn "pile" instead of a sand pile. It is pretty sweet. Millions of kernels of corn. It is like a sea or corn... pretty fun. R was not too sure about it, but warmed up to the idea after a couple min.

Corn filled the bottom of the play structure as well. Something soft to land on. Big hit I tell ya.

They have this small little maze for the kids... and no one is suppose to run or step on top of the hay. Who's child is that disregarding all rules? Not my son, never.

Devilish little smile from R, and H too interested in all the pumpkins to his right to pay attention to my yells to "LOOK OVER HERE!". At least they were in the same frame.

*So this "event" I was talking about earlier in this post had to do with my 5 year old.

The heaven's looked as if they were about to open up and pour down on us... so I called his name {he was on top of play structure} told him we had ten min. 12 min pass, I tell him we have to go {it would benefit you to imagine me persuading this 5 year old to leave the play-yard and get to the car while my 2.5 year old is hurtling the hay to touch the animals... not smart when animals are hungry. Just trying to help you imagine my situation, not mentioning that I am 6 months pregnant.} He then asks for 1 more min. I oblige, only to help rescue my daughter from not giving her fingers as food to the animals. I ran, not too often will you see me running while pregnant. It hurts. After. After retrieving my R, I take H's shoes over to him tell him we are leaving... and this is what I hear "NO! you lied it hasn't been ONE min.! I am not going!!!" That was not a silent protest it was a for all mankind to hear at the pumpkin patch protest. I shot him a look, and had to use my "stern" voice, which means "I am going to hurt you child, just wait" voice. He didn't budge. I was ranging. Raging my friend. He kept SCREAMING at me. All the other nanny/mother there were not really looking at me, acting like nothing was happening - bless them. After his vice was shot {well for a moment, he has to breath}, I pointed to his shoes and very calmly {with fire and death in my eyes} told him that he had the choice. He could put his shoes on and come with me or stay there... but I was leaving. I turned on my heel and walked away shaking with anger... then I realized I yet again lost R. Nice. I am the woman that all look at, in this instant, and think "she really should not be having another child, she can't control the two she has already". That was me.

When I finally spot R, I feel this shock of a hit on my rear. Hudson had grabbed his shoes and ran after me {thinking I was leaving him} and punched me as hard as he could in the butt. I don't remember the next 30 sec. Let's hope he doesn't as well. I think I could have lifted my own weight at the moment, in adrenaline and rage. But it was just all 45 pounds of H. I sat him down so fast on the hay... I had to explain to him, no I wasn't whispering the kid was out of control crying. I had to "make him hear me" because I can not lift him and carry him into my car, no way that was going to happen... I am in no position to be carrying that child. I can hardly carry R for a extended period of time.

Anyway to say the least we all got in the car in one piece and H knew he was done. Dinner and bed he went. But don't get me wrong it was a long ride home with children strapped in and screaming. It was one of the more embarrassing moments on my "parenting memories". Goodness all I could think about was how happy I was that two of my girlfriends had already left before that mess was released. Seriously.

There ya go, it was an event I tell you. And if anyone thinks I am going to this pumpkin patch with three children next year solo, is LOCO. Spencer will be attending as well. He puts fear into my children; much needed and healthy fear. Love him for that. Although I will be in physical shape to actually climb a play structure and drag a person home... so who knows... maybe they should fear me more next year. wink wink