18 Month old Boys

Can you believe it? The boys are busy and oh so cute. It's time for nursery at church, and learning new words everyday.

Last night at dinner I was telling Doug that I needed his help taking the boys 18 month pictures. I was driving out to Queen Creek to get something from a friend and mentioned that it would be fun to go and get the boys pictures done in my favorite field. He said "Let's go!" WHOO WEE! I jumped up and grabbed the boys new shirts, a squirter bottle, some props my camera and off we went. I have been doing so many indoor shoots lately, that my heart is aching for the beautiful light outdoors. 

I didn't even bring a comb...Grant's hair is a little slick...oh well.

You want us to sit Mom? No...we like being independent boys...

This shoot lasted 12 minutes....the quickest shoot ever!  The girls whined the whole time, and boys just wandered around and smiled so sweet....what sweet boys.

Words they can say at 18 months.
Mom
Dadddy
Audee
Go
No
Help You
Cool
Bye bye
Tant too(Thank you)
Baby
Outsie(Outside)
Doggie
Bapple(Apple)
Gramma
Cracker
Bite
Manna(Aunt Amanda)
Woobie
Uh-Oh

I'm sure there are more...I will add them when I remember....

My favorite one of Clark

My favorite of Grant

Here is a little snap of all my precious kiddos...this is my Great Grandma's quilt that has been sitting in my hope chest for 10 years. Hopefully she doesn't mind that I put in on the ground...It's so beautiful! They were all singing...

All of these were taken with my new camera...which is like BUTTA! Amazing....I love having beautiful shots of my kiddos.

Weekend in Pictures

First of all...thanks for all your lovely comments on my last post. I have decided that I want my kiddos to know that I am human and struggled with motherhood during these early years.

Friday we went to the lake with some new friends. They have twin 5 year old boys and a cutie-pie 2 year old. Both the daddies LOVE to fish...however with so many little ones in tow, I don't think we lasted as long as they would have liked...

Clark totally said..."Cheese"

Only Audree...posing with the fish she caught

It's a bummer when you are only 18 months and walking is still a new thing

Here's a good distraction....licorice and a fishing pole

He sat on my lap for a long time...little sweetest

Saturday Doug took the girls fishing in the morning again...while I organized...I got so much done with 2 out of 4 gone.....who would have thought?
I also got a pedicure and date night....what a perfect day huh!

Sunday evening was spent in "Heaven" --the backyard....I love this place. Come over and play in it with us....The sunset was beautiful!

Big helper girls....

Keeping it real

Be warned....real mommy feelings below....

Doug recently left on a 5 day vacation. My momminess was put to the test. I prayed really hard each morning and night that I would be patient and loving with my little ones. For the most part things went well. My Mom came up on the weekend to help which was AWESOME. But it seems like I am a SUPER mom until about 5:30 rolls around. And then the horns come out. My house is a mess...the kids are hungry, I am at my wits ends with my patience/crying/hold me level. Does anyone else feel like this? Sometimes I just cry right along with them.  And then  I drink a soda ( can't seem to get the diet under control....another reason for my frustration)


This is what is trying my patience most these days....the boys climb on the table ALL DAY LONG! They have fallen off before, and most of the time I take them off the table and gently remind them to stay off the table.
Tonight however at dinner, the boys were done so I took them out of their high chairs and let them play. They kept climbing on the table and it was past 5:30 and I was D.O.N.E.....I gave Clark a little swat on the bum and told him "No." My girls watching me said..."Mom I love you...I want to be a mom just like you..".and off they went and told Grant "NO!" then swatted him on the bum.

That is what is so hard for me...I am teaching my girls by example to be good mothers...and most of the time I feel like a failure. The girls will make comments like...
*It sure is hard with these brothers.
*Don't you wish Dad were here?
*Are you sad mom...the brothers are so much work mom.
*It's to hard to go out mom...the brothers are so hard.

I feel so bad that this is what they see every day. The girls seem to get the brunt of my frustrations.....

I wish I could just never loose my cool...and that my girls would see the mother I really want to be.



This is what most of my days look like....seconds late Clark jabbed his finger into Grant's eye....poor baby. I was too far away to stop it.

The boys are 18 months old next week and it's starting....you know...the dreaded years of toddlerhood. Having lived through them with the girls I know it's just a few years....but these boys...Holy cow. They are so busy and rough and tumble. Clark tackles Grant all the time...for no reason, just to be rough. They are starting the biting/hitting/No phase...and taking it out on me and their sisters.

I really shouldn't complain. I have 4 healthy babies. I get to stay home and watch them grow. I have the most wonderful husband and supporter But sometimes I am just plain overwhelmed. I know Heavenly Father knew I could handle it....I just need to remind myself of that.

What a depressing post right? Well this is how thing are at the Davis house these days....here is a picture with a little more sunshine. ( don't mind the dirty laundry...)
Grant has a new silly face.