Love Bug Lunch

This is my girlfriend Kate.



You have all met her before. She and her family are some of my favorite people. I love Kate for several reasons, but something I especially like about her is that she celebrates everything! I love it. I love her positive nature and fun personality. Last week Kate put together a small luncheon for her friends and their love bugs.

We had Love Bug Luciousness.





(There was a ton more food, these just photographed the best! ;) Thanks for all the yumminess, Kate.)

There were Love Bug Lollies.





Gunnar sang some Love Bug Lullabies





And did some Love Bug Leaps from the coffee table to the sofa. (It was ok. I don't just let him do that anywhere. ;))



We made Love Bug Letters.





We had some Love Bug Laughs.





We had some Love Bug Leggings.





Look at how much this Love Bug has grown. She is usually sleeping,



but Friday she was awake! Hooray!!







Such a good, sweet Love Bug.



And we also had some Love Bug Bums. ;)

Kate and I were talking about one of our favorite shows, Project Runway, and how the designers had been asked to make outfits for wrestling Divas. We both commented on the tight buns the women had, then we turned our attention to the buns in front of us. Ky-Ky those women have got nothing on you! ;)



Thanks for all the fun and laughs Kate; it was such a great time!!

Happy Valentine's Week Everyone!! Hope you all have sweet plans to celebrate the fun day with your loved ones!!

The Magical Fire Engine

Gunnar needed a haircut. I took him on Monday to a place that is apparently cool, I mean that is what the place calls itself, "Cool Cuts". All I can say is if a place can make my son NOT cry while having his hair cut then it is pretty stinkin' cool. I'd even say magical.

Pre-Game (He is usually ok at this part. It is when we go back to the chairs he starts to get sad and weepy.)
Oh, the re-growth. You know it is bad when you can't even tuck/gel/clip/bobby pin it behind the ears.



The stylist called his name.
"No hairs cut mom!"
"Come on Gun, it will be fun."
"You get to ride in the fire truck!"
"Huh?"
He has been to this place at least 3 times before, but Monday there was something special about sitting in a fire truck.



He was chatting like he owned the place, telling the stylist all about himself. She understood nothing; I got everyword. He was doing great until she pulled out the clippers. Then he dug deep in his Nuzman 6 pack gut and found fresh courage. He told her exactly the way he likes it.

"Listen Lady, I like a 2 around the bottom and a 4 on the top. Go slow with the scissors, they scare the toots out of me. And I don't care for the trimmer you use to finish things but I know it is required for a pristine look so go ahead and use the mechanism, but give me warning before you rev it up. Oh, and I hate to have hair in my nose. Got it? Ok. Proceed."



"I'm ok. I'm ok. I can do this. Stop pushing on my head Lady!"



"Hey! I feel hair in my nose."



"Were you listening to me? I said NO hair in my nose. Geez. My mom is paying good money for this service."



Yes, I have back hair, a lot of men my age do. Alright? So what of it? Thanks a lot Dad. Shave it too."



"Does this thing go any faster? I am putting the pedal to the metal. I feel the need, the need for speed."



The engine also had a bell. Gunnie kept ringing it. Maybe that is way the stylist had to hold his marble so tight.







Some finishing touches.
"I usually don't like it "pikey" Lady, I usually like it "sweeping", but today is an exception. Please feel free to use that special pomade madam."



"This is why I'm hot. This is why I'm hot."



My dad used to say when he had his hair cut that he had had his ears lowered. Monday Gunnar lowered his ears successfully without any tears. Congrats, Gun!!



Here's the after shot channeling Maverick himself.



and ummm, urrr, Popeye?



You look good son; you look good. I love you Sweets- Mommy Mom

Flat Stanley

We currently have a house guest.



His name is Stanley and he is flat. He's a little girl's school project and he is currently traveling the world. My college girlfriend, Michelle, who I affectionately refer to as, Bobo (I can't remember why, we weren't in a drunken stupor when I gave her that name, I promise, I just can't remember why I came up with that nickname but spring term of 1997, that's what she was called. Can you remember the story Michelle? If she leaves a comment explaining her term of endearment- it will prove entertaining for sure; Michelle is hysterical. ;)) Anyway, she now lives in Alaska and I am not sure how but Stanley ended up at her house and then she asked if he could come to stay with us for a week. Basically Stanley goes wherever we do, we journal our adventures together and then we send him off to a new place. This is the intro to the directions, "Mrs. Lebaron's class in Spanish Fork, Utah just finished reading the book, Flat Stanley. Because Stanley is flat he can travel anywhere in the world. We would like to have him visit with your family." We record everything we do with Stanley in his journal, take pictures with him, and then send him on to another family in a week. (Sound like J.J. Super Pretzel Melissa and Katy?)

Today we took him to our friend Miles's 3rd birthday party. Stanley partied like a rockstar! That guy can really hold down his apple juice.



Here's the birthday boy, Miles. I have known him since he was keeping his mom up at night. Kristine and I were commenting today on those days...the ones when we were trying to figure out our new infants...the ones when we never thought we would be normal again, when we never thought we would be celebrating 3rd birthdays. YOU MADE IT KRISTINE! CONGRATS!!







We had a great time at a fun park in San Clemente, a great little city by the beach.











Flat Stanley enjoyed himself tremendously.

He dug in the sand.



He slide down a fire pole.



He made himself a sandwich and ate some cheese puffs.



And he made friends with all of Miles's friends.



Jack was having a good time right up to this moment...





Baby Emmi still sleeping...



James, Miles's baby brother.





Where can I find that red coat in my size?



Guess who else was at the party? Gunnar's Valentine. Flat Stanley tried to put the moves on her but Gunnar wouldn't let that happen.

Ky-Ky and Gunnar sitting in a tree...k-i-s-s-i-n-g...



These two are just so fun and sweet together. Gunnar held her hand to help her across the street; every time we started walking he wanted to hold her hand.



I LOVE THIS LITTLE GIRL!!











Thanks for inviting us to your party Miles. We had a great time. I just asked Flat Stanley how he felt about California.
"RIGHTEOUS DUDE!" was his response. He has already become a native.



p.s. Kate and Kristine- no watermarks. They're yours! ;) Right click away!!

p.p.s Flat Stanley needs a home in a week. Olivia in New York? Kate in Arizona? Paige in Oregon? Lauren in Pennsylvania? Jennifer in Idaho? You don't have to pay for any postage...Let me know if you are interested. He never pops off, eats like a bird, and always has a smile...takers?
xoxo Kam