Our Pets!

So my neighbor came over the other day and as she was leaving she looked in my bushes and shrieked and said that I have a huge snake in my bushes. Well upon investigating this snake it turned out to be 3 snakes all curled up together basking in the warmth of the sun. So of course the mayham ensued with the neighbor kids and my nieces, Ally and Rachel. So Ally has wanted a snake for a long time and I told her to come over and get her birthday present. She tried to catch one and it struck at her good thing she was wearing a sock on her hand. The snakes slithered down the bush and as we were looking it turned out that we have more than 3 snakes at last count it was at seven. So then the next day we went over to my mom and dad's for dinner and we were telling my dad all about these snakes that were basking in the sun and he started laughing and told us that they weren't so much basking as they were mating. So with my dad you never know when he is kidding or telling the truth, to the internet we went and come to find out this wasn't a mom snake with her two babies as I so innocently thought, but in fact a female snake with two males doing their thing. So who knows how many more snakes we will have living around our house. As long as they stay outside and eat the mice and the voles they are welcome to stay. Also I would like them to stay out of sight as well.

Fear of Bees!

I had to get this picture of Cole. He had just stepped on a bee with his shoes on and he freaked out. He is so funny because he is seriously scared to death of Ants and Bees. Bees I can understand because he was stung once. My sister Liz has tons of flowers in front of her house and he was up there the bees for some reason were totally attracted to his hair and one got him on the neck. Cole was not happy about that. The one I don't understand are Ants. If he sees a little ant on the back patio he freaks out and wants me to kill it. One time he went out to ride his bike in the front yard and came in just sobbing. I thought he had fallen down, he grabbed my hand and pulled me outside and showed me on the sidewalk where there were a TON of ants. He was so scared of them. And about 2 weeks ago he came into our bedroom because he had had a bad dream, he couldn't tell me what it was about but was scared so he climbed into our bed and about 30 minutes later Carter woke up so I went to get him and got back into bed and I tried to get Cole to scoot over and he was talking in his sleep and said, "Get them off me. The ANTS are getting me."

Cole's friend Nick

Cole and Nick playing king of the castle

So this is Cole's friend Nick. These two have been hanging out together since they were 2. They have had a love/hate relationship, but now that they are getting older it is SOOOO nice when the play because they don't need constant supervision and I can actually get some work done! So yesterday we were going to my mom and dad's for dinner and we drove past Nick's house and

this is the conversation.

Cole: "Hey I want to go play with Nick"

Me: "You saw him at church today, didn't you?"

Cole: "No"

Nick: "Yes you did, when I picked Cole up from class, Nick was under the impression that he was going over to our house."

Me: "Why did he think that?"

Nick: "A little bird told him that."

Cole: "It wasn't a little bird, IT WAS ME!"

Nick and I got quite the laugh abou that one. He is just a funny kid.

Trip to the Mountain

So anyone who doesn't know what going to my Grandma Stiborek's mountain means let me explain. Pretty much it is a 5 acre cabin/garden/park/orchard place of hard hard work. It is the place that Lola (Grandma Stiborek) has built and is the place that she produces all of her wonderful jellies, frozen fruit, tomatoes, peppers, okay so pretty much anything you can think of from tomatoes to okra and rubbarb. She is amazing and we love her dearly! So we met Cam in Vegas last Friday and headed up to the mountain Saturday morning to get her gardens ready for the upcoming season. My mom gave me an outfit to put Carter in so he wouldn't get any of his clothes dirty and then she said I could throw it away. Cole, who loves clothes, was a bit dismayed because Grandma Johnson didn't give him anything to wear, so the whole time driving up there he kept saying stuff like this outfit is too big for Carter and maybe someone who is bigger could wear it. Then he would say he is bigger and maybe he could wear it. So as soon as we hit the cabin he ran inside and put on the outfit which didn't fit him at all but wore it with pride anyway. Cameron says that I have some pretty good blackmail pictures for the future. I love it. So here are some pictures from our trip. Carter loved the backpack carrier. He was a really good baby while we were up there for the day. The last one of Cole pouting was because he didn't get to use the big tools.

The cabin in the winter

Cousins or Twins?

So how adorable are these two. This is Ava, Cole's cousin who is 3 months older and lives in Fort Collins. Whenever I have these two together and we go to the store, without fail people ask me about me twins. Cute kids. So here is my favorite story about Ava. Holly, her mom, asked her to get into her car seat. She was taking her time doing it, so Holly said, "Ava, I am going to count to three. One...Two..." Ava stopped her and said, "No mom, count to three like Aunt Aimee." So now you need to understand that Holly has a very sweet soft voice and I have yet to hear her yell at her kids. I on the other hand am very good at raising my voice and yelling, however I am getting better at the yelling, since Cole called me out on it back in October when he said as I was trying to get him bed one night, "Mom, can we talk?" Me: "What do you want to talk about?" Cole: "I want to talk about how come you yell at me." Nice huh? Well we resolved that and I don't yell at him anymore and he listens to me and minds. So anyway back to the Ava story. I figured that Holly would need some pointers on the whole 1, 2, 3 counting thing so I sent her the following:

Why my 3 year old cracks me up...

Okay so the following are just a couple of recent things that Cole has said that totally crack me up.

Sadly I have to admit that I am a Project Runway Junkie. Which is really quite ironic because I am totally fashion impaired. I have absolutely zero fashion sense, but I can't get enough of this totally addicting show. I love the drama on that show. So the finale was on Wednesday and I was watching it tonight and Cole came to sit next to me and it was at the very end of the show. And for those of you who don't watch it Heidi Klum will have the designers stand on the runway and wait for the results. Well the two guys were standing there, not saying anything and waiting for the winner to be announced, and they are dragging it out and finally Heidi says, Christian, you are the winner and of course he taps into his vast feminine side and starts crying and everyone is so happy for him and smiling and so proud. Well Cole looks up at me with this incredible innocent face and says, "He won the quiet game didn't he Mom?" I lost it. I just starting laughing my head off. To see his face and then think of how proud everyone was that Christian won the quiet game, was priceless. I loved it!

Troubleshooting fool!
So my dad, being the computer genius he is, calls me quite often for some troubleshooting. So as much as I love to try to talk him through this on the phone, it works out for both of our sanity if I get the kids and go directly to the source, so we head to his office. Well a long story made short, I was driving Nick's car and something was not sounding right and Nick had told me that the brakes were going out, well I got out of the car and investigated and found that the driver side splash shield for the engine had come loose and was dragging on the ground and it needed to be put back up. So When I got back in the car I went off on this dissertation telling Cole that we are trouble shooters and if something doesn't sound right we check it out to find out what is wrong and we are problem solvers etc. So I get to my dad's office and we are in his office and I ask Cole to tell Paca (What the grandkids call my dad) what we are. Cole proudly says with much conviction, "We are trouble guns!" Love it! Love it! The kid cracks me up. So a couple days later we are heading back over to my dad's office and Cole says, "Are we going to go trouble shoot?"

It is about dang time....

So I have to say that I am incredibly impressed by all of my friends/families blogs. I love to read them and get much enjoyment out of them. I am feeling like a hypocrite so I have decided to finally join the blogging world. Nick actually set up a blog last year and really thought that I would get more use out of it than he would, well did I prove him wrong or what. I guess my excuse is that when I am on the computer I am working or reading the amusing writings of my friends and family and I didn’t want to spend more time on the computer, or that I didn’t have time to spend on the computer without Carter banging on the keys and it is very difficult and slow to type with one hand, while holding him away with the other. I decided to do my own, rather than post on his, but I can't promise that I won't steal pics or vids from his. He has got some pretty good ones on there.So here goes nothing…