Tired of boiling water

Our hot water heater has not produced ANY hot water (and I'm not exaggerating....there is NONE) for a little over a month now. I am really tired of boiling pots of water everytime I want to get clean. It takes me a good hour to get clean. I boil a big pot of water, dump that water in our canning pot, then fill up the now empty pot with more water and boil that. While the second pot is working on boiling, I fill up the canning pot with some more water (which is FREEZING) until the temperature is just right, and then sponge bathe. I use the second pot to wash my hair. This process is a pain, but I'm greatful we have running water and a stove to heat water on. My brother Nathan is here now trying to figure out how to get it to work (he's amazing....I love you Natey.), but he says he's not promising anything. The only problem is that it won't ignite to make hot water. The fan works, but the flame is OUT! Please pray for us that this problem will be solved. This mami needs a really hot bath right now. It has been a very yucky day!

Hormones are NOT fun!

I do not like my hormones. We do not get along at all. When I need to be supportive of my hubby, they don't want me to be, so then I fuss and whine, and then feel really bad! (Sorry, baby.) When I start working out and begin getting muscle definition again, I start loosing weight and looking GROSS! (This has only been happening since I've been married.) Why is it that every time I really start doing something good, my hormones send me in the other direction? Does this happen to anyone else? I want it to go away! I don't want to loose weight. I don't want to be grumpy. I don't want to cry for no reason (okay, sometimes I do. It feels REALLY good to just cry sometimes, and I need it.). Ronald had to work tonight, so I took the kids by myself to church to watch General Conference. They did great. On the way home, they fell asleep and when Isabella woke up to go inside, she became super grumpy, which helped me to be super grumpy. She wanted to snuggle tonight before I left her room and I didn't, so I just walked out. She cried. I went back and snuggled with her. Two seconds later she said, "okay mami, you can go now. Thank you." Two seconds of snuggling is all that girly needed, and I didn't want to give it to her? That's sad. I'm sorry. I'm glad I went back in.


On another note, Alexander is obsessed with trucks. He says it over and over and OVER. crrrrruck. ccccrrrrrruck. It's cute. He was saying to over and over during conference. I don't know if the others there thought it was cute. I'm sorry, but atleast he was well behaved. Alexander also says dog (gog, or gog-gog), grandpa (gaga), book (guck....kind of sounds like his truck, but he's saying book), and sissy (sssssiiiiiiissss). When he sees a baby he goes ahhhhhhhh, like awwww, but ahhhhh instead. He's so cute. I love my kids. Alexander will be one in 8 days! Isabella will be 3 in 18 days! I wish they would stop getting so old so fast. It makes me want to cry. DANG HORMONES!

Crazy people that I LOVE

These were all taken at my Mom's birthday dinner. I love how crazy my family is. They are so much for to be around.

Jenny (Grant's girlfriend who we LOVE), Ronald, and Grant

Nathan karate chopping me.
Crying because I won't stop taking his picture.

A classic picture of Grace.

I like Alexander's face in this one.

Nice one, mom.

A very typical face for Ronald.

Motocicleta girl

Isabella LOVES to ride with Uncle Grant on his motocicleta. Grant goes very slow with her, and she is just in HEAVEN. Now we need to get her a helmet.

I love this picture. She loves her Uncle Grant.

Getting on for the first time.
Grant was so proud of her for riding around with him. He's been looking forward to this since she was born, seriously.

Birds of a feather

The other day at nap time I went in to peek at the kids, and they were both sleeping like this; snuggling their blankies and feet hanging out of their beds. They are definately related.

I need a tomate

This little girl loves her tomatoes. Seriously, she eats them like candy. She ate 6 plum tomatoes in a row this night.

Where wishes and dreams come true

The beginning of this month my mom took Isabella, Alexander, and me to Dutch Wonderland. Isabella had been talking about going there for almost a month when we first drove by the big castle. Isabella was so very excited to be here. It was the perfect day for it, since it was a little rainy and a little chilly, so there were no lines and hardly anyone was there. It was perfect.

On the train.

Isabella was very excited to go on the merry-go-round. We went on this twice.
Alexander was a little scared on it, but he did well.

I couldn't believe that my mom went on this ride with Isabella. Mom screamed SO loud! Isabella didn't say a word and had no facial expression. I love the way my mom looks in the next three pictures. It's classic!

Mom couldn't stop laughing, Isabella was just looking around.

"Mami, look! It's a princesa!"

This was the perfect ride for them to ride on together, it was slow and it was a truck!

I thought for sure that Isabella would be scared on this ride, and I was going to go on it with her, but there was only room for one adult. (I'm kind of glad I didn't have to go on this ride, I would've been scared.) Isabella did great. Again, she didn't make a peep.

Alexander and Mom were playing together. She's so good with my babies.

"THE VOGAGER" aka the barf bucket. Isabella wanted to go on this, and I agreed to go on it with her. I wish I hadn't. Before we start, the guy running it says, "if anyone feels like they are going to be sick, push one of the STOP buttons in the center of the ceiling, and we'll get you out as soon as we can." Gross. Okay, so we stayed on. I had to close my eyes so I wouldn't get sick. I told Isabella to hold my hand in case she got scared, but she was fine. We're riding the ride and she says, "Mami, this is so fun!". About 10 seconds later, she says she feels sick. I think she was really fine, but I kept my eye on her. I wanted to push the button for myself, but I didn't. We made it, and were one of the first one's off. THANK GOODNESS! Never again will I get on that ride. Okay, maybe I will.

The twirling turtles is my FAVORITE ride. I was very pleased that Isabella liked it as much as me. We rode it three times in a row. The last time did me in. Boy was it fun, Isabella said it was her favorite ride, too. That's my girl. Milking the cow.

Alexander was laughing at all the kids walking by him. He was a ittle tired, and overly excited because of it.

At the end, Isabella just started running off. Seriously, she did these next two things all on her own. I didn't tell her to pose or anything. She actually said for me to take her picture.