Fisher loves to pea in the pod

Happy, happy happy. Thanks for the darling outfit, Kim!
Loves to stick out his tongue.I'm jealous of my boy's eyelashes!

The park we love

Loren and Fisher were hiding out from the wind.
Gavry loves to swing and is almost able to do it all by himself.

He ran straight to the volleyball net and said, "where Momma plays!" Funny, because I never play here. He looks good by the net, doesn't he? Won't be long . . .

Our March Snow

The most snow Gavry has ever seen.

Gavry's first snow person

Cold rosy cheeks

Fisher Lately

Figured I'd better post some more of Fisher. Here's a cute one in the tub with his big bro.

Stripes and plaid are in, right?

They really don't look alike, huh?

Grandma Erickson came to visit last week, and
we miss her already!

Gavry's 2nd Birthday

We had strawberry cupcakes when we got home from church . . .

Then we decided to have dinner . . .

more birthday photos

Then Gavry took a nap . . . and changed clothes . . .

Then got a tricycle, which he seemed to really like . . .

Can you tell how much he liked it?

But he did love trying to blow out the candle!

And finally got it, much to his dismay.

My favorite photo lately

Gavry was up in our tree and decided after about
two seconds that he was scared. Enter Dad to the rescue.
Love the shadows on their faces.

The Mavs Game

We celebrated Valentine's on Wednesday the 13th this year. See, Loren and I made a goal two years ago that we would like to see at least one game of each of the pro sports teams here in Dallas. Well, we only have six months left here in Texas and hadn't been to any. So Loren got us tickets to the Mavericks! They played the Trailblazers and stomped 'em 96-76, I believe. We had a blast, partly due to the fact that we had no kids with us! Wow, it was like a real date! Loren even treated us to buffalo chicken burgers and four dollar cokes! Then we headed up to the nosebleeds. Ain't it great to be the salt of the earth?

mom's night out

I left Loren for a few hours with the kiddies and had some me-time. It was great, but I was happy to be home to my little guy.

Gavry lately

This is what Gavry has been up to: drinking lots and lots of chocolate milk, running like crazy around our house, and playing baseball on the Wii.

LOST started again!

Did you all watch it? It was great. But I have to tell you a story first. Leave it to Tiffany to ruin a good night. So, it was 7:00pm, Gavry should have been being put to sleep (in bed, not like a dog), but his parents were lazy, so we put on a Toy Story for him in the other room and told him to keep quiet. Fisher was fed and about to fall asleep. We turned on LOST. And, it was a clip show to catch up all of those people who haven't been watching from the beginning. We're glad you've joined us, but watching netflix is cheating, come on. Anyway, we didn't want to watch it so we decided to go get ice cream . . . and we NEVER go get ice cream. We bundled up the little ones and headed to Marble Slab. I made my choice of flavor quickly, but of course, Loren couldn't decide. I said, I want caramel with fudge brownie." He said, "I think you've nailed it." So we ordered the big one and took a seat. (Is it okay if I switch to third person now?) Tiff had a bite. Loren had a bite. "Tiff, there are nuts in it."





"No there aren't. I would know by now if there were."





"Yes, there are."





"No there aren't." Tiff takes another bite. "Oh man, go get the benedryl!"





Loren dashes out to the car. No benedryl. Meanwhile, Tiff complains that there are nuts in the brownies and asks for a different scoop. They oblige nicely. Tiff can feel her throat swelling. (Back to first person) We book it out of there each having our own ice cream now. To home. To take benedryl. To get sleepy. To contemplate going to the emergency room for the beloved epinephrine shot. But we made it through the season premier of LOST finally, with belly aches. Seriously, just go buy some Blue Bell ice cream and sit at home. Going out for ice cream stinks. LOST was good though, right?

Two boys are better than one

Gavry loves his little brother, Shisher. We are so happy to be blessed with another boy (Fisher). They are twenty months apart and it just doesn't seem close enough. We'll have to work a little harder next time. Well, that probably won't be the case since Loren asked me as we were making our New Year's Resolutions, "can we please not have a kid in 2008?" I told him I thought the plan was to have one kid a year for five years. Then he said, "can I at least have a job when we get pregnant the next time?" I'll have to think about it.