The Perfect Van

Since our family is expanding we decided that we need to sell our lovely Xterra and get a minivan. I am not exactly pleased about getting a minivan, but whatever.

I found the perfect van online. It is within our budget, has only 77,000 miles, is my favorite minivan color, leather seats etc.

We went to go check it out at the dealership that I found it at only to be told that it was at another dealership two hours away. They told us it wasn't a big deal to move it here so we asked them to do it. The catch was that all of the price negotiations had to happen before it was moved. If it arrived and we wanted it, the price was already fixed. If it arrived and we didn't want it, we could walk away.

Here are the pictures:




Today they called us and told us the van had arrived. We pulled our Xterra up beside the van. It was beautiful. My heart was pounding. We were so lucky to find such a great van!!! The electronic door opened on the side and there it was. A huge gaping hole. Not just a tiny little hole, but a gigantic hole in the back of the drivers side chair. It was probably 2 feet square. You could see the guts of the chair. I gasped. The salesman tried to brush off the fact that there was a hole in the van. He had the audacity to tell us that it was a minor cosmetic flaw.

Ha.

So much for the perfect van.

Back to craigslist for round two.

Aggravation!

I was standing in line for a restaurant the other day and someone began commenting about the babies. This isn't a new thing and I appreciate people being friendly.

This person, however, made a comment about one of the twins being cuter than the other twin.

I didn't really say anything, but it bothered me.

Why would you say something like that in front of the kids, and in front of the parent???

Last night Darin, the twins, and I went out to dinner as a family. We were sitting there eating our sub sandwiches when one of the employees loudly asked, "Is anybody a Mormon?" Darin and I looked at each other with puzzled looks on our faces. She held up one of the pass along cards and announced to almost everyone there how someone had the nerve to give her the card earlier in the day. That if anyone wanted the card they should take it now from her because she was throwing it in the trash. She and her coworkers then had a good laugh and continued making sandwiches.

I didn't really say anything, but it bothered me.

Sometimes people need to be more aware of others when they make comments. I need to work on this as well, but still some things make me so aggravated!

Cute Pictures

Here are some cute pictures that I have recently taken of the boys:
Also, here is a photo of Big Mama (ha ha). This was actually taken a few weeks ago, but I will be 22 weeks tomorrow! I cannot believe that I am more than half way there. We still have so much to get done before July. The other day I saw a picture of a girl on facebook who was due around the same time as myself and she pretty much looked like a stick still. I think that since I had the twins first my belly just popped out really quickly.

My Little Nakeds

Lately the twins have really enjoyed running around the house in only a diaper. Every time I change their clothes or diaper they say, "NAKED?" I often have to fight them to put their clothes back on.

Not only do they want to be naked all the time, they have been noticing other people being naked or partially naked. We were sitting in church a couple of weeks ago and a family came in late and sat in a pew in front. Cameron started saying naked really loud and pointing to this little girl with a small sleeveless dress. Poor girl. They also point to the babies on the diaper boxes us and show us they are naked.

I hope that this is just a fad. I will never forget driving by an old neighbors house and seeing a little boy running around naked as a jaybird in the yard. It is such a blessing that they haven't discovered how to remove their diapers yet :).

Rock Star Toes

This past weekend we had the pleasure of having Darin's sister, Janae over for a brief visit. The kids love to have visitors and they sure enjoyed her company. They referred to her as Sant Sanae.

While she was here, we went to the local salon and got our toenails done. I don't indulge in this very often because it is hard for me to justify spending money on something I can do myself, but it was fun.

We had them do "Rock Star Toes" on us. I chose a color that looked really pretty in the little cup, but is a little garish on my toes. I usually enjoy red and pink polish, but this is so very blue that it makes me a little sick, but I enjoy the sparkle! Janae got the prettiest coral red/pink. I was a little jealous afterward.

Ten Little Fingers, Ten Little Toes

We are so excited to announce that another baby will be joining our family.

And guess what?

It is going to be....



A Boy

He is scheduled to arrive somewhere around July 14.

We are absolutely excited.

As well as somewhat nervous.

God Bless Baby Boys

Church

I really love going to church each week. I look forward to becoming spiritually "recharged" and also being able to socially interact with people other than my immediate family (even though I love them so much).

Everything has changed since the kids have come into our family. Now everything has changed again since the kids are so active and know how to throw tantrums.

I used to look at certain families and think, Why cant they control their kids? And Why are they always taking their kids out into the hallway?

There were also families that I would look at and think, I want my family to be like that, their kids are so well behaved!

Well, God did not give me meek and mild little children.

In between balls ricocheting off of pews, goldfish being stomped into the ground, a near dumping of the sacrament tray, a crawling-under-the-pew getaway, a few screaming tantrums, and an accidental pulling up of mommy's skirt, the eternal hour finally ended.

Needless to say, ours were the first kids to nursery. They played in nursery while we cleaned and vacuumed the pew and hunted down their toys.

I am not the kind of woman to give up so easily. Next week I plan to come prepared for battle with some new ideas and strategies.

If only I could think of anything.