few are taken... even less make it.

you would think that as a mom taking pictures and posting on a blog would just be second nature but for some reason it is so hard for me. WHY?! in fact the only reason i am MAKING myself sit down and do this is because of my dear sweet sisters that guilt trip me every time i am on the phone. "i still check your blog every once and a while hoping to see an update, but nope- still just dylan's bald head". i felt like that was going to be the quote on my gravestone because i heard it so often. Dallas is getting so big and it's hard that no one on my side of the family gets to see it so i have some recent pictures that i can blog-brag about.

Dallas loves to brush his teeth. whenever he sees ours out he must have his at that exact moment as well. it doesn't matter if he's eating or getting a diaper changed, if someone walks in brushing their teeth it's like if you give a mouse a cookie... "if the dally mouse sees a toothbrush... he's going to need one of his own. because nothing in the world matters at that moment then brushing his teeth."





i threw this one in because he is so cute. look at how long his hair is. my goodness i love the side wings. haha. i don't know when i will ever be able to give him a real haircut not just a trim.

Dylan had the rare opportunity to be a full-time missionary for a few days. Elder suter was training a greenie that decided he needed to go home and so elder suter was going to have to make a threesome with another companionship in Valpo but he was talking to Dylan and saying how he does not want to leave the area because he is at crucial steps with some investigators and does not want to leave them for 3 days so Dylan had this idea and calls up the mission president and volunteers himself to be Elder Suter's companion until the new one can come. The mission president LOVED that idea. he was so excited and grateful that Dylan had called and offered. So Dylan dusted off his old missionary tag (even though it was in spanish lol) and lived the full time missionary dream again. it was pretty weird for me though I must say. Elder Suter slept on our extra mattress on our floor in the family room and Dylan slept on the couch and I was alone in bed. and Dylan had to go to dinner appointments leaving Dallas and I home which was weird also. I didn't know if I could wait out his whole mission but before the "dear john" letter had to come out he was released and allowed to be my husband again. yay happy ending. This picture I took was from a lunch break. they where planning out the rest of their day and relaxing. i know i should have taken more but if you forgot my picture taking skills and desires please refer back to the title. thank you.

this next sequence of pictures is cute Dally bug again as he eats a ppj. why post it? because this defines the reason blogging was invented. to show off cute pictures of your kids and have them permanently saved to be remembered; because sometimes the little things like this are the biggest things you never want to forget.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

at Dallas' 18 month check up he was finally tall enough to be on the chart! I knew you would grow little buddy. That was so funny before that his height was not even in a percentile range. just deemed "short". And his head size is now in the normal range. hahaha. he is in the 70% head size, 31 inches tall, and weighing 28 lbs. too bad Dallas had to get shots again. but the good news is that he is now done until kindergarten. Dallas was very brave in taking 3 shots and only cried for a minute then decided he was ready to go. He even wanted to walk out on his own. Sweet baby. I took him to wendy's for luch and then the park to eat. This is the picture of him in the car on the way to the park. Look at how happy he is with his toys and his blanky. He is one tough cookie. I LOVE THAT KID!

 

the best part of the day is the evenings when Dylan gets home and we have dinner, play, and give Dallas a bath. When he gets out he loves to run around and take as many books down from the shelf as he can before we catch him. (look at how good I am at getting modest-enough pictures. talent.) and then we have scriptures and prayers while Dallas drinks his bottle then when he decides he's had enough of us reading he'll say "night night" and we know it's time to say a quick prayer and tuck him in. I love our routine!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We went down to "papa and lala's" house to do some yard work and get flowers planted since the weather was so nice and Dallas had so much fun pushing his tractor around the yard and being outside with everyone. this is just another one of those days you need to have blogged :)

Dallas loves to "help" me cook. whenever i have to cut something i have to put it on the floor and chop it up while he taste-tests it for quality purposes i'm sure. As i was making a salad I put some ranch in a cup for him while i chopped up the cucumbers. as you can see from his messy face he enjoyed it. licking the ranch off more than eating the cucumber. but that's what babies do