toofins

On a personal note I am no longer breast feeding Katy. Yes I know it was a sad day when the boobs went on STRIKE! But when I see those "toofins" I start to not feel so bad...if you know what I mean?

But really, who could resist that?

Yum Yum in my Tum Tum

Is there no hope for ME? What does a dog have to do to get some peace and quite around here? It's not enough that you have taken over the house, and my favorite spot on the couch, but now you are taking over my toy bucket!!! Not the beloved bone...is there no shame? Is there no mercy?!?!?! Is there no decency?!?!?

Shamed, Chuck Norris

(AKA Amy's BFF)

*Note the exhibit A below....

Where are we?

This must have been the question my sister Katie was asking herself when she last saw us. Why? Well...

It all started with my hair-brained idea I got about taking pictures out at the salt flats. What could be cooler? So I figured I would call Katie and Zach to see if they would be in for a improv photo session. Unfortunately (or fortunately for him, depending on how you look at it) Zach was not feeling up to par, so he did not join us for our adventures.

I was just feeling like goofing off and seeing what the salt flats were even like. Now how do we get there? Well I know they are out by the Great Salt Lake, so they must be in Tooele or so? Well lets see, that should take us about a half hour or 45 minutes to get to. We should be there by about 5:30. Not so, my friend. Do you realize that if you want to go to the salt flats, and I am talking the real deal salt flats, you have to travel to West Wendover? Well you do!

As you can see from our fun, we did not quite make it there. Even thought I kept thinking, and saying out loud, that we must be getting close. "I'm sure that it's just around that bend." All in all it turned out to be a great night. Even more so when Steve informed us that we were running on fumes and he hoped that we could make it to Wendover to get gas! Yikes! Needless to say we had a great time catching up and chatting with Katie.

Oh and you know how I said that we would have Katie home by 9 o'clock at the latest? Well that turned into 11 o'clock! Sorry!!!

I am totally rockin' my Miley Walmart shirt!!! Yeah!

No shame!

Dog Days of Summer

The dog days of summer...what does that mean anyway? I am pretty sure Chuck could care less that it's summer, except for the fact that he doesn't get to come with me to the store quite so often because it's too hot for him. Now that I'm thinking of this I am convinced that Chuck is not a fan of the summer.

I would tend to agree with Chuck. Let's think about this for a minute: It's HOT!, it's swimsuit season, and when it's over you are that much closer to aging another year. Did I mention it's hot?

Having Katy must have thrown my body out of whack with the universe. I am HOT all the time now. I figured I was hot when I was preggers because I had a bun in the oven. But as time has progressed I do believe that the roles have reversed for Steveo and I. I am the one that is always hot, even though I am the cheapo and wont turn down the air!

It's swimsuit season. Enough said. Although I tell myself every day that nothing will ever quite be the same, I pick up a mag and find Ashley Simpson in a swimsuit looking better than ever. I am pretty sure we had the kidlets about the same time. How is this possible? It must be because I don't have the personal chef, and the 6 hours a day to devote to exercise...right? That is what I am sticking to today (**I do know that it's possible, but it will take me giving up my latest addiction -Jr. Mints- to do so and I am not ready for that). The muffin-top intervention may be closer than I think.

All in all, summer is not my favorite time of year. But I am convinced that some good comes from summer. As highlighted in my "Lost Pictures" below:

1)

Zach throwing around the hula hoop with Gage at Brynn's 1st Birthday. *Note to self: this was much advanced beyond my rhythmic skills*

2)

RaNae can usually put a smile on my face. Even when it's hot out!

3)

Basically just the essence of Robyn, as captured in this picture. Who said that "bum wars" were not worth the effort?

4)

Temple dedications with family. Plus Chick-fil-a for dinner before hand! Whew kids meal!

5)

Getting to have a new baby Brynne. Good things come in twos (especially when you have one on both sides 6 months before and after Katy)

6)

Getting to go down to Gateway and participate in the "white trash" festivities. I think you all know what I am referring to? Yes, the fountain. I vowed that I would never be one of those moms. Look who seems to be having a great time...ME!

7)

Pretty much just getting great picture opportunities, like this one with Grandma Kerry. As you can see, Katy gets her ravenous figure from me!

Nap Time???

I can't help but laugh when I put Katy down to take a nap and this is what I get....

*note, these were taken in August. I am just catching up on some of my blogging!*

A National Holiday!

A BIG shout out to Steveo on his Birthday!!!! Yes, it's that wonderful time of year when Steve turns 23 AGAIN!!! Ha! (Really, I am now married to a 28 year old if you can believe it!)

In the Beardshall house we celebrate national holiday style!!! So it's your birthday all month long, or your National Holiday! Steve tends to celebrate for about 3 months prior..."but it's for my Birthday."

This year we decided to celebrate Redneck style and we went to the State Fair. What a great time we had. Steve had to work so we went in the morning to the fair. It was a great day and, bonus, hardly anyone was there. Katy had a blast, mostly watching all the interesting people that seem to come in droves. She is defiantly a people watcher. Where else can you see animals and a decorated potato? No where but the fair. We opted not to pay 10$ each for lunch and we went to one of Steve's favorite restraunts...Pei Wei. So all in all we had a great time!

Happy Birthday to big Steve! Thank you for having a national holiday that we could all celebrate in with you. Hope your 23rd year is a great one for you!

Katy and Steve being silly

At the shark encounter, pretty scary. Katy didn't seem the least bit worried that we were about to get eaten!

Steve practicing waiving with Katy

Some of that redneck style I was talking about!

The lovely decorated potato. I believe this one won a prize!

These baby pigs were actually really cute! Steve wonders why I don't like to eat pork!

And the lovely milking cows!!!