Cubs Camp

The boys were able to attend the BYU Cubs Basketball Camp. It was held the first week in June. Originally we had only signed up Landon, but when we got there realized that 5 year olds could attend. We quickly signed Preston up. He was thrilled to say the least! (So were his parents, who would not have to entertain him for 3 hours a day while his brother was playing b-ball!) He was in his flip-flops so he had to start the camp with those while we ran to the hotel and picked up his basketball shoes, luckily we had packed them. He had on some soft shorts with pockets and by the end of day we took note that he desperately need basketball shorts WITHOUT pockets! His hands were in those pockets the whole time! How can you dribble with your hands in there?! Ask Preston he can tell you!  

The camp was a success Landon was able to win the Cougar Award on the first day, and Preston won the Hustle Award on the last day. It is amazing what he can do when his hands are out of those pockets! Way to go boys! 

Had to add a little ode to Budget 8! This is the Hotel we stayed at, it was right next to Cougar Stadium and walking distance from the camp. It had to have been the smallest room known to mankind! The bathroom was so small that two people couldn't be in it at the same time with the door shut. The toilet wouldn't flush half the time and the crib... well look at the picture below. The only plus was the pool was open 24 hours a day, and it was right next to Dairy Queen. We all had ice cream everyday. Well, that might not be a plus for the mother! ;o) 

See the picture of the kids? Yes this is how we felt about Budget 8 when we were finished! I will take the blame. Gavin wanted a better room, but I was trying to go economy. Note to self: Next time it might be worth the extra 30 bucks a night! Oh the memories... Good Times! 

The Best Gal Around!

My Mom is truly one of the best gals around. I don't know what I would do without her, she is always there with a listening ear, ready to help at a moments notice, and always thinking of others first. I wasn't in town on her birthday, but I want her to know I love her and so does Gavin, Landon, Preston and Addie. We couldn't ask for a better Mom, Grandma and most of all friend. Mom, Happy Birthday, hope your day was great. 

BirthWEEK! Have you ever heard of that?!?

Landon chose to go mini golfing on Tuesday for his birthday party. Since we had been in San Diego on his birthday and didn't get home until Monday evening, I told him he could only have a couple friends and they weren't going to bring him any presents. He was fine with that, he just wanted to go golfing. It was by far the easiest party I ever planned! I started calling kids at noon and the party was over by 6:00 that night. I bought some cupcakes and we called it good! Although, he must have some really super NICE friends, because they all ended up getting him a little present! They are all really cute boys. I am glad he has great friends. 
On Wednesday we had the family come over and have cake. This would have been the third time he was sung too! Like I said in the previous post Landon's birthday really turned into the birthWEEK!! He was spoiled and loved every minute of it! I am so proud of the boy he is growing up to be. I love you buddy. Happy 7th Birthday! 

Landon is SEVEN!

What better place can a 7 year old celebrate their birthday, than San Diego? The day was filled with perfect things for Landon to do. First Landon got to go swimming at 8:00 am! Then we took Grandpa and Dad to the Cubs game and we went to lunch at Denny's (we were a little lost and starving so we figured it would work!) After lunch we went to the harbor and checked out the big ship. The boys liked wearing the gear and pushing all the buttons in the airplanes. Then it was back to the hotel for more golfing. The day was finished with dinner at Outback and his very own desert. Aren't birthdays great?!  More posts to come about how Landon's birthDAY turned into a birthWEEK! But, it will have to wait.... we are leaving for the BYU Cubs basketball camp in the morning at 7:00 am. (time right now: 11:20 pm) I still haven't packed and have dishes in my sink. Crap! 

Just one more quick shout out... My mom's birthday is tomorrow, I won't be here so I am wishing her a very Happy Birthday! I love you mom, you really are the best. There will be a birthday post about this special woman, it will just have to be a few days late, and with the way I have been posting lately, that is pretty typical.  :) 

Life is a Beach!!

I know it is taking me FOREVER to post our trip. Like the saying goes "better late than never" right!? We spent Saturday at the La Jolla beach. It was great, thanks Erin for your advice. There was  a little cove,  a perfect place for the kids to swim and for Preston to find more snails, crabs and shells. I wish we lived closer to the beach, I could get used to hanging out there! 

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Take me out with the crowd.

Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks,

I don't care if I never get back,

Let me root, root, root for CUBBIES,

If they don't win it's a shame.

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,

At the old ball game."

 

The reason we went to San Diego was to see the Cubbies! Gavin had us all outfitted appropriately in our Cubs gear, the only problem is they lost all 3 games! Oh well, you know if your a Cubs fan, you have to learn to lose! ;o) Both  boys caught baseballs in batting practice the first night, what a highlight! Two in one night, what's the luck?!  It's just too bad the Cubs didn't have a little luck while we were there. 

What little boys are made of...

What are little boys made of?

Frogs and snails and puppy-dogs' tails.

Or in my case frogs, and snails and baby duck tails!! 

Who needs to go see the penguins, or the dolphins? Lets just collect snails and chase ducks! Most of you know from previous posts Preston loves snails. He thinks it is so cool how they leave a wet trail. He found a bunch at Sea World, and wanted my Dad to sit with them while he went and played. I told him they would be fine alone, but he didn't believe us. We ended up putting them in our Coke cup and hauling them around with us, until he got the idea to put them in his Shamu lunch pail. We took them back to our room, where they died. Yuck! What is with boys and snails?