picnic prancing

everton and i had a picnic.

pb&js and frozen blueberries.
life is great.

life is grand.

and utah is starting to grow on me.

wtf.

father's day weekend @ bear lake

as a typical mommy blogger, my posts have mainly consisted of my darling baby boy, everton.  i'm with him all day and i love blogging about his shenanigans.  but i musn't forget about the other man in my life, the man whom i blogged about the first 2-ish years of my blogging career.  the man whom i forced to take lovey dovey pictures with me (and still will...forever.)  the hunk who who lets me put my cold feet on his warm legs when i go to bed a few hours later after he does.

i am so grateful to have him as a father to my son and to my future children.  i'm so grateful for the job he has now and for how hard he works so that i can stay home with everton.  i love him so so much and can't wait to have more babies with him.  happy father's day to my baby daddy.

and this past father's day weekend we went to beautiful bear lake for my niece maddison's mission farewell.    she'll be going to the tempe, arizona mission and she'll be a rockin missionary.

we first stopped by jamba juice and everton partook of his first jamba.  i got my mango monkey a mango a go go and he devoured it.  i had to keep refilling his cup.

this is where we must go every time we come to bear lake for the best shakes.

also if you go to bear lake you have to check out my sister-in-law cyndi's clothing store named "beach bum"

its on 55 W Logan Road in Garden City, UT.  it has the CUTEST stuff there and we're planning on going back sometime so i can get an awesome sweater i was eyeing.

my brudduh and sister-in law own a boat and it's become my most favorite thing to do when we go, besides roasting on the beach (which we didn't get to do this time.)

and it was everton's first time to ride!  except i don't really know how he felt about it.  everyone told me that babies fall right to sleep when they ride and as usual everton was the exception.  he would cry when the boat stopped and when the boat was in motion he just had this bewildered look on his face.

and i think he hated having to wear a life jacket as well.  but the life jacket pushed his little cheeks up making him look even chubbier.

my niece maddison LOVES babies!  it was so nice having all my nieces hold and play with everton, even though he was sooooooo clingy to me, more than he'd ever been in his life.  my sister-in-law said that it's just a phase, i hope!

my boys.

this was part of the condo we stayed at that my in-laws had rented for those who wanted to stay the night before maddi's talk.

and tati!  the condo had a telescope!  but i didn't know how to work it, darn it.

SO BEAUTIFUL

good luck to maddi as she embarks on her mission in july!!

we'll miss her so much.

everton was pooped trying to battle anybody who tried to hold him and from wearing that darn life jacket.  both everton and i endured the car ride home as brett listened to country music.  ehhhh

mango monday

it's just another mango monday, ohh whoaaaa

(80's song over.)

being half filipino i have a tremendous love of mangoes.  when i was little, i remember going to some distant filipino family reunion up in canada.  i don't have too many memories from it, but what i REALLY remember is hovering over the grass smearing my face in mango juice as i devoured that juicy yellow fruit.

and i always hoped my children would love to do the same.

we got some "champagne" mangoes from costco recently and i saw fit to repeat my old tradition, this time with my bebe boy.

and he freakin loved it.  the mango pieces were a little slippery for those little chubby fingers so they were sliding all over the place....and into his clothes.

i showed him how it's done.

together we polished off 3 mangoes.

after we were done with the main parts of the mangoes i gave everton one of the pits to suck on.

and we chewed em like they were our pacifiers.

everton refused to let the soggy pit go.  i was only able to snag it when it slid out of his hands.

and like always, i forgot to put a bib on.  

later i would find mango pieces in his ears and on his forehead.

and in his diaper, but in another form.