Last Saturday Isaac went down to Hattisburg and helped with the Helping Hands tornado clean up, they were going to go Sunday as well but they didn't really have enough "work orders" for them. Sunday, we went to dinner at some friends in our ward, it was really really fun, and Wednesday Cannon and I tended for a few hours for a gal in our ward, 7 months later I feel like I'm starting to get to know people a little more.
Every Idea I had for Isaac's birthday-no good. So Wednesday morning I asked Cannon what we should get his dad for his birthday, then I said "Should we go to Walmart and get him a  motorcycle?" and he got this excited look on his face and said "And Tannon, and Tannon" It was so cute. Then when I went to play group and our bishop's wife was telling us about the best beach in Mississippi and its actually and Island you have to take a boat to but if you go the right time of year you get to see dolphins and stuff...oh I was so excited. Its totally what we are going to do for his birthday-maybe spring break? Maybe we'll wait until summer but I was so happy to have a plan that wasn't going to be derailed. So when Isaac got home I said "FINALLY, I'm so excited about your birthday present." And  Cannon chimed in and said "Daddy Motorcycle" The little stinker, sure can't keep a secret. It was super cute though. And he's a pretty good little "Happy Birthday" singer. He learned it a nursery -its one of his friends favorite songs-and I'm so glad its so cute. I recorded it on my phone as a sound but I should have tried to get a video. Oh well.

So much for not having T.V. -this never would have been the scene if Cannon hadn't discovered  Curious George over Christmas break.

 

He's being a little bit of a stinker too-like throwing a fit when I tell'm he's watched enough "Monkey George" I was ready to cut it off forever but...This weekend is the State Tournament (Utah, my basketball girls) I'm hoping him being enthralled in Curious George is going to be the ticket to me getting to watch the semi final game today. Which by the way-watching online sucks...its not the same...oh and I have million times more anxiety, its stupid, but I'm really glad they stream it.  Oh and speaking of basketball, we have this crazy loud booming cracking Thunder here and I say "Whoa buddy-did you hear the thunder?" (as if anyone could have missed it) and he says "Basketball?" that's right buddy, mom's basketball girls are the Thunder. It was pretty cute, but then again-excluding the fits-I think pretty much everything he does is cute.

There a few other pretty normal things-like how much Cannon loves to go to the church with his dad-or asks me to go just anytime but his dad actually takes him, or how he thinks the missionaries come over just to see and play with him, but I think that pretty much wraps up another week...

We had such a fun weekend with Grama. Oh it was a blast-and as much as we like airplanes, cuz they take us home, or bring us Grama-we could have done without the one that took her back. For the weekend, pretty much nothing went as planned. We were going to go on a river boat tour-to bad they don't open until March. She found a plantation for us to tour-not a soul around, didn't answer the phone...they might have done tours in the past but...not anymore, and I was only willing to drive past one of the private drive no trespassing signs. We went to this diner that was "just down the street from our hotel" -yeah right- the first time we drove all over, the iphone told us to just drive on "stadium dr" but it was all locked and gated up, then we drove all over ghetto parts of that city but finally found it. It was good enough that we wanted to go back and that time we would have got off the freeway and been there after one quick turn but we ran into a Mardi Gra parade...more crazy driving adventures only to get there and have it be closed. It was always something, the petting zoo-closed, when we went back-freezing, Sunday morning there was a tornado warning, and so on...but we still just had so much fun and laughed about stuff.
MOSTLY it was just fun fun fun and so good to see Grama.

Airplane Museum at Barkdale Airforce base. It was cool.

Pillow Fights and basketball in the hotel room with Grama. So fun

As hard as it was so say goodbye (Cannon was so cute, we were driving out of the airport parking lot and he said  "Grama, Grama" only its "Mamaw" for him but anyway I told him "Grama has to go back to Utah on an airplane." And he said "Mom sad." Yep buddy) but Isaac made coming back good though just by being cute. He'd decorated our house for Valentines week. And we celebrated all week long. It was so cute of him and so fun. He's been very thoughtful.

Slowly I think Isaac is starting to understand how hard it is for me to be away from family, its big progress for us, but he was really cute about just being so happy that we had so much fun even though he missed us, and we had a fun week. We made a lot of Valentine Cookies, Cannon calls the frosting "butter" then when I tell him "Its not butter its frosting." He starts singing "Frosty the Snowman." So cute. I think he's a pretty normal kid as far as picking at the frosting, licking it off his finger then leaving the cookie.  

I think that pretty much wraps up the week.

Friday was such a fun day. I feel a little bit bad-like we finally wore President McDonough down...but mostly it was just great. Really I think President figured with Shawn serving so far away now (in Texarkana) the chances of us getting to see him while he's out here serving were getting pretty slim. (Speaking of slim, Shawn looked slimmer and taller than I remembered him. He looked good and seemed good, it was just fun) Of course Isaac Big Brothered him and told him he better not let getting to see us be a distraction and this was a once in a life time opportunity that he has to serve the Lord himself full time. True/and classic Isaac. He also (sternly-or something I don't know what it was...haha) reminded me as we pulled into the church that I was not allowed to give him a hug. Ok Honey. Again, classic Isaac, rules aren't his thing-unless they are mission rules. 

Cannon was SO SO Shy for Uncle Shawn. I knew that was going to happen but oh well. Its just a bummer because he loves the missionaries so much and gets So excited when they are coming over or when he's going to get to see them at church. I did dress him up and put a little "future missionary" tag on him. He can say so many things but he wouldn't say ANYTHING. So I guess we'll have to make a little movie of him talking and send it to Shawn.
The rest of the week? Anti climatic...(until today)
I temporarily lost my camera :( I was so afraid I'd lost the pictures with Shawn but Isaac found it in the couch so that was great. So I missed a few pics, like the one of Cannon with a chicken leg in his mouth. I sent Isaac to the store for a pork roast and he came back with a roasting hen. It was a good experiment for us...but I'm not real interested in repeating it any time soon. I took Cann Man to the Home Depot day thing because Isaac had meetings- it was a blast, I'm totally sold. I don't know if I'll let them go with out me anymore :) Anyway. The antibiotic is doing awesome and Cannon is feeling a ton better-every time he gets better after being sick I'm so amazed at how much energy he has. Amazed. Exhausted. Etc. When he was sick we could read and color pretty much all day-now he's running full speed and begging to go outside pretty much all day. I'm very happy to have him healthy though (Now if Isaac and I could just kick it-we'd be in business)
Cannon's favorite meal is a "wafflewithdaddy" we had it at least 3 times this week after daddy had  already gone to school, but that's what he calls it and he loves it. He's learning to say the blessing on the food-unfortunately I'm teaching him vain repetitions already. He'll usually say the last word I say, so I'll say "Dear Heavenly Father" he'll say "Fadder" but then he jumps right to a long drawn out "Day" so I guess I always say "Thankful for this day" next. Crazy what this little guy teaches me about myself. But he's fun.

In to mischief, luckily there wasn't much curling ribbon left. 

Today we're driving to Shreveport for little get away fun with Grama. We're both pretty exited.

I'm not sure Cann Man has ever really been better since we got back from Utah, we had a good few days and I was happy but then he started coughing again like crazy and it just kept getting worse and worse. He coughed so hard he puked. Or Isaac all the sudden went medicine man on me (he just wanted Cannon to feel better too but anyway) Forced Medicine=more puke. Oh  man it was rough so after a really long Monday night more coughing more fever I finally called the Dr. Tues thankfully they were able to get us in that day. He was just in sad shape-it was heartbreaking. Anyway double ear infection, so thankful  to have some medicine for him now though. With that being the bulk of our week I really don't even have any pictures. WHAT??? I know crazy huh.
But there's a few in my mind I'll describe: First of all he's been so sick for so long so a lot of nights its our bed if I want any rest at all. Just picture our big king size bed, Isaac slid clear to one side sleeping on a sliver of the bed. Me slid equally far to the other side and Cann Man completely sprawled out arms up over his head and all being like the horizontal bar of an "H" it was a common sight and really there wasn't a whole lot of sleeping going on my part (Isaac-uncomfortable as he looked managed to be snoring) just relief if Cannon was actually asleep and listening to his little raspy breathing :( The other 2 pictures in my mind come from the middle of the night also. I was up rocking him in the chair when he asked for (or demand like he does-little stinker) milk. I said I would go get it for him and said "You wait here for me" as I set him down in the chair. When I came back with the milk I found him: he had started to follow me, by rolling onto his tummy and sliding his feet off of the chair, but then fell back asleep. It was hilarious. If it hadn't been 3:30 in the morning I would have taken a picture. I just put his blanket on the floor and slid him the rest of the way off the chair and let him sleep there. Finally-yet another 3:30 event. We were both up so I figured what the heck, I'd make Isaac's lunch because if by chance I was able to sleep a few hours later-I wasn't going to want to get up to do it then. So I started making sandwiches and Cann came toddling in, in his little footy pajamas with a big grin on his face, his baseball glove on his left hand (we hadn't been working on it-but that is huge progress) and a foam baseball in his right hand with his arm cocked and ready (elbow up and all-good boy)  saying "Frow It" SO Stink'n cute. I loved it...and 3:30 or not, in the middle of making lunch or not...we stopped and played catch for a second. (Hoping I wasn't creating a bad habit with the I get to play with mom in the middle of the night thing)
-Sigh- no wonder I love pictures so much. I feel like I just had to type forever (that thousand words they talk about right?) Yuck, I'll make sure and get the camera out this next week. Mostly boring -and sick- week but yesterday we made some cookies and little valentines that we're going to take to the Zone Leadership Conference Uncle Shawn has at our building this afternoon. SO EXCITED!!!

We wore him out with our family day Monday and he couldn't even lay down before falling asleep.

There goes another week...and January's almost over. Monday Isaac didn't have school so we went up by the reservoir thinking we were going to go of a little hike on the multi-use trail. But it turned out pretty lame so we ended up feeding the geese some animal crackers and then calling it good. It was a little to chilly to get to carried away. We put a little goodies bag together for Uncle Shawn for family home evening and had the Sisters take it with them to Transfers on Tuesday. Now he's serving in Texarkana-so...who knows if we'll get to see him before he goes home. Tuesday we got our Mississippi license plates or "tags" as they call them here. But we still haven't put them on. It has been nicer weather so we've been able to get out a little bit, that's good for both Bubba and my sanity. He just still loves reading books its amazing to me what he remembers, its so cute when he chimes in -or tries to- on certain pages because he knows what they say, or points out something we've seen in the pictures. And it turns out I do that old trick of licking my finger before I turn a page-I had no idea until I saw him imitating me (but slurping on his whole hand then reaching up to the corner of the page) Its hilarious. He still loves singing songs and is joining in more and more on those too, oh and learning new ones at nursery. I love nursery for A: the peace for me at church and B: his excitement anytime we are going to clean anything up, he sings "Dean Ut Dean Ut" But I hate nursery for that stink'n "MINE" word. UG, it comes so easy to him and I haven't had any luck discouraging it yet. Oh well. He's also been  into "set, go" then racing any and everywhere or just racing his horses.  I wrote about the "uh huh" thing not long ago and that continues to evolve and change its so funny. He's not content with me drawing him a basketball when we color any more it has to have a "bas-key-hoop" with it too, and he quick to point out both balls and hoops on any of my old basketball t-shirts. He's also very into Helicopters right now and says that word a lot but I usually don't recognize it until he starts saying "womp womp womp womp" faster and faster for the noise they make. Grandpa Ison taught him that :) Our days are fun, sometimes I don't think we get much done but we sing a lot and read a lot and I'm just thankful to spend the day with my favorite little boy.

Isaac sold his motorcycle this week-and Cannon got a little toy one

Rain Rain Go away!
Really today is a beautiful day but its the first one since we've been back. Yesterday we woke up to snow. I think that is completely unacceptable unless we are in Northern or Eastern Utah. I've seen enough rain to last me a lifetime. Excluding the time I lived in Hawaii, I've probably seen as much rain in the last 2 weeks as I'd previously scene in my life time. In my own little desert rat opinion, it just needs to stop! Enough's enough. Really besides being sick and tired of the rain...the week has been pretty uneventful-we've all been a little sick...and subsequently tired so bla bla there ya have it, bad weather and us under the weather- but hopefully on the mend.

Cann Man in his jama's with a tie on-because if  Dad puts one on-Cannon puts one on!

Snow Covered Roofs outside our apt

**Important Apology**
According to the "blogger stats" there were only 2 views on my blog last week after I initially posted. So sorry to my first two viewers- I used a slang term, then later thought 'Is that how you spell that?' So I typed it into trusty old Google, which pulled up definitions: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I promptly deleted it, I'm glad I didn't know what it meant. I'm thankful that I'm naive, and I'm totally sorry if you are one of the ones that read it on my blog. I'll try to be more careful in the future. YIKES, its an awful world out there!

I'm going to have to find my camera and post pictures later, but I wanted to get my Friday post in. I'm currently hiding from Cann Man in the bedroom but listening to him ask his dad "Mom? Mom? Mom?" Its pretty cute.

Right when we walked in the door he yelled "Basketball" He was pretty happy to be back to his hoop-even though we did rig up a makeshift one at grampa's. We are back in the swing of things and Cannon is into everything!!!  He just had so much space to roam and explore while we were back in Utah. But its back to the old routine here. Running to the window when we here airplanes, check'n himself out in the bi-fold mirrors that hide our washer and dryer, and showing me that he's a little taller and can reach a little farther up on the counter and into the drawers. He's also been into this "Uh-huh" thing to confirm we've accurately translated what he was trying to communicate, its pretty cute the "huh" part is really high pitched. I didn't know where it came from but I just thought it was cute then I was watching Curious George with him (thank goodness for youtube) and he definitely picked it up there. So I don't know-it might have sucked some of the cuteness of it out for me. Oh well. He's said "Ut-uhh" for No for a long time (...I'm afraid he might get that from me. I heard myself say it to Isaac one day...) but the No version was never very cute. I will say its nice being able to communicate back and for-whether it comes from the little monkey or not.
He asks for the cows and we tell him they are back in Utah but we are in Mississippi. Then he repeats "Miss-iss-ee" and promptly asks or Ayla. He was just laying on our bed one of the first couple days and started singing "Santa....Town" Sorry buddy-Santa's not coming to down again until December. If your not careful the little guy will wear ya out! But he sure is fun. He's had a runny nose and when he needs it wiped he sticks it in the air and does this funny thing with his lips and says "uh, nose, uh nose, uh nose."

We've been on the apt hunt. But finally decided we're staying at this place just transferring apts ASAP. The 1 bedroom is doing me in but the hunt...was going to do me in faster. After we looked at this tiny (but two bedroom) totally dysfunctional, yucky apt that didn't smell like smoke-it smelled like that nasty covered up smoke smell (Isaac has been sick and his nose was totally plugged up he couldn't smell anything) but it was super cheap-and close to a park. When I said "There is no where in that place for our kitchen table" and he said "Ya...we'd have to go card table or something..." I might have kept it together-sort of- on the outside but I BLEW EVERY FREAK'N GASKET on the inside. And you can guess how long I contained myself outwardly. Not Long. Beast-o-wife came out. I was so raging angry. Ultimately though Isaac wasn't saying he wanted to live there and it was just a miscommunication and really its fine and all is well-hallelujah!
Isaac went to his first Bishopric meeting Wed and when he didn't get home until almost 11, I thought...welcome to being a church widow. Cannon was hilarious, when his dad put a tie on he had to have a tie. I do love both my boys. I better call it good. Cannon did quit asking for me for a while but he's back at it so I guess I better go help Isaac fight the battle, I know I love getting help :)

The Pics (and explanations)
Sat morning we caught an early morning temple session with Isaac's parents, then grabbed some breakfast. That afternoon we headed out over Utah hill to where they were fixing water lines for a picnic lunch. Isaac's mom came with us too.  Umm... Chip and Grampa totally couldn't be bothered with our picnic while they were working on a project. Oh well. Cannon fell in one of the puddles of ice cold water in about 2 seconds. I didn't have any extra pant for him but he still wanted to play so bad. Grandma Ison had scissors and my mom had an old D.I. bound sweatshirt so with a little Grama magic Cannon ended up with some make-shift Pants. (see bottom right pics)

Cousins and the Airport

Back in Mississippi. We went to the Mississippi Sports hall of fame. Then Isaac made us a Green Smoothie . We were trying to be healthy. It looks awful but was pretty tasty, I just had to close my eyes. Or think of St. Patrick's Day