Cant help lovin these boys of Mine

I know some people think Valentines is a lamo commercialized holiday where consumers prey on stupid people to buy cards and gifts... Well, I have to admit, I am one of those stupid people.
I like that we have a day all about love and expressing it to those I care about. I also like an excuse to decorate everything ( including my boys) with pink and red hearts. Although It is not the romantic Holiday it once was pre children, I think its even better now that I have little and big people to love and share it with.

We had a fun v-day this year. Arlo had a party at school, so Dyl and I got to come and celebrate with him. Here is Arlo, his teacher, and some buddies showing off their valentine boxes they made. SO CUTE!

Here is the Valentines Treats Arlo and I made for his class. He loved adding the food coloring to the rice crispy mix. He insisted that the boys hearts were blue.

We also made some home made Valentines for Friends and Family. Both Arlo and Dyl had a great time at his class party.At the end of the day when Dad got home we gave the boys their Valentines from us. Dyl got some crayons to write in the bathtub with, and Arlo got a Fraggle Rock video.Clint and I both loved it when we were little and wondered if Arlo would too.We all had a fun and slightly trippy time watching it and at first I wasnt sure if Arlo liked it or not, but it has turned out to be a big hit. Clint surprized me with a love note and some jewlery-you cant go wrong with that- ever. I love my boys and I am so glad I got to spend my day with them.

Little Dyl Dyl We love you!

I feel like a loser mommy. Somehow this year I didnt do a birthday blog post for my Dyl Dyl. I pull all of my scrapbooking off of my blog posts so when I started to do his year scrapbook page, I had not blogged a single thing. The surgery was right before Dyl's special day and I guess the rest is history...so Here is one of a few a make up blog post's about my Dyl.

Words to summarize you Dyl....

Delightful

Exuberant

Busy Busy Busy

Irratic

very loving & cuddly

expressive (more than any baby I have ever met)

down right adorable

Intense

Loud

Friendly

Here are some pics that capture what you were up to right before you turned 1 year old. You are the most curious little guy to ever live and following you around during the day is like an olympic event. You are in to every...single...thing! Here is your little body sitting happily eating gram crackers, which you crawled to the very back of the cupboard to get. as you can see ya made a bit of a mess.

Heres you in the dryer-yep the dryer. I had the door open while I was folding the clothes and you hopped right in quicker than I could say jumpin jahosaphat. You are a quick little mover.

Here you are at grandma and grandpa's you were such a happy little guy to find some paper to roll around in.

Here you are in the toy bin. As you can see you really like to climb into things. It doesnt seem to be enough for you to casually play with something, you like to experience the object fully, to become one with it.

Exercise is good!

As you may remember from my new years blog post, my plan was to get going with some exercise and get active. Well, I didn't get off to the best start. I Tried a Yoga class which was a bit too much. As a result I got discouraged & down in the dumps about my back. Man this thing has been really annoying. Last week was a bummer week. I was not feeling well mentally or physically, which has been the case on and off for the past few months. I was a psycho mom and apologized to my kids and husband more than once. Over the weekend I decided that I have got to get feeling better so I can be a good person to be around. I love my boys so much and I just don't want them to remember me as mommy and wifey dearest. So this week I started a grandma exercise routine and so far so good. I am just walking and doing some minor weight lifting. when I am on that treadmill all I want to do is turn the sucker up and run like crazy. I am looking around at the runners and I am wishing that I could be doing the same. But instead I look like I am on a walk in the park and I'm 80. But, the good news Is I haven't had any more pain than usual and I feel about a million times better. For the first time in a long time I can actually say that I am feeling really optimistic and I mean it. I have realized that no matter what I can do, the important thing is to do something, anything to move my body. I need it!