My Boys

I think it is so cute when you can dress kids alike and Jax is just getting to the age where they make stuff the same as Bodie's age. So, I bought these cute pajamas and had to take pics!!

Happy Birthday!!

July 24th is Travis' Mom's Birthday along with our nephew Kacen. Kacen turned One year old and Roxie didn't......(we won't go into that for her sake). We all met At Tiffany's house for dinner and a rockin' party. It was a lot of fun to be with family and to see Kacen dig into his cake. Tiffany did a good job of making a race track in the shape of the #1 for his cake. It was cute. And Rachelle did a fabulous job of making my ...I mean Roxie's favorite cake, german chocolate..mmm...... They both got loaded down with presents and the kids had fun swimming too. Thanks Tiff for all the fun!!

Memories......

Here are the directions: 1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! 2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty cool (and funny) to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. :) If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

Resemblence?

Whenever you have another baby people always speculate about who he/she looks like. Well, when we had Jax, is was no different. We got that he looked exactly like Bodie, or just like Harlee. We thought that he looked like both of them. Especially when we looked back to baby pictures of the kids. Well, not too long ago I was going through my baby book and found this picture of me when I was 7 months old. Just one month older than what Jax is now.

What do you think? Resemblence?

Gregersen Mini Reunion

This last weekend we went up to Island Park with Travis' family. We go up there every year for his big reunion, but this year they moved the big one down to Preston, but we wanted to go up there anyway. We always swim in the lake and go to the club house to play racquet ball and swim and shower. It is always a fun time and the kids love it.

Reunion

I am so mad at myself for forgetting my camera this last week. We had our big Phelps Reunion down in Grantsville and it was so much fun. We went to a swimming park, played games, swam some more, watched a parade, went to a movie, swam some more and then came home. Oh! and we visited with our family too. It was a lot of fun, but, I didn't get any pictures of it. So.....I drew some, just to give you an idea of what kind of pictures would be posted, had I remembered...


Thursday we drove to Utah and went to a swimming pool. Friday we went to a parade and got lots of candy. Saturday Harlee and Bodie played on a big water slide with cousins. Lots of fun!!

Humble Harlee

Below is a sign that I found taped to my dear Daughters bedroom door. Ya see, yesterday Harlee came running in the house completely destraught (putting it midly). Apparently she had been jumping on the trampoline with Bodie. Bodie decided to crawl under the tramp and play in the swimming pool, which was moved there while Travis mowed the lawn. As you can guess, Harlee kept jumping. She jumped on Bodie's face and gave him a bloody nose. Now you can see why she would come running in the house in her state of distraughtness. I, of coarse, was distraught (putting it VERY mildly) at hearing the news of what happened. I scolded Harlee and sent her to her room. After taking care of Bodie, I went and talked to Harlee about the dangers of jumping while people are under the tramp (something that we have discussed more then a few times). I told her that Bodie was now fine and she could continue to go play. She sulked out the door saying something to the effect of maybe she should just sit on the steps so that she wouldn't hurt anybody. It was later that I found this note taped to her door.......

Translation: Don't Come near me I will hurt you.

Poor Harlee and her sensitiveness.