Mini Pukers

Max has 2 black eyes. Cannon we thought would have a black eye, but its just a scrape right next to his eye. We're not abusers I swear. :) We went to Montana to visit, and Max caught Tanner's head with one eye, and Tanner's foot with his other eye. Total accident of course, but he's pretty funny looking. Cannon's scrape is from Max and a toy helicopter incident. Boys.

Turns out Cannon gets car sick. Max gets car sick too, but not nearly to the extreme of Cannon. Jerrad thinks this is funny, I think mainly because he is still bitter from having family vacations of vomit smelling vehicles from Brent. We hit Hood River last Wednesday, and just as Brent and Max made into McDonald's, Cannon puked his guts all over himself, car, carseat, etc. Wow, awesome. We got him all cleaned up, and the car seat as puke free as we could, and headed out again to Walla Walla. About Boardman, he puked again. I don't know if you're familiar with Boardman, but its on I - 84, the straightest road ever. Who pukes on straight roads!? Apparently, Cannon. I then wedged myself between car seats in the backseat of the subaru. We have a puke bowl that goes on all car trips. Cannon, only being one, doesn't yet get the "puke in the bowl" game. My plan was to sit with the bowl on my lap, stare at Cannon and watch for signs of up-chuck to catch them in the bowl. Good times huh!? It wasn't a perfect plan, but sitting between the seats was better than sitting in the front seat, facing backwards. Both Max & Cannon fell asleep about 20 minutes outside of Walla Walla. We washed everything, and had dinner and stayed with Diane & Gary. The next day we headed to Missoula totally afraid of more of the same. Luckily, Cannon fell asleep pretty early, and only had one small "urp." I called the doctor today to ask about medications to drug the little guy for future car trips. He didn't have anything for little dudes younger than 6. Poor kid, he's just miserable and exhausted and sick the whole trip.

We are headed to Tillamook next week for the fourth. We're taking the tent trailer to sleep in, and I'm thrilled! We are very much looking forward to visiting with Brent's family and relaxing. Max & Cannon will stay there the following week for some fun grandparent time, and because I'll be having surgery. THE LAST ONE! I won't be able to lift them for a while, but I'm very excited to have it all over and done with.

Holiday Road

We (and Rick & Debbie) are buying a pop-up tent trailer. Its going to be on a time share situation between Sweet Home and Tillamook. Look how cute it is!! :) I'm so excited! We get to test it out before we officially buy it, Brent's boss is a heck of a nice guy to let us do that. We popped it up yesterday, and it was like a transformer. I'd never been inside one, so I was totally impressed. Max & Cannon had dinner in the trailer. The door is attached to the ceiling, and then comes down, the beds slide out and the stove can attach to the outside so you can cook out there and not get the trailer too hot. Holy crap its awesome. I've been singing that song from the movie "Vacation," with Chevy Chase. "Holiday road...." Unfortunately that's the only words I know, so its the same verse over and over.
Today is also the students' last day of school, so maybe some of my excitement has something to do with that as well...

Laundry

They do get along and play together once in a while. :)

Max hates that sticky popsicle juice is running all over his hand. Seriously, high maintenance three year old. Gotta love him. Cannon had a popsicle too, juice and goo everywhere. I think maybe over 1/2 of our laundry is from Cannon.

You'll notice in the background of most of our pictures that there is constant laundry and or laundry baskets. The basket doesn't have a "place" that it gets put away to anymore, its just constantly on the floor. I'm sure that laundry will get much worse in my future with 2 boys, but its pretty impressive right now. Especially with Cannon roaming around. Here's a picture of Max & Cannon actually playing on the pile of laundry. Its a clean pile, but its become a playground.

There are a lot of pictures of Cannon here because Max won't let us take his picture. We have to bribe him, but Cannon is great at saying "cheese." Its one of the few words he says that everyone understands, so he says it often. He loves shoes, his, Max's, Brent's, mine, all of them. He has my shoes and Brent's hat on. The hat comes way closer to fitting than the shoes. (And again laundry in the background)

Cannon loves Brent. I mean, of course he loves his dad, who doesn't like Brent, but the kid is a daddy's boy. Brent is usually gone in the morning by the time the little dudes wake up. Last week Brent was here when Cannon woke up. Usually, I walk in, we play peek a boo through the crib, he kind of giggles, but just lays there smiling. Brent walks in, and the kid is standing up in about 10 seconds. He rockets up and says "DADDY!" He was thrilled. Once Brent picked him up, he just laid his head on his shoulder, perfectly content, and would sigh every once in a while. :) It was cool.

Relay for Life

Brent's boss and his family donated in my name to a Relay for Life event in Medford. It was incredibly generous and thoughtful. Happy tears. :) The first picture is of the luminarias lit up at night, the second is the one that was made for me. I know Donna made one for me last year in Tillamook as well. Very flattering, and humbling to see how many are out there.