365 days, 365 pictures. That's my goal. Am I a photographer? Spend 30 seconds looking around, and you will see clearly I am not. But I do love preserving these days I have been given so that I can one day look back and remember them, because my memory is just not efficient enough to count on. Trust me.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

day 156

June 6


My front entry table is the only spot in the house that changes with the seasons. Today is got a bright makeover via summer.

day 155

June 5


Today we made our Summer to do list and my, oh my, is it going to be a fun summer!

day 154

June 4


This boy needs his routines. Every day his naps happen only if he has his paci, his blanket, a car or two or 5, a sippie, a snack unopened but to be consumed upon waking, (see rice crispie treat one the floor), and the same three songs. It's an event.

day 153

June 3


Many years ago, when I had just one boy, I was under the impression that they all liked action figures and super heros and all that boy stuff. So I purchased all sorts of "boy items" including this Star Wars sticker book. Jonas, not the typical boy, never touched it. So it has sat on our library shelf, undisturbed until Caleb. Now, it is officially the best book I have ever bought according to The Boy.

day 152

June 2


When Hailey earned Prestigious Student award again this year, her dad gave explicit instructions to take this little girl shopping for an outfit. So, we headed to the mall where she picked up the skirt, shirt, earrings, and headband. And she has worn them and worn them and worn them. Her dad knows the way to Hailey's heart.

day 151

june 1


While cleaning up today, I began to wonder how many Lightning McQueens we atcually have? And once I stopped counting at 13, I began to wonder if any of them are the same. No two alike in this bunch!

day 150

may 31



The bishopric came over to visit me today, since I am a temporary single mom. They came to see if I was okay. Luckily the table was clear and wiped clean. But cars were littered all over the library and the boys looked like homeless children. As they stood to leave, they had to step over Porter's bologna, and I knew I was anything but okay.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

day 149

May 30



Memorial Day held 54 degree weather for Utah. With the promise of rain. With snow still blanketing the mountains. Not okay.Traditionally it's the day the Swanson family opens their pool for the summer. Not to be deterred, Grammie Swanson heated the pool to steaming hot tub-like warmth. Needless to say, she made a lot of grandchildren very, very happy.

day 148

may 29


Our neighbors have this tree that I love. I don't know what kind it is. I wish I did so I could plant one in my yard. When it is in bloom, I can't stop looking at it. As much as I love it, my husband loves it more. This year, since he is not here to see it bloom, I couldn't help but take a picture for his sake.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

day 147

may 28


This is Porter learning to share. I am looking for pigs with wings next.

day 146

may 27



The force is strong in this house.

day 145

may 26


Caleb: Our pre-school graduate.

day 144

may 25


Practicing the lay ups.

day 143

may 24


Why is it that Lady bugs are so exciting to find? And why is it they are the only only bugs that are "cute"?

day 142

may 23



Boondocks with the JDRF. Four kids in a very crowded place by myself. Hard doesn't even describe it. This is the one and only picture I got today. At least the kids had fun. Some days that is all that matters.

day 141

may 22


After church we laid the blankets on the lawn and enjoyed the sunshine. I completely love Sundays.

day 140

may 21



Today, as the rest of the family gardened, Porter did what Porter does: Drive cars and park cars. Over and over and over again.

day 139

may 20


Today's purchase: shoes for Jonas. This is Jonas' fourth pair of shoes this year. His feet are now my size. That is so wrong.

day 138

may 19


On the agenda today: Haircut for Jonas, Ice cream cones for us all.

day 137

may 18


You just don't live with three boys without a few pet worms in the house.