rape hill duck pond

There is a duck pond on the southeast side of rape hill on BYU's campus--I know, weird placement for a pond where young children and cute roommates congregate to at dusk. Sean and I have always wanted to visit but never really had the motivation to go. Until last week. We grabbed some buns that were nearing the end of their life and took a jaunt down to ye ol' duck pond. Not gonna lie,  it was disgusting. The pond was milky-esque due to the pounds and pounds of bread deposited daily that go uneaten and swell up and become buoyed masses floating around haphazardly. It was also disappointed because those ducks are the laziest ducks I have ever seen. They are all fat and just lay in the grass (literally) and wait for people to throw bread within chomping distance of their beaks. Heaven forbid the ducks actually move for their food. And on top of that, they just sit in the bushes while the sprinklers keep them cool. Can you believe that?! So lazy. Anyway, Oliver wasn't really interested in the ducks--and who would be with how lazy these ones were. He just wanted to eat the bread. So we let him.

(he's been doing this weird, sudden, intake of breath, thing. This is what it looks like)

(that bread in my hand is for Oliver--he could sense the ducks laziness and was in no mood to encourage that)

happy august

Why? Because in 1-6 days after August 19th, depending on my location, this little baby will be joining us:

Yes. This is the new Britax 70 Boulevard--in cowmooflage. Why yes, it does match my infant carrier (Britax Chaperone). And yes, I did get this carseat for 20% percent off even though it hasn't even been released yet. Shall we cheer to this? Cheers!

Here's my cutie-patootie. How can anyone possibly resist those big, brown eyes?

busy busy busy

The past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of company and activities. It all began 2 1/2 weeks ago when Shantele (Sean's step-mom) came to town, followed a week later by Matt (Sean's dad). We always have so much fun and eat insanely well when they come to town--probably too much of both, in fact. Nana (Shantele) bought Oliver a table toy that he literally shrieks in delight over. Here are some pictures (and a video) to showcase that:

(sometimes he screams at the table, too)

I always get complaints that there are never pictures of Sean or I on the blog. That's typically because I almost always look disgusting and unpresentable when we pull the camera out. Here is the best I can do:

(just woke up--both of them)

So, we had a 4-day window before Sean's mom, Lisa, Miles, and Riley (younger brothers) came and this is what those days consisted of--Oliver ignoring me, tumbling over, and being cute:

(thinking he's funny ignoring me)

(karma)

We're almost up to speed, now. Lisa and the boys got in late Friday night of last week. We spent the afternoon up in SLC at Temple Square and Gateway. Sunday after church we headed up the canyon to Vivian Park and had a BBQ and played games. Auntie Holly was able to come up and hang out and fed Oliver his first taste of watermelon (I love his pokey ears!):

And after a long afternoon of no nap, grandma came to the rescue:

There's the quick update! I'm going to go clean the bathroom now--three boys in one bathroom equals complete nastiness.