payton, payton, payton

Where do I even start with an update on Payton?!  This kid is hilarious and still super responsible (when he wants to be), but is also gaining his own crazy personality.  I feel like he's already a teenager, but he's 9.  He's always been an "old soul."  In many ways, he's mature beyond his years, but other times he just enjoys being a silly kid!  Here are some pictures to document what he's been up to.  For school they needed to do a service project.  These boys came up with this great idea to clean up the Carley's basketball court (really, I think Doug must have put them up to it).  Anyway, it was there ploy to play together while acting like they were doing service.  Jaimy actually snapped them posing like they were doing something.  Payton is so lucky to have Chase and Alex as his BFF's.  He loves these boys and they are like the Three Musketeers.  This year they have all loved being in the same class.  Thank goodness their teacher loves them too. 

Payton is very particular about his grooming and clothing.  He doesn't really like to do anything to draw attention to himself.  He likes his hair just right and is frequently seen in the mirror fixing it when I don't do it perfect.  He always wears socks.  Always.  We joke that he must have weird looking feet or something because we never see them.  Ever.  After he gets out of the shower, he puts on underwear and then socks.  He does not like bare feet.  It's torture for him to go swimming.  Bare feet for over an hour, bleck!  Anyway, back to the grooming.  He's had the same hair style his entire life and likes things to stay the same.  He would never entertain the idea of doing something different.  He is my responsible, sweet child that likes order and socks.  Nothing deviating from his comfort zones.  So, when Tim started telling Payton he should cut his hair in a Mohawk, I wasn't the least bit worried.  In fact, I was almost encouraging it.  I'd love for Payton to do something out of his comfort zone.  However, when I showed up at home one night after running a quick errand, I was stunned to see what Tim had done to his hair...

What was more stunning was how much Payton LOVED it!  Oh boy, this little hair issue has been an interesting subject in our house.  I love that Payton tried something new.  I love that he loves it, but did we have to go that drastic?  Could we have blended it a little more?  Made it look a little less obvious?  Now Payton is just getting started and realizing the endless options he has.  We might be in trouble!  Luckily, he's still a great kid.  Here he is at his Utah Program.  He refused to wear a bandana.  Such the rebel (I blame the mohawk)...and his teacher, who is too nice and didn't make him wear one either.  He is such a great student and a great kid.  We are proud of Payton and so happy that he is a great example to his little brothers.

fame

Our friends are pretty famous.  They are always doing awesome things and fame is nothing special to them.  They invited us to join them in their suite for the Jazz Game one night and our cell phones were lighting up with texts.  My brother took the picture below of us on his tv screen.  Yes, we had our one minute of fame (thanks to Kim K. over there on the right).  It was fun while it lasted.  Thanks Belchers!

five months old

In spite of all the grief Crew gave us this past month, we still love him! The Eve of New Year's Eve (did you get that) Crew was sick. He had a cold all week and wasn't feeling well. His breathing had also been a little scary, but we've dealt with Reactive Airway before and knew what to look for. Tim took the boys to the Annual Cliche Party and I stayed home with Crew. I thought I might need to take him to be suctioned, but he ended up sleeping really well. Tim got home with the boys, we put them to bed and then we started watching a movie. Suddenly, Crew woke up and had stridor breathing.  If you've never heard it before, be very grateful.  It's scary.  One second he was sleeping peacefully and the next minute he was gasping for air.  I threw him in his car seat so fast and rushed off to the ER.  Tim called me and asked if Crew was alive still.  I scared Tim half to death!  I got to the ER and sure enough they took him immediately back in, had a pediatrician look at him, and then administered racemic epinephrine, which is only used in severe cases of croup or stridor.  He had to be monitored all night in the hospital and then we got to go home in the early morning hours. 

Although he was pretty sick for awhile, this little baby was still just happy and content as ever.  He is such a good boy!  He loves to sit up.  We put him in the high chair and give him his toys.  He can sit there for awhile just taking in everything around him.  My boys are still the best helpers with their little brother.  His little buddy Mack is still just rolling circles around Crew.  He loves to show off all his new tricks, while Crew just lays around and stares at him!