Happy Father's Day Handsome!

Hind sight is 20/20; when I told Eric I'd marry him, I landed myself the coolest co-parent EVER. I "chose wisely"! I think Heavenly Father was brilliant to send us two boys, and I hope they grow up to be just like their daddy.

Go NATS! Isaac and his papa went to a Nats game-our family's favorite team. E came home with three jerseys. I sometimes think he uses our fellas like little dolls to play dress up.

Seth loves his daddy. Eric gives him no choice, he's just too cool.

We enjoy going on walks in the Prince William Forrest Park. Hold tight to that little hand E, Isaac is growing far too quickly.

My funny little fellas...

make my heart laugh. On a scale from 1-10 they make me happy 100!! Laughing is my second favorite thing to do(the only thing to top it is feeling the spirit), and these two don't disappoint.

IsAac'S hair is funtastic. He likes making it be crazy and I like watching him. E wants us to cute it. I told Isaac to ask his daddy if he likes Isaac's boy band hair.

Isaac is JUST like his pops when feeding Seth, tongue out; that's how I know Eric is really consentrating.


"What do you do with a drunkin' sailor?" Probably I giggle at this for 10 minutes every time I look at it. Mmm mmm, what legs and I totally want to blow on his belly.

I accidently put two but can't bare to delete-love it to much.


He looks like a little snorkel...remember those?


Woah! Seth's fireworks, though he looks like he just wet himself (it's ok he's in a diaper) he actually seemed to enjoy them, not a peep or cry. I LOOOVE fireworks and like 'em better when I am with the three fellas of my life.

Today I turn 34!

Isaac was kind enough to choose the party favors for my birthday-Great job Isaac!

Ouch! But it's reality. 34 years of a wonderful life!! I do have a tendancy to shy away from saying my age but my mom has always stated her age almost like it is an expression of gratitude to Father in Heaven for blessing her all those years. So, yes, I'm 34.

Here are the things that made me smile in my 33 year:

-Boys-namely the ones who reside in my home
-Going for ice cream at Jo-Jos (actually I like 31 Baskin Robins across the street better, but Jo-Jo's cool atmosphere, music, and ability to make my boys' eyes sparkle wins my patronage)
-flowers, flowers, flowers
-Isaac's sense of humor, he cracks me up
-6:20 p.m. (that's what time Eric comes home. He is my hope.)
-When Eric folds the laundry
-Family walks in "Isaac's Forrest" (aka prince william forrest park)
-Good blood sugar readings
-Kissing my baby, and then kissing him again

Simple joys are what fill my life. 34 years...and this last one has been my best yet!!! (three exclamations for the 3 bests in my life; Eric, Isaac, and Seth)

My shining prince

Lasterday (that is how Isaac says yesterday) I was going through a box of pictures and found some wedding photos. Isaac saw them and with true wonder and excitement he exclaimed, "Mama, you a princess!"

He said it like it was a positive thing which sorta suprised me because the day before I heard him sing this little ditty which he made up to the tune of "Once There Was a Snow Man"

I am not a princess, princess, princess
I am not a princess; tall, tall, tall.
(repeated 7 or 20 times)

At night Isaac invites me to "sleep with [him] for two minutes." I love this part of our day. Recently our conversations went like this:
Mom: Do you want me to sing you a song?
I: Mmhmm
M: Which one?
I: I'n a Child of God. Dats our FAVorite.

Isaac often comes to our rescue by singing "our FAVorite." Seth is always happy to be serenaded and it works almost 100% of the time. The other day I was rescued by my handsome little prince. I was waxing my legs. Not a pleasant experience and when I pulled the strip off I let out a yelp and boo-hooed. Isaac heard my distress and came running, stopped promptly at the door and sang, "I am a Child of God..." Did it stop my cries? You betcha it did. Perhaps I bit my tongue so hard it bled but that is entirely besides the point.

When it comes to rescuers, Isaac is an expert. The other day I was talking to Eric and said, "I'm scared."

Isaac overheard me and said, "Mama, you not scared. Hea'nly Father and Jesus will help you."
I wanted him to repeat it, so I asked, "Who will help me?"
"Jesus." It was absolute knowledge.

Eric didn't think this story was funny, but I laughed so hard I almost choked. We took Isaac and Seth to Chucky Cheese's a few months ago, and got one of those cheap little photos. When we got in the car I put the picture in the glove compartment and had forgotten about it until Isaac found it a couple of days ago. "Look mom! I found this! I went to Chucky Jesus!" So so close yet so far away.

"Bring It On Chuck"

Dads and boys like to wrestle. In the Hatch household it is a very structured process. Either Isaac or Dad poses the question to the other: "Are you ready to rumble?" That leads to Isaac and Dad lined up on opposite sides of the living room flexing muscles, grunting and saying "Are you ready to rumble?" Dad then says "Bring it on Chump" and we charge at each other and Isaac gets flung onto the couch. Not to be outdone, Isaac is picking up on the finer points of wrestling. Yesterday we started into the elaborate process and after my challenge to "Bring it on Chump" Isaac says, "Bring it on Chuck!"

Last day of being 2 years old!

There is a good chance that I cried a lot on Isaac's last official day of being two. I love two. Two is great, and now it's three that I love. Was it really only three years ago that he entered the seen and made our lives considerably sweeter? Woah. At three, Isaac loves

• when he gets up in the morning and his papa didn't go to work


• making Seth laugh by jumping on the bed, or blowing on his belly


• waffles, cheese sticks, JoJo's icecream


• his best friend, Nathan


• playing in is mother's flower garden (which is now just a pile of dirt), especially with afore mentioned friend


• reading books, but watching Diego more


• trains, cars, and baseball bats


• his mama to lye down with him at night


• not taking naps


• chocolate


• Family dance, or marching around to 76 Trumbones with his staff (aka spatula/spoon)

Isaac is great at encouraging. He often says, "Good job, mommy. Good job." He sings I am a Child of God to Seth when he is crying. And if there is a fix-it project, he is the best right hand man in the house. He tells his dad, "I helpin you, dad," over and over.

Cutest leprechauns on the planet!!!

HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY!

He tickles me to my very core

Corned beef and cabbage, our new St. Patrick's Day tradition, just like they do it in the old country...err maybe not, I've been to Ireland twice and I never ate it there.

Even our house celebrates the Irish holiday.

Two brotherly leprechauns, you gotta love 'em baby!

Hand over the whole pot, laddy!