Who's who at the Williamson house.

Bet ya didn't know that we have 3 children in our little family. Yep, Mckinley has been talking about her "older" sister Kiley for a few weeks now. We know she is 5 years old, she doesn't really like going to church and Mc talks about their adventures to the "quarium" and the zoo constantly. Little did I know, this person had been tagging along.  It is kind of creepy sometimes when you hear her playing and "talking" to Kiley, "you be Pinkie Pie, Kiley". She did inform me last week that Kiley has pink hair, blue socks and pink Toms. Research has served that "imaginary friends" are completely normal and actually quite indicative of a healthy imagination and excellent social skills. That sounds WAY better than creepy :)

Hammered however is another story. Yes, Hammered- as in the synonym one uses for an inebriated person. This my friends, is Mckinley's "boyfriend". We have yet to get a full description on him but apparently he comes swimming with us, pulled out all her library books and put them on the floor and can sing. For now, I guess the imaginary boyfriend variety are OK. Here's hoping she meets a REAL boy in pre-school that can serve in the boy-who-is-a-friend capacity.

You can't fault the kid for having an imagination. She can play for hours by herself, re-enacting the My Little Pony episodes or playing "festival" with her princess dolls. For now, we will let Kiley and Hammered stay to keep the peace.


We also find it quite funny that she names all of her squinkies- a few of my personal favorites (who get prayed for EVERY night): Stinkah (the skunk), Tigress (the Tiger), Kilah (who the heck knows), & Famous (the Lion). Thinking we may just let her name our next "REAL" kid (no, this is not an announcement).

Party in the city where the heat is on.

We lived in Phoenix for six years. It was hot. Really hot. The hottest day while we lived there was 126 degrees. I could deal with that heat- it was comparable to putting your face directly into a blow dryer or that feeling where your eyelashes curl up when you look into the oven. Florida however was completely different and I had never felt that type of heat in my life. My hair was undoubtedly a hot mess- I could feel the frizz and it took 45 minute to blow dry it. It constantly felt like  I was perspiring from my forehead and let's not talk about how uncomfortable it was to be fully clothed (unlike the rest of the people *ahem- Argentinian girls wearing only thong bikinis).

I got to meet my good friend Jen from work who lives there and spend some quality time at the pool basking in the warm glow of 100 year old ladies who had enough tan for 10 people. She was pregnant and handled the heat FAR better than I did.

Despite the sticky climate, Florida offered the Williamsons & MacDuffs a great time.

We got to ride on some air boats in the Everglades. We got rained on and pretty much stayed moist the rest of the day.

The Hubs and I on the air boat.

Holding a 3 year old baby gator- hot mess hair exhibit one.

 We then ventured to a place called the Coral Castle. Mark had visited this place while he was on his mission and said it was weird/cool. So some dude from Romania left his love there and built her this shrine out of coral. The crazy part, he was a small guy. Like maybe 5 feet tall and figured out this crazy pulley system to move these pieces of coral that were 6,000 lbs by himself. We indeed saw "unusual accomplishment".

Us in the Coral Castle "sitting room"

 We also got to visit a mansion called Vizcaya. The owner/name sake of John Deere built the mansion and these were the gardens. We decided that a manion makes you rich, gardens make you loaded.

 Here we are at Jungle Island. You could get up close to ALL of the birds and feed them and pet them.

So for 3 days, we kept driving past this "graffiti district" that was off the 95 in Miami. There were buildings every where covered in AMAZING graffiti. Finally, on our last night, we braved the ghetto and headed down there. It was pretty awesome. There was so much these pictures don't even do it justice. Those G's have some talent.

 Also on our trip, we came across an unfortunate living thing called a Sausage Tree. It was nothing nearly as magical as something from Willy Wonka but rather, this large tree with gross, alien, sausage-like pods.

We went on a Millionaire Mansion Boat Ride. This was someone's famous house(Shakira, Puff Diddy, Enrique Iglasias..can't remember)..one lot was left for sale. $7 Million just for the land alone and then you get boats full of people touring past your house all day.

One night we decided to eat at the beach side restaurant at our hotel. We finished eating late and had yet to walk on the beach. We headed down and I saw a woman shining a red light on these tags outside these roped off areas. I of course had to ask her what she was doing and that is where it started. Her name was Della and she was checking the baby sea turtle nest AND we were in luck, some would be hatching tonight. Ok, so when I was like 10, I watched an episode of "Reading Rainbow" and saw those darling baby turtles with their huge flippers making their mecca to the ocean and I knew then, I HAD to do that in my lifetime. I was going to have my chance. I stalked this lady for no joke like a mile and finally Deb, Jim & Mark asked what I was doing..I proceeded to tell them I was going to be "camping out" to watch the turtles hatch. They thought I was nuts. Deb was in and we set out to wait until these babies were ready. Mark & Jim decided to stay & about 3.5 hours later, the babies made their way out. At first, we were told not to touch them because we weren't "certified" but as the babies came pouring out (all 105 of them) in the wrong direction from the ocean, we got to start scooping them up to save their lives. They were so little and paddling their little flippers as fast as they could go. We got to scoop them into buckets and then release them one at a time into the ocean. We were there with the "Turtle Lady" Betty who had been saving turtles since 1984, a couple from France, the IT guy who tracks the turtles and lots of other tourist just as excited as us to welcome these babies. It was seriously SO awesome! Mark & Jim even said it was one of their favorite/accidental parts of the trip. This was the only picture we had of us @ 1:15 in the morning, on the beach. Save Baby Turtles..check!

I think next time we hit up Florida it will be in January and we will go to Orlando. Harry Potter World is still on the bucket list.

Summer of Firsts

So far, the summer of 2012 has been a great one. Last summer, we were kind of  holed up in the house as we had just had Kingston so we took the opportunity to branch out this year. Mc took her first swimming lessons. She surprised me by courageously putting her face in the water, floating on her back and really getting confident in swimming by herself. Her teacher, Lilly was really great with her and she LOVED going- especially since she got to see Avery and Boston three times a week.

We have had sleep overs with our cousin Brynlee. Played at her house with her new puppy, Toby and swam in her Zebra pool.

The boy is now forward facing. We figured we would wait until we leave for Disneyland to make the change but he seemed to be getting frustrated with not being able to see. He loves being able to see his sister and the DVD player. Seems like such a big boy. I love that he crosses his feet at the ankle.

We love the swing at Mimi's. Kingston laughs and laughs as he goes back and forth. He is totally brave like his sister and loves to go as  high as we can push him.

We got to venture to what AF residents so loving calls "The City of Scum" Carnival with our besties The Blackhursts. Mc LOVED it! At first, she seemed a little bit nervous about the loud roller coaster but once she was on, the "rocker" hand came out. She loved to go fast and with her BFF Kate by her side, she wasn't afraid for long. If this was a sampling of what Disneyland will be like, we are in for a treat.

The King's first Ferris Wheel ride with daddy.

First time on a two wheeler. This kid is fearless! She loves to go fast and Mark can't wait to start her on something bigger.

This was our first family picture of the summer @ the zoo. The new exhibit is really cool and we had a fun family home evening watching the Polar Bears and riding the train. Our kids are at such fun ages and summers in Utah (after spending a week in Florida) really can't be beat.

worth 1000 words

Kingston doesn't cry very often. No, really. He is a very, very pleasant little boy. So at about 40 minutes in our 45 minute session, shirtless, tired and smiled out, we thought we were spent. Oh the power of the multi-colored duster used to cleverly tickle the unexpecting baby. So for posterity, Kingston DOES cry and has quite the temper when he sees all things electronic (ipod, phone, remote) that he must have.

Full blown tears to our happy boy in .5 seconds.  

The King Turns One!

How did this teeny boy get so big so fast?!? One whole year just zipped by! In the moment, that newborn stage (late night feedings, figuring out why he keeps peeing out of his onesies, and swaddling) seems like it will last forever. Well,  here we are almost done with bottles, Nursery on the horizon and a babbling, walking little boy has replaced the snuggly newborn.

This little man sure melts my heart! 

Little Kingston-  you are a happy boy! You weigh 22lbs (surprised me that it wasn't more), walk like a champ, FINALLY are sleeping from 7:30-6:00 and love your sister.   You would eat hot dogs and fruit pouches for breakfast, lunch and dinner if we would let you. You are getting ALL 4 of your top teeth at once. You love balls, books and to snuggle your shark Pillow Pet.

You had two great birthday parties and were spoiled with all things boy (fun for the Williamson family since it has been a while). Cars, a bike from Mimi & Papa,  books, clothes and TWO cupcakes to smear all over yourself.

You are such a fun addition to our little family and we love you!

Tribute to Padres

Dad- You jumped in both guns blazing to take care of us and mom & I am eternally grateful-I have the Church, an education and a great life because of that. You taught me how to ride a bike, dance like Elvis @ my Girl Scout daddy daughter night,and how to make a mean Grandma Lorraine pancake. I can see the blessings that have come to our family from the countless sacrifices you have made.  You are an amazing "Papa" and can rock the "stache" better than anyone I know. WE LOVE YOU! 

G- What an amazing son you raised! I am so grateful everyday to see the power of work you instilled in my husband. He knows the value of money, has a great sense of ingenuity and loves all things mechanical- I know this is straight from  you! I admire your tender heart and that you aren't afraid to show your love and pride in your children. We love you!

Mark/Daddy- Boy, I lucked out BIG time! You are seriously THEEEE best Dad. These little babies love you to the moon! I love seeing you snuggled up to Mc while reading her a book and how K reaches his chubby hands up for you to pick him up the second you get home. You work hard, work long and show our children how much you love their mom everyday.  You play My Little Ponies, change poopy bums, ride bikes, side walk chalk, and play the "Prince" like a champ. You are a dad which made me a mom & that is my favorite part!  We LOVE you!

Call me Madam.

For the past few weeks, the miracle of metamorphosis has been taking place at our house. Mc got a Butterfly Garden from her bestie Kate for Christmas. We sent away for the caterpillars almost a month ago and got to watch them fatten up, turn into cocoons and emerge as butterflies.  It was pretty amazing really. I was worried that Mc would have little interest in touching them but she was pretty excited once I took the first one out. She just sat and watched, laughed and watched them fly away. I have to say, one of my favorite things about my daughter is how much she just soaks everything in..everything is new and exciting. I love that having a butterfly tickling her hand made her throw her head back and laugh. Simple pleasures-
glad I have kids that help me remember that once, something as simple as butterfly was all it took to make me so happy.