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Born to be wild!!! This is one classic pic. I told you Steve was obsessed with motorcycles (see story in next post). Baby + WHITE blessing outfit + Motorcycle makes for quite the picture.

Hey blue eyes! Are they going to stay blue?
Best brothers. Okay, they seriously used to look alike and now they don't at all. Ethan is the best brother. I love it when he comes into T's room with me to get him after a nap. He always says, "It's okay ... there, there" to help calm T down.

Fat boy in a little chair.

Um ... Mom, where are you? Um ... come and get me - I'm falling out!

What the Hottie Does in His Spare Time

Steve's new passion (and no, it doesn't involve yours truly whatsoever). Dear Mr. Dirt bike, Why don't you hit the road, literally!? If only I could get Steve to look at me the way he looks at you! Sincerely, Yours Truly.

This is all in jest. Steve really loves me the most; however, he loves his new motorcycle too. And I am so excited he has found something that he really likes to do. After four years of hard work and school, now he can continue to work hard and play a little on the side. It is so fun to see how excited he gets about it - like a kid in a candy store. And as you can see from the picture above, he's in good company.
Just a random picture for good measure. We just really need to buy a ladder!

Ethanese Series

Ethan was starting to plan his next birthday, which is in like 10 months, and I told him I only do friend birthday parties ever other year. I said we could always have a party with family, but I just didn't want to do a friend party every year and that's my rule. Then he said, "Mommy, I hate that rule a hundred thousand times." Well alrighty then!

I had my mom describe me and each of my sisters in a few words. Then Ethan asked if we knew what word described him. He blurted out, "Humble!" (Obviously - super humble!)

Mr. T's Blessing - Um ... Six Weeks Ago

Happy Blessing Day to our newest angel! (Blessed April 11, 2010 by Daddy)

Funny.
Deer in headlights.

Silly.

Our Family. Love it.

Tuckered out on the actual day. (Looking quite bald too.)

Dad and boy.

Tegan's blessing was the same day as Mikie's baptism (our nephew). So we made it a Connell weekend extravaganza. My parents and grandparents also flew up for the occasion and stayed with us. It was a special weekend for us to have mom and dad and grammie and grandpa all to ourselves. I felt such overwhelming love and support all weekend.

Grandma Eileen and T.

Greg and Shannon were gracious enough to hold the grand event at their house after church. Shannon and Mr. T actually share birthdays!

Mandatory picture of the four crazy boys.

Grammie and Tegan. Grammie bore her testimony on Sunday about the importance of family - it was wonderful to sit by her at church.

All the Crazy Cousins.

It was wonderful to see all of the men surrounding Steve and Tegan in the circle. We have a great family. My Uncle Allen and Cousin came over from Gresham as well.

Grandpa Dave and the dudes.

Grandma and Grandpa Connell and the tired dude.

Grammie Lou and T.

And one picture of me and the grandparents just for the heck of it.

Fun Pics

These pics seriously just make me happy. Like I said, Tegan is really easy-going. He just goes with the flow and watches the world pass by.

Last Tuesday Ethan decided it was "Sunglass Tuesday." We all wore our sunglasses for awhile, but these two definitely look the best. Classic.
On a nice day we went for a walk around this lake by our house. Gotta love the Northwest.

Aahh. Look at my hottie.

Our First "Mall Fit" ... Dangit!

Well, I can honestly say I never wanted to be one of those angry mothers who yells at her child in the mall, but I suppose one can't evade the inevitable. It finally happened to me. When Tegan was about five weeks old, my sissy Meagan came to visit. (She just HAD to "get out of Provo.") Anyway, we decided to go shopping in Portland. It was a Saturday and super crowded. Ethan wanted to push the stroller. Awe ... the joys of adjusting to two children. I let him push the stroller, which contained Tegan, until he hung on it and it FELL OVER! Um ... no more! I told Ethan I needed to push it and the war began. WOW! Ethan started screaming, yelling, and gnashing his teeth! I told Meagan to take Tegan and go to the stores she wanted. Ethan and I proceeded to sit on a bench in the middle of the mall, where he screamed. I stayed as calm as possible and even found myself laughing. I told him to sit on the bench until he could calm down. By this point, everyone is staring - or maybe it just felt that way. By this point he was hysterical and started to want to sit on my lap while throwing a fit. I told him, no way - I wasn't going to comfort a boy that was screaming at me!!! This made him super-hysterical. Then the real kicker ... he yelled at the top of his lungs, "I WANT A HUG!" This lovely phrase echoed through the walls of Washington Square. By this time, I was a bit frustrated, so I grabbed my child's hand and held on tightly as we walked rather briskly out to the car. All the while, Ethan continued to yell, "I WANT A HUG!" How ironic and laughable. When we got to the car, I put him in and let him wage the war solo on the inside while I said a prayer of patience on the outside. An experience I hope to never encounter again. But that may be wishful thinking ...