Happy 11th birthday to my sweet Trevor. We had a fun weekend of celebrations. We had Grandpa Cardon and Tami and Nate for dinner on Saturday night, and the Steffensens and Denny on Sunday night. I'm a little concerned with how obsessed he was, both nights, with using the lighter to light his own candles.

Jeremy and I got him a unicycle. He's been obsessed with the things for months now. We have three different neighbors who have one and one of them is usually in our garage because Trevor is borrowing it. I get a kick out of the off-the-wall items my kids become obsessed with. They are so funny. He is very good at riding it, though I can't decide how safe it is.

Trev is my most difficult and my most loving child. He has a temper that can heat up at the drop of a hat and you better watch out. But he's the first one to give me hugs and tell me he loves me. He is also our family's little clown. He always has me cracking up. I know he's probably WAY too old to be doing this, but when he gets out of the shower he runs all over the house naked. And he doesn't just run around, he dances. His favorite move is vigorously shaking his, uh, "hips." Fortunately he won't do this if we have visitors, but Jeremy still thinks he's too old and usually gets after him to put some clothes on, but I usually can't stop laughing to lecture him.

Trev is a great friend. He doesn't judge anyone, and will be anyone's friend that wants to be his. He loves to play and have fun. He is so good about including his little brothers when he is hanging out with his friends, which I appreciate so much. He is playing basketball right now and loving it, and he is an awesome player. He's going to give soccer another go in the spring. Jeremy will be coaching his team, so that will be fun for him. Then it's on to football. He tries his very best at everything he does. He is my sweetheart and I love him to pieces!

We took another fabulous family vacation to Disneyland last week. I'm still not recovered from having to come home. It was so fun! Jeremy really wishes we would expand our horizons and try and think of other vacation destinations, but I have no desire. I totally love Disneyland! I enjoy watching my kids' excitement, but I think I would have a blast being there by myself! My favorite rides are Alice in Wonderland and Small World, so much to everyone's chagrin I guilted them into coming with me. They were all troopers. Well, most of them were. Jeremy spent the entire Small World ride whining and making fun of the characters.

We had a nice hotel and of course the little kids loved that aspect of the trip almost as much as being at Disneyland. Just like last time, I got a real vacation because Jeremy did all of the laundry and tidying of the hotel. Most of all I just love the complete togetherness of being with my family. I can't figure it out, because of course there was a ton of fighting and disobeying, but there is just something about spending several days together with no other concerns that makes me love and appreciate my family even more.

On our last day at Disneyland we let the kids shop for a souvenir. For reasons I can't fully understand, Corben has been mildly obsessed with Kermit lately. So he obviously chose to buy a stuffed Kermit. He had been begging for it all week and was beside himself when we finally bought it. He wouldn't let it out of his sight. Anyway, on the drive home he was being a pest, so I reached back and grabbed Kermit out of his hands and stuck it on the dashboard. Jeremy then grabbed it and did this:

Kermit's leg was hanging out the window flapping like mad. I don't remember the last time I laughed so hard. I had to laugh even harder when I turned and saw Corben's look of murderous outrage at what was being done.

My sweet little Lance was baptized last Saturday, and we were able to enjoy a very special day together with our loved ones. I don't know what I'll remember most about this day in the future: the amazing spirit, the wonderful messages that were shared, being supported by family and friends, or the fact that Lance had a cold sore that hurt so bad he couldn't even smile. Poor little guy. He didn't let it ruin his day, though. He was a trooper. He has such a tender spirit. He didn't do much visiting with anyone, but you could just tell that he was so content to be surrounded by so many people who love him.

Kira and Rob were very gracious about being asked to speak, and they both did a wonderful job. Corben played a musical number on his ocharina and did fabulous. And even though BJ and Brooke had to drive down from Provo AND had an accident on the way (of the potty variety) they still arrived as soon as they could. And many other family members made special arrangements to be there (shout out to Denny for calling in sick. You're SO sweet!)

We had a fun dinner afterwards. Due to the fact that we were leaving early the next morning for vacation, we had it at a church house. GREAT idea. It went wonderfully. Everyone was so helpful and wonderful, my heart was just bursting by the end of the day.

Since Jeremy and I both have good-sized families we decided to keep it a relatives only event, but Lance insisted on inviting Dan and Eddie. They were two of the coaches on Corben's football team that Lance got to know from being waterboy. They are two of the most amazing men I've ever met. I've never known anyone to bring Lance out of his shell like they did. Every day they made him feel so special, treating him like he was their best bud. He hardly speaks a word to them, but he has come to totally love them. I'm grateful for people like this, and for our wonderful families who are always there for us.