Summer is coming to a close here in good ole' Idaho (said with a sigh). Yesterday it was 96 today it was in the low 70s and if you went out tonight you would definately need a sweater. The grain fields around my house have all been harvested and in a few weeks they will start on the potatoes. It seems like summer just started and for those of us who were lucky enough to still be getting snow in June it really did just start. Karl said he heard a report the other day that said we were going to have a long cold winter. Yipee!! NOT! Hopefully that weather man will be as right as most weather men usually are. If we can make it past Halloween without snow I will be happy. If not I guess I'll still be happy just stuck inside with Karter. EEK!

Ooh...we've got to brush and brush and brush our teeth.

Karter has to have two toothbrushes when he brushes his teeth. Both have to have toothpaste and he will rotate brushing with each one. We made up a little song to sing while he is brushing. Hence the title caption to this post. When we went to Yellowstone Karter was getting grouchy so I was singing him some songs (The wheels on the bus, Speckled frogs, etc.) A little later Hudson started to get grouchy so Karl told Karter to sing him some songs. Karter was really quiet and just looked at us. A few seconds later we heard him sing really softly "Ooh...brushie brushie brushie teef." It was so cute. I guess we need to sing more often so he doesn't have to result to singing a song that his mom made up to make bedtime more interesting.

Hudson is getting sooo chubby. Karter was never a chunky baby but Hudson is well on his way. He is starting to "talk" back to you. He really only does it for Karl. Karl will talk to him and Hudson will coo at him and smile. It is super cute.

Karl and I were bored today and needed a change of scenery. So we packed up the kids around noon and headed to West Yellowstone. It was a nice drive. The boys both slept most of the way. It reminded me of all the trips I made to North Dakota with my Grandparents and my brothers. When we got to West Yellowstone we tried to find something to do but we didn't want to walk through a museum with Karter and Old Faithful was still a ways down the road. So what did we do? We went to the playground and let Karter run around. Then we went to the restroom and got a drink and drove back home. Nice little two hundred mile drive to let Karter play at the park, eh. It was nice just to be out of the house though. We thought we would go to the park in Salt Lake next week. :)

Here's the first pickin's of my garden. Pretty good for being huge pregnant and never weeding. I didn't know I was planting cherry tomatoes. I bought them from the high school greenhouse and when I asked them what kind they were they said "I don't know but they get huge." Hmm...I think they had better pay attention a little more in class.

SWEET BABY

SILLY KARTER

I wish he would sleep this good at 2am.

Karter had pudding for dinner. He obviously enjoyed it. To bad for me that it was the same day I decided to mop the floor.

Sunny is home and doing well. He limps on his front leg and has road rash but nothing serious. He's a lucky dog!! The vet didn't have to do surgery so that was a plus. Hopefully he learned his lesson.

Sunny dog has become the latest victim of the road we live on. He was hit by a car on Sunday evening. Karter and I had walked across the road to get the mail and didn't know that Sunny was tagging along. He didn't die but is still in the "hospital". He doesn't have any broken bones but is pretty beat up and has some internal bleeding. The vet has not decided to do surgery yet. She said she would give him a while to see if he can clot himself. Ahhh!!! The stress of life is getting to Karl and I. We need a vacation. It is now my personal mission to get the speed limit on my road reduced. It is currently 50mph. I figure about half the people are going faster than that. I talked to a guy at the transportation department today and he said they would do a survey to see how many cars travel it each day and how fast they are going. He said it would be 3 weeks before they can get out here. So will see. Hopefully it'll work out.

Nothing much has changed around here lately. Our routine is pretty much the same every day. Karl goes to work and the boys and I eat, sleep, do the laundry and play. Pretty exciting!! Hudson has only had one bad night since he was born. It was a BAD night though. I was so tired and went to bed around nine. Good thing. Hudson was awake at midnight and stayed awake until 5am. That is no fun when you know Karter is going to be ready for action in 2 hours. We survivied though. Hudson's cheeks have gotten quite chubby. He is a super noisy sleeper and eater. He has something called laryngomalacia. It's a congenital abnormality of the larynx. His cartilage is floppy. The dr. said that it's nothing to worry about, it sounds worse than it is. He is just noisy. He makes a high pitched noise when he breathes in. It doesn't happy all the time though. It's sporatic.

I found my phone. It was in the dirty clothes. That was my fault not Karter's.

Oh by the way. If any of you all are trying to call or text me my phone has been MIA since Thursday night. I don't know if that is thanks to my darling Karter or if I misplaced it. O-well. I'll give it a few days. I turned it on silent so I could take a nap so that doesn't help in the search.

On Friday, Karl and I were getting ready to walk out the door to take Hudson to his two week check up when all of the sudden we heard breaks screaching, LOUD. I had my hand on the door knob and Karl was standing in front of the window. He looked over just in time to see a speeding truck hit a minivan that was turning around. The truck continued on and hit a power pole in front of our house and the van made its way on to our neighbors lawn. We ran out there and in the 2 seconds it took us to get to them the driver of the truck and the passenger of the minivan were already out of their cars screaming every word in the dictionary at each other. Karl went over and told them to knock it off, that didn't help. My crazy mom got in between them and the passenger told her to get out of his face. Meanwhile I am helping the driver of the minivan who has a head injury but is walking around trying to get her husband to calm down. Her husband sees her and for a moment stops to "see" if she is ok. He than turns back to the other guy and says "look at my wife!" with a few other words in between. Karl again tells him to back off what does the guy do, he punches the other driver in the jaw. All of the sudden my cousin, who is the Lt. in town is pulling in to our drive way. He tells the guy to calm down and the guy keeps on and then he shoves my cousin, oops wrong thing to do to a cop. The next thing I know the passenger is on the ground being choked out by my cousin. Wow, this is crazy. His poor wife is laying on the ground, bleeding, talking to her mom on the phone and trying to tell her husband to stop. Don't worry he's stopped he has a cop sitting on top of him telling him if he's ready to calm down that he will release the pressure on his wrist.
Well I've had all the excitement I can handle. I go back inside to watch with Sam and Karter from the sidelines. It's funny to watch all the passerbys. Their heads turn as far as they can for as long as they can so they can take it all in.
The accident was the guy driving the trucks fault. Both cars were traveling the same way, the van was stopped to turn left and the guy in the truck must not have been paying attention, it was his brakes we heard and he swurved to miss them just as they turned left. He was ticketed for following to close. But the passenger is in way more trouble. He was charged with two counts of battery, one for punching the guy the other for assaulting a police officer. So the guy who caused the accident got an iffraction and the other guy has two misdeamenors(sp). Temper, temper.