Blake had a business trip to Boise this last weekend. He left Friday and didn't get back until late Sunday. Originally my mom was going to come and help. She's had neck problems (and will actually be getting surgery in 2 weeks), so then she wasn't going to come. But then, my dad had business in the Tri-cities so my mom decided to fly up on Wednesday and then my dad would join us Saturday and they would drive home Sunday.
I am SO glad she was able to come. I know she felt bad because she isn't feeling 100%, but the kids LOVED having her and so did I. She made some delicious meals, bought way too many things for the boys and I was able to watch the Hunger Games and get some naps in.
My mom and Braden being creative with cardboard.
Snuggling Mr. Hunter.
My dad couldn't get enough of Hunter either. I titled this post Mema and Pepa. The kids call my mom Mema and Brody has a hard time saying Grandpa, so my dad has now been named Pepa because Brody can say it. It's quit cute actually.
The boys.
Not only did my mom buy them toys, but she also brought a full suitcase full of toys from her garage. (She's the director of a pre-school and stores all the toys in her garage. According to the kids, their garage is heaven.) She made it clear that these toys will need to go home with her. That didn't stop them from playing hard. She had a fort making set, these cool building structures and some really fun games.
Look at this happy boy. He was content to stay home and play. I really appreciate my mom for coming because she is always able to help me be a better parent. She has worked with young children for a long time now and teaches many parenting classes. I am so blessed to have her advice and experience because my kids wear me down. I mean literally, wear me down.
Brody somehow managed to talk Mema into letting him stay up late with her and read books, as well as sleep with her at night. Let's just say we had a hard time getting him to bed Sunday evening. Thanks mom.
Braden loved challenging the rules and trying (note the work try) to boss Mema around. He was successful some of the times.
My parents are getting old. JK! I mean, they now have 4 grandsons and are thrilled. Although, my mom has some really cute girl clothes and has declared whoever has the first girl gets everything. I guess it will be a fight between Audrey, Mallory and I. However, we aren't planning on adding an addition to our family anytime soon, so I have a feeling my sisters will beat me and that's ok.
Thanks mom and dad for all your help, especially in calming me down Sunday (you know what I'm talking about). We look forward to seeing them again in about 3-4 weeks when we head down to Portland to see my brother who gets home from his mission tomorrow, woot woot!

















































