Spitting

No, it isn't Tanner. It is Clayton... and apparently it is really funny when daddy spits!

Also, Clayton turned 26 today! Many people have commented today that he may look a little older, but we all know that he acts young enough to balance it out! Just kidding. Clayton is a great husband and an even more amazing dad. We love him a lot around here! Happy Birthday Clayton!

New home

Well we did it. We have a home under contract. It is in West Jordan near Glenmoore golf course (a must for Clayton) and we will hopefully love it. We will close the end of June and get to work on some of the small things that need fixing. If anyone knows how to break a furnace from 1979 we welcome the hints. One day we might have a little party to piss of the neighbors. We will have better pictures when we actually move in.

Head, Pants, Now.

The title of this post is one of my favorite lines from the movie, "So I married an axe murderer." The reason I love it so much is because (wait for it) I have a large head. But, I am no longer alone in my quest for a huge head. Tanner is now 9 months and here are the stats:

Weight :23%

Length: 75%

Head: 99%



That's right a couple more years and I get to use all the same jokes I've heard for the past 25 years on my own son.



Does that thing have it's own solar system?


Seriously could he be cuter? Probably not.