morning

Welcome to a morning at the Dayton house.

There is ongoing creativity,



silly faces,



angry faces,



carrot bat battles, often with fatalities,



and loves.



All of these things are done in PJ's. Until we feel like getting out of them.

reading

I can't resist this little boys cuteness.

Saucy

We're not going to see this boy for two whole years. He's going to be very missed. Not only by us, but by that beautiful girl on his arm.

We all shed tears saying goodbye, but two years will go by quicker than we know.

I know my boys will look forward to having a missionary to write letters to.





They love Sawyer.

announcenent!

I have an announcement. We'll get to that in a minute.

But first! A high chair/stepstool thing. I forgot to take a before picture, so I recreated the uglyness for you.



It's ugly. Let's move on.

I ripped the ugly brown vinyl off, and I'll be honest, it took forever.



Once that was off, I ironed the vinyl on the fabric, then glued it onto the piece of metal that I had just taken the vinyl off.

And here it is.





Not the best pictures, but I do love it.

Now to my announcement.

No, I'm not pregnant. What made you think that?

In searching for fun things for myself I always come across things that I think are neat, but aren't necessarily my style or fit into my house at the moment. My friend Natalie and I have been stocking up on fun things and we are opening shop! Head over to Blue Door to check it out.

(I want none of my friends to feel obligated to buy things. If you hate it, we can still be friends.)

Thank heavens for grandpas who fix up and install toilets.

My grandpas wouldn't let me take a picture of them so this is the best I have.



Yes, my grandpa Sparks wears one piece Dickies. Adam wants a pair so when he does any sort of work with grandpa they can match. Adam loves that man. Let's be honest, who doesn't.

I really have the best grandpas ever. Growing up, we called one grandpa the "spanky grandpa" and the other one the "kissy grandpa." At one house we were always asked, "who needs their wompus spanked!?" and we'd run around the house screaming trying to get away from him and the other house we were smothered with kisses. I'll let you guess which one is which

Did I tell you my grandpas were friends before my parents got married?

They were both bishops and school principles in California. So when their kids got married, they were thrilled.

I grew up thinking that all grandparents were friends with the other pair. That they went out to dinner together, called each other, and came to the other ones family events. Sparks are always welcome at Dunn events, and vice versa. I was shocked as a kid to find out that most grandparents don't really know each other.

So it's fun when they come and install a toilet together in my home. They argue about who is going to pay for an extra part (because clearly I as the homeowner shouldn't), they both bring their huge box of tools from the 1940s, and they are a hoot to be around. Not to mention my boys can't get enough of them.

I love my grandpas.

lunch date

Today I had a really cute lunch date.



It was fun to do lunch just the two of us.

I had a wonderful day at church today, and came home to this.



Cracked toilet, tile, and glass.

I securely put my new cubby on the wall 2 weeks ago. It has held lots of treasures, water spigot tops, old light insulators, my great-grandmas iron, an old scale, basically all my old fun things I didn't want my kids to touch. Along with all the tools I was using to redo the bathroom.



Then Adam told me there was another earthquake last night. I didn't believe him til he pulled this up. Crazy, supposedly there was another one at 6:09. Maybe I was too into my dessert to notice.

I think maybe the two earthquakes did something to the backing, and it fell while we were at church. The iron must have gone down point first into the tile, and bounced into the toilet. That iron is a weapon. One of my lovely light insulators shattered, and another was hurt slightly.



Lovely. Well, the hole in the tile is going to be filled with grout, and a kind neighbor of my parents offered me toilet since they just remodeled part of their home. My venting on facebook paid off.

I thought I was getting closer to showing this bathroom off, but apparently it needs more work.

Time to get earthquake insurance.

4

I have a four year old.



Time flies.

mr. no nap

Someone is trying to give up his nap.



As you can see, despite the fact that he thinks he doesn't need one, he clearly does.

brothers

I love moments like this.



I will let you decide wither it was the quietness that came from watching a movie, or the brotherly love. Take your pick.