Luke had a conference in downtown Sacramento so we had a great excuse to visit our northern California family.
We drove up Thursday evening after work and got to the hotel around 10pm.
Friday morning we hit up "Bacon and Butter" for breakfast. It was our first time and since it was only two blocks away, we were very pleased.
After breakfast we dropped Luke off at the hotel and we drove to Roseville to see Grandma.
Grandma and I went shopping with Wiggy, while the boys stayed and played at Grandma's with Holden and Uncle Bert.
For dinner we had pizza and hung out.
Saturday we shopped for Bubba's birthday party. Costco was a madhouse. I have never been in a Costco that's as hard to get around as this one. While the girls shopped Grandpa took Luke and the boys shopping for a new suit for Bubba.
Bubba requested birthday dinner for his party. It's one of our favorite meals. Luke made omelets and Grandpa made bacon, sausage and pancakes.
Sunday morning we were up before 8am and on the road home! So nice to see family!
This is my matching pigtail hair for Wiggy. :)
Another year of wonderful weather for the school fundraiser.
(Of course this event was rescheduled back a week because it rained the Friday it was originally scheduled on.)
This year Wiggy and I wore our running gear so we could run around with the boys.We managed to get a few laps in.
In 20 minutes, Tubbs ran 15 laps and Bubba ran 9 laps. Bubba did a lot of walking. He isn't much for fast paced, vigorous activity. :) Tubbs ran his little heart out!
Big Bubba-Lish is five feet, three inches tall.
He weighs 131 pounds and wears a men's medium shirt.
He wears a size 12.5 shoe. For such a big boy, he really does crack me up. He will always be my Peter Pan.
20 birthday Questions for Lishy.....
favorite color -blue
favorite toy - Legos
favorite fruit - watermelon
favorite TV Show - Lego Chima
favorite thing to eat for lunch - macaroni and cheese
favorite outfit - sweatpants
favorite game - Pokemon X
favorite snack - chocolate
favorite animal - Rhino
favorite song - Hey Brother by Bastille
favorite book - Rush Revere
best friend - Ethan
favorite cereal - Reese's Peanut Butter Puffs
favorite thing to do outside - swim
favorite drink - Root beer
favorite holiday - Christmas
What I like to take to bed with me at night - A book to read
My favorite thing to eat for breakfast - dad's egg/Swiss sourdough sandwich
My birthday dinner is - potstickers
When I grow up I want to be - a Geologist
Bubba has three birthday celebrations this year.
I can't believe this boy is twelve. I am sure I say this every time one of my children have a birthday....I know.
A big milestone for Bubba.
No more primary program at church. He is very happy about that. He is now in Young Men's with the big kids.
He is doing more Boy Scout camp outs.
He was ordained to the Deacon's Quorum at church and can now pass the Sacrament.
He is only six years from legally becoming an adult and he still can't remember to zip up his pants or brush his teeth. Scary thought.
He still calls me mommy.
That fact is my favorite.
Today I was trying to get in the bathroom and he had the door locked. He hollers out, "I need my privacy mommy!"
I chuckled.
He will always be my baby boy...even though he is a big boy. Still growing like a weed.
His first birthday party.....
Grandma and Grandpa Hogue came down to babysit the kids while Luke and I went up to the Lake for a friend's dinner party. They stayed the night and Sunday morning we had a birthday breakfast and Bubba was able to open their gifts. Grandma made him his favorite French Toast at his request. She also put some canned cinnamon rolls in the waffle maker....which was a big hit.
Sugar for breakfast is a winner-winner, chicken dinner.
After Grandma and Grandpa left at noon we had some pictures taken of Bubba. I think they turned out really great!
I am thankful to Luke's friend Sheila Johnson who took them for us.
Second Birthday Party.....
was on his actual birthday. It was a Wednesday, so he also got to Mutual at church for the first time.
Birthday breakfast was French Toast again with the leftover load of bread Grandma left behind.
Bubba opened his present from all of us.
More Legos....Shocker!
We also put come cash in his "1-2" balloons. I should've done darker balloons because he could see the cash as soon as he saw the balloons.
Dad picked him up for birthday lunch and Bubba chose Subway.
I was really hoping Bubba would pick something amazing for dinner when I asked him what he wanted. At first he said he wanted me to make Potstickers for him at home. Then he changed his response to Panda Express.
Third birthday party took place at Grandma and Grandpa Baer's house a few days after his birthday. Bubba requested birthday breakfast for dinner! Then we had chocolate cake and ice cream for dessert. He got more Lego's, Subway gift card, a book and a new watch. Grandpa also took him shopping for a new suit.
That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....
So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.
