And now the moment we have been waiting over 9 months for...

He's FINALLY here! Our newest nephew Stockton Wyatt Jeffs made his intro this morning at 3:38 a.m. after a LONG day and night of labor. He weighed in at 7lbs. 5oz. He is absolutely adorable with dark eyes and light hair. He seemed to have a very mellow, sweet demeanor and we are looking forward to getting to know him! Arin & Troy did a great job. Welcome to the world baby Stockton, we are so glad you came!

It's like Christmas Eve all over again...

Isac and Ryan are going to see Walking with Dinosaurs tonight. Isac, being the dino-lover that he is, is SO EXCITED he is practically counting down the minutes until it is time to go. I even suckered him into doing extra jobs around the house to ensure that he could still get to go because you know "We could scalp these tickets if your room isn't spotless...."
The anticipation is pretty intense so I hope the experience is all that he expects it to be and more!

Playing Church

Emily has always been our Church-y child.
She just started going to Primary (children's church) as a Sunbeam and loves it.
She has gone twice and hasn't stopped talking about it!
She came up with a new game that we must play at least once a day...
she calls it Mom & Dad Church.
She pretends she is in charge and calls on me or Mack or Isac or Ryan
or who ever is home
to come up to the "front" (the couch) and tell our name.
Then we have to repeat some "scriptures" which she makes up.
We also sing songs and look at random pictures and maps in her Bible.
She tells us the stories about them and if she doesn't know it she makes something up.
Her favorite picture/story is Samuel the Lamanite because she thinks that it is her cousin Sam standing on top of the wall.
Mack doesn't really enjoy the game.
Or play it very well.
Emily tries to convince him that Jesus is not pleased with his behavior.
He doesn't seem to care.
I thought it was cute the first few times, but now I am thinking about not going back to Mom & Dad Church.
It's just too demanding.

This is mostly for my mom...

This morning I came downstairs and found Mack lying on the floor,

sucking on his pacifier,

rubbing a Q-tip on his nose.

I wasn't able to take a picture because our camera died on Christmas.

So here's one of me.
He really is his Mother's Son.