Boys & Bubbles

I was going though our pictures and it seems that Londyn likes 2 things: boys and bubbles. Here's a little shout out to all of Londyn's little boyfriends.


Londyn and Wyatt (Ash & Jon's little dude)


Lou & Blake (Chad & Lindsay's little dude)


Londyn & her cousin Sawyer


Londyn and her cousin Hayden.


It would appear that Londyn is in desperate need of a few girlfriends. If you have a daughter between the ages of 18 months and 3 years old, please send and application and head shot to Brynn c/o Londyn Girlfriends. Thank You.

Happy Father's Day

Well to all of you daddies out there, Happy Father’s Day! Londyn has officially reached that age. You know, the age that they tell daddy what you bought him at the store. As soon as Londyn and I came home from shopping she said, “Daddy, we got you a shirt!” Nice surprise for Steve!

Londyn has the best daddy in the whole world. She loves spending time with Steve out in the yard. Every Saturday Londyn helps her daddy weed, mow, and check on the garden. Steve is always taking Londyn to do fun things. She still talks about the fishies and rays at the Sandy Aquarium!

Just to show Londyn what a great daddy he is, Steve and Brent spent the whole Saturday before Father’s Day putting together a swing set for Londyn! Now Londyn can go out back to “her park” instead of walking down the street.

Happy Father’s Day Steve! Londyn and I love you so much!

Londyn's Letters

Londyn has been learning her letters lately. She is pretty good, but occasionally gets stumped between the X and the K, or the W and M. Overall though, she is doing pretty well.

(And yes, we are bragging our daughter like a sideshow circus would a bearded lady...Dance, Monkey...Dance!)

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

I am shamelessly plugging one of my all time favorite tv shows, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I saw a commercial for this fall's season premier and got all hyped up. It’s not for everyone, but if you laugh at this clip you are standing on the tip of a hilarity iceberg. Enjoy…

Work Trip

It is the butt crack of dawn. I am sitting in the Orlando Airport waiting to fly back to the Salt Lake City to see my girls…NATIONAL SECUIRTY UPDATE: We are at terrorist level orange…as opposed to what? Fuschia??? Who knows what that means anyways?
Alright back on track...in the Orlando Airport, the dawn is still butt crack and I am returning from a 5-day XanGo Convention. I love my job, but work travel sucks. I think the root of the suckiness lies in the fact that I have to work when I travel for work. For instance, instead of going to Disney World, Universal Studios and Cocoa Beach…I spent the week explaining the benefits of a mangosteen beverage to a slew of crazy people. (And not haha crazy people, but seriously institutional crazy people.) Basically it boils down to this, when I get home and say I have been in Orlando for a week…if any of you dare say “Oh lucky!” or “Awesome!”, there is a good chance I will flip you off and call you a douche bag behind your back. Consider yourself warned…

Flights boarding…