Falling asleep AGAIN.

Dang. I can't seem to get a decent post in these days. My most common excuse for lack of writing is, "I'm Tired."
*Do moms, parents for that matter, EVER reach a point where they consistently sleep through the night.? Seriously. Especially If you have more than one kid.
because......
Zombie wake stages go as follows:
STAGE 1 (new born)-breast feeding every 1.5 to 3 hours ALL night
STAGE 2 (toddler)-falling out of the "big kid" bed and crying
STAGE 3 -(toddler needs more attention?)"MOM, DAD!! MOOOOOM. DAAAAD. I'm scared! By now kid #2 is here and STAGE 1 with added bonuses returns and she now wakes up not only to eat but because of his screaming.
STAGE 4-(POTTY training stage).....this is ME now. Beckham: wimpering/cry with "mom" or "dad" ME: Go to sleep. Beck: wimpering...I have to go pee. ME: then get up and go! Beck and now Roma is waking up: wimpering My dreamy mind: Are you kidding me? so, I get up in hopes that Roma won't wake up the rest of the way and take him to the potty. He goes. I'm SOOOOOO dead tired but his eyes are wide open. Then it's on to ..."rub my back" "I'm scared" " I need milk" "not that blanket the other one." " snack and Movie!" ARE YOU KIDDING ME>?

Dave is a super DAD and gets up probably 50% of the time. Really. Which is absolutely awesome! But, Come on. We're both awake regardless of who gets out of bed. THE neighbors are awake for crying out LOUD.
Lately this is my mom complaint. SLEEP DEPRIVATION IS NOT FOR THE WEAK.
That's why blogging has taken the back burner.

ONE story to add to the 'excitement' of this post.
Last night Dave and I took the kids to the high school volleyball game. Beckham started saying that his head and tummy hurt. Didn't think too much of it. Dave just held Beckham so he could relax. WELL next thing you know poor little Beckham has green chunky throw up volcanoing out of his mouth. ALL over himself, our jackets, Dave, and the bleachers. DISGUSTO. Luckily we weren't near a bunch of people. So we took off with another long night ahead.
He's feeling much better now.
BUT I'm telling you. It's SLEEPLESS NIGHTS IN KAMAS for us.

*It's 1am here and in the last hour. I took Beckham pee three times (not even full on Pees either), rocked him for a bit, rubbed his back and he is still waking up saying that he wants his dad. Guess I'll tell Dave to figure it out?? Any suggestions?
Well Here are some funny faces from the kids I LOVE MOST. Good night.? haha

From my phone, in my bed. Picture update

Dave turned 32 today. Nice sunny, but crispy cold day. He got a boring sweater, a pullup bar, Charlie brown pumpkin movie, some money and more parties to come. Our friend Ang watched the kids while we went to a movie and dinner.

Eating Establishment on park city main. *YAWN, shoot. This update isn't going to last long.

The leaves have been absolutely beautiful in park city lately! Then it snowed! This was parleys canyon while it was getting its 1st snow. Brrr. Its cold already.

WELCOME welcome!
Sept. 29th 1130am
Avery Lynne Carter was born. Beckham and Roma are obviously thrilled to have a new cousin. (Dave's only bro and his wife's 4th kid)

She was a whoppin 9.2 lbs. Healthy and strong ma and babe.

Frosted Halloween cookies a month early....and watched polar express with Beckham. Embracing the fall of summer.

Wow. I think I just fell asleep. To be continued......

Last min. decision lands record elk kill

http://www.deseretnews.com/article/705330546/Decision-lands-record-elk-kill.html
My elk story is in the Des news outdoor sect. today.... Wahoo! Check it out. The writer, Amy, did a great job!

Big news. I DID it. .

We have a bunch of better pictures and dad actually got the shot on video. I plan on making a hunting video/slideshow of this whole crazy ordeal. *as for now, I can not wait to get home to my sweet Dave and lil kiddies! No more dirt and trees.

We are still on our way home but here are some cell phone pics of the monster I shot this morning. I can't believe this thing. The whole experience was more work than I thought I was in for. But how awesome to end with success.!!...
Maybe now I can finally say that I have a 'large rack'? BAha. Sorry, I had to.

Hunting. Out of order. Out of control.

Antlers?





Packing out the meat and hoping that a bear doesn't jump on my back.

No bull elk this trip...But dad was able to fill his cow tag on the last day. These are the guts and girls...dad gave us the elk anatomy 101. Shell had fun touching and stepping on each organ. mmmm.












We had a good time. Definitely made some crazy memories. Now if I could just get the Big dad Elk and Be DONE. I have had a little more hunting than I thought I was in for....Considering I am going back AGAIN.
The last day of the hunt is tomorrow and I've been convinced that it is worth one more SHOT. It's true that this is a rare opportunity and would be my last. SO with that said, Guess I better get uploading more apps for my itouch to keep me busy while SITTING 16 hours in the silence. AND that gets ROUGH.
I'm bound and determined to make all of this time, money and stresses of leaving my family......WORTH IT.

This is where I will be ALL day tomorrow

This is Dad and uncle Myron...My Trip II guides. Tomorrow Uncle Boyd will take Myrons spot in the picture. Both of them have been so willing to spend the time and money to help my dad and I out. It's crazy what die hard hunters will do for a girl to shoot an Elk.. . .

And this is my view ALL day tomorrow....With an animal or two and a Shot of course.
Now your visually up to date. Any luck sent my direction would be fabulous.
***AND I just have to add: Dave is a super Dad and husband for encouraging me to GET IT DONE.!!! THE end.

Driving all night with the Bateheads!

Killer weekend update and part II

I've neglected an update until now because I wasn't sure if that trip was going to be my last... Regardless, it was an awesome weekend and absolutely hilarious! Shelly and I took over 100 pictures and about 20 videos to document our hunting adventure. They are all a crack up and some terms for black mail because... Well, after so many hours in a tree stand without a shower, sleep, real food, bathroom breaks and dressed like a giant leafy sniper, YOU TURN A BIT CRAZY. For an idea, I did post a few videos on Facebook. In one Shelly gets a little personal about her need to 'take a dump.' If you need a laugh, check it out. She's classic!

Ok. I've got to just reel off the facts. Its 530 in the morn and we're only gonna hit one more reception zone before its too late. This is from my phone.
-shell and I were in a tree, side by side about 15 ft up on two tree stands.
-saw a bunch of elk, close and all around us several times. But only mamas, babies and some spike elk. NO big bulls, which is what my tag is for.
-last morning of the hunt, elk were all around, we were rigormortis still for 30 minutes hoping for the big one to come out.
-'we' also had a tag for a cow elk and discussed the idea of filling it if it were the last day and NO big bull showed.
-the elk started going back into the trees, only one cow elk left, so I drew back, shelly started recording and we shot for success! I did have a killer weekend all caught on video and we witnessed the grousome after math. It was intense! All of it.
PART II is now in full swing to fill my $350 lottery tag. This time Dad and uncle Myron are doing all they can to... have one more killer wknd. Catch ya later. Wish me luck.