It's a girl.... or is it a BOY!

We finally found out what we are having...It's a BOY! Let me explain my title to the blog entry. We were having our ultra sound and the ultra sound Tech, was showing us all the baby's vital organs and parts. Then we see on the screen...IT"S A GIRL! I looked at Brian and thought, oh yeah my gut instinct was right on it this time. (We thought our other two wonderful boys were going to be girls, anyways!) Thirty seconds later we hear the Dr. say, ugh..I think the umbilical cord just moved, nope...I'm so sorry it looks like we have a BOY! My heart was all over the place at this point. I took a deep breath and exhaled and thought, ok, we can do this again for the third time. What was going through my head at this point was, my bin of frilly cute girl things I have to put away, looks like were gonna save some money were set with boy hand me downs.

Oh the things I get to continue to enjoy...Three boys wrestling, cleaning up after my boys attempt to make it in the toilet, laundry with only only boy clothes to fold. Lot's of balls, bikes and lego's. Fort making, bug catching, knee scraping, and an attempt to keep up with the non stop growing appetites.

One day I will get to enjoy the joys of pink tutu's, barbies, playing house, babydolls, hair bows, makeup, the cute baby girl clothes, dress up,and Oh I forgot the DRAMA!!!

For now I will Enjoy my BOY"S. I know their is a special place in heaven for mothers with all boys, I know we are the strong ones selected to raise these future missionaries. I love my boys, and our little brother Noah who will be joining us this MAy 2010, we can't wait to meet you!

It's been a While!

Sorry about the neglected Blog. It's been a very busy season. As many of you may know we are expecting a new baby this spring. I have had a stubborn camera, hence, blogging is not much fun with out any pictures. We will keep you all updated, and maybe our camera will decide to cooperate.

Here's my family's stick Figure self portrait

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Welcome Home Elder Rich!

We are so excited to have our Uncle Nick Rich home from his mission. He returned recently from the San Diego California Mission. We are so proud of him and all his hard work he has put into these last 2 years. The boys have been counting down the days to see their "unckie" as Hunter now calls him. Welcome Home!

Happy 4th Birthday Hunter!

I can not believe that my baby has turned 4 years old. Wow how time flies when your raising children. Hunter is such a wonderful son, and we are grateful he is in our family. He is very imaginative, has the best stories in the world to tell, (Most are made up, but they are awesome). He is very determined, athletic, loving, caring. He loves to eat his fruits and veggies, and will ask for a salad over anything sweet most days. He has such a creative mind, and he is such a great friend to his big brother. He is always willing to sacrafice anything he has. He is also very giving and smart, and forgiving. We love you Hunter, and are glad you are in our family...Happy Birthday




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Happiness from Helping Others

"President Gordon B. Hinckley believed in the healing power of service. After the death of his wife, he provided a great example to the Church in the way he immersed himself in work and in serving others. It is told that President Hinckley remarked to one woman who had recently lost her husband, 'Work will cure your grief. Serve others.'

"Those are profound words. As we lose ourselves in the service of others, we discover our own lives and our own happiness.

Sunday, Sunday!

Sunday mornings are such peaceful times for us at the Bangerter house. I dread at times the process of getting my 3 1/2 year old son ready for church. It kinda goes like this..

Mom: "Hunter it's Sunday today, Let's eat breakfast than get our church clothes on, Ok?"
Hunter: No, Mom I'm not going to church today, I will stay home".
Mom: You can't stay by yourself!
Hunter: It's Ok Mom, I'm not afraid.

The next hour of getting ready seems like pulling teeth with my wonderful son. I usually lay out a cute outfit for him on the bed, and let him know how handsome he is going to look. He than decides it is time to put on some silly outfit, like his frog costume or his Red satin soccer shorts. One Sunday we gave up and decided, it is more important for him to be with us at church, than for him to be dressed up. That Day he wore his shorts, graphic T-shirt and tennis shoes, and a smile on his face. Oh how I love the trials of parenting, I guess it could be worse right? What do I do to not be set up for these weekly sabbath battles.

As it says in the above comic strip; "Where were going can't be fun, cause you made me wear my Sunday clothes". I really hope he grows out of this sabbath day morning ritual.