My Husband Jeff

I've been husband tagged-

So I usually don't do tags (b/c I'm lazy) but since most of the blog has been about Dylan I thought it might be fun to tell y'all about my hubby Jeff. By the way - Happy St. Patricks Day everyone, after all, it is our family holiday. Go Irish!

What is his name? Jeffrey Rex Irish

How long did you date? Not very long at all. I was actually kind of in and out of another relationship and we were really good friends for a few months then only really seriously dated for 4 or so months before we got engaged. Yikes! That sounds scary when I actually write it down, we must be Mormon.

Who eats more sweets? Definitely me!! I love love love sweets. Any kind, any where, I'll eat it. Jeff is addicted to salt. I don't use the word addicted lightly either, he uses the pour side of the shaker instead of the holey side. That's just Jeff's personality though, once he decides he likes something he goes full force with it.

Who is taller? Jeff, he's 6' and I'm almost 5'6.

Who is the better singer? Neither! We both are really really awful. Jeff might say he is only b/c I sometimes catch him trying to sing "pretty," you know, with the hand covering the ear so you can here yourself better. :) just kidding honey!

Who does the laundry?This is kind of a funny question b/c just last night I was picking up the house and Jeff was helping me fold laundry. He kindly informed me of how much he helps out around the house (which he actually does) and with the laundry (which he doesn't). So I asked him if he knew what kind of laundry detergent we use. He looked a little caught off guard and said ALL. Wrong, we use TIDE. Easy mistake though, so I asked him liquid or powder? He said powder, wrong again! We have used liquid for forever! He got the point and promptly thanked me for being such a good wife, he can be so sweet.

Who pays the bills? Jeff pays most all the bills. Might as well put his accounting degree to work since he doesn't work as an accountant anymore. I will say that money budgeting is something that Jeff is very good at. My idea of budgeting use to be buying a pair of Citizens jeans of eBay instead of a department store, then eating green beans and frozen burritos the rest of the month just so I'd have enough to buy that pair of designer shoes (off eBay of course). Priorities have definitely changed thanks to my smart husband!

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Jeff

Who mows the lawn? Jeff loves to mow the yard, something he got from his Dad.

Who cooks dinner? Me, Jeff does make a great breakfast though.

Who drives? Mostly Jeff, sometimes me. Driving isn't really a talent of Jeff's though he'd probably say the same about me. He has a permanent speed of 30 mph. It doesn't matter where he's driving or if he's turning (very scary), he might as well put cruise control on.

Who is more stubborn? We both are, that's why we work as a couple though. He doesn't let me get away with anything and vice verse. He does almost always apologize first though. I love you for that sweet husband!

Who kissed who first? That question is very controversial in this house. He would only kiss me on the cheek and was taking forever to kiss me so, I leaned in to kiss him as close to the lips without actually touching them and he moved (on purpose) and so we kissed. It was about time, but he will tell everyone I put the moves on him.

Who asked who out? Jeff asked me.

Who proposed? Jeff proposed. He surprised me and had dressed up like a knight in white tights and everything. His roommates even pushed him into the room where I was on a "horse" that was previously their entertainment center.

Who is more sensitive? Me, I can be emotional at times :). Surprise anyone?

Who has more siblings? Technically Jeff, he has 8 but 6 are step-siblings, I have 5.

Who wears the pants? Both of us.

That actually was fun! I love my sweet sweet husband very much! He is a perfect match for me, a great dad and still makes me giggle every day, I can't ask for more than that!

"No" is Dylan's favorite new word. He can say it in many different ways and tones and and loves to say it all day long no matter to who or what. Mom, friends, toys, complete strangers minding their own business at the grocery store, he doesn't discriminate who he tells no. I guess I can't really complain too much, after all, we know who he learned that word from (there goes mother of the year). I guess it is a step up from "mine" though, a word which Jeff proudly takes full credit for. Why you would teach your child to say mine and then giggle every time he says it is beyond me. I've learned to pick my battles. Anyway, on a brighter note, literally, my little buds of sunshine have finally bloomed!! I love it! I have to give full credit to my mom for these little buds of joy! She is the plant/flower pro and having lived in Pocatello for a few years herself, knew how much these tiny cute flowers would mean to me after a long Idaho winter. Dylan has even been able to play outside this past week and has discovered how to blow bubbles all by himself. It's a work in progress and every now and then I'll catch him licking the bubble wand instead of blowing :) gross!

Introducing Brandon

This post is dedicated to Brandon, Dylan's, um, godfather? I'm not really sure what to call him seeing as I'm not catholic and Brandon as of late, has not been fulfilling any of his godfather-type duties. Poor Dylan has only seen him twice -ever- and hasn't seen a dime in godfather child support. Brandon was good friend of Jeff and I during college and so, even though Brandon "didn't really like kids" we decided we might be able to change his mind, and named him Dylan's back-up dad. A couple weekends ago Brandon came to visit and really brought his A-game. Since Jeff is kind of a work-oholic, Brandon took Dylan and I to the zoo for the afternoon. I just have to say we looked like a pretty cute family. A Dylan - Brandon connection was definitely made b/c that evening Dylan laid next to his back-up dad on the floor with his blanket and binky ready for a good cuddle session, so sweet! So, I would just like to end this ode to Brando by letting all those girls out there trying make Brandon the father of their children (and there are many due to his amazing womanizing skills - seriously though), I have full faith that Brandon will be a great dad to all their babies.

Dylan misses you already and sends his love! Come back soon!

There is Hope!

This past week has been SO much warmer, almost hitting the 50's a few days. The best news is that there is no visible snow anywhere in our yard and I can finally see those tiny little crocuses poking through, YAAA! Dylan even got to go to the boise zoo last week with his BFF Landon. We were pretty much the only ones there so the two little guys just ran around like crazy, just grateful to be anywhere but inside.

My mom and I planted a ton of these little flowers and I cant wait to see them bloom! My life is so exciting!!

This could be Dylans favorite thing to do, the dishes. He actually put away a couple spatulas the other day, in the right drawer! Even Jeff still has issues with the "right drawer thing."

Is It Summer Yet?

I think I have cabin fever and I am pretty sure Dylan does too. It has been snowing non-stop here and I am going crazy!! It is too cold to go or do anything but what did I really expect when I agreed to move to Idaho? Jeff assured me Boise was much more temperate than our previous residence in the arctic (aka Rexburg). I am not so convinced. I try to take Dylan somewhere at least once or twice a day like kids club at the gym or a play date but it must not be enough. He has started bringing me his shoes, a coat, or keys and then waving and saying bye-bye. When he finally realizes mama is not taking him anywhere, he gets very angry with me and proceeds with a temper tantrum. There is hope though, under all that snow the crocuses my mom and I planted last fall are starting to poke through! I am so excited. I will post some pics later (when I feel like braving the weather).

Dylan also just had his 18 month check up. He ranked in the 5th perc. for weight - surprise -and about average for everything else (ok ,so he might have a little bit larger head -80th perc - thanks to the Driggs genes). To anyone that has spent any time around this little boy this is a phenomenom! Dylan out eats any child I have ever met. A few nights ago, he ate three, yes three, peices of pizza! This is not an abnormal size meal for him. At any rate the Doctor has given me orders to do anything we can to chunk this little guy up. Operation chub master flex includes extra butter on everything, ranch dressing for a side, sour cream toppings, and heavy cream mixed with anything put in his mouth. It sounds a little unhealthy but its doctors orders so I guess we'll see if it works. I'll keep you updated!

Here are a few pictures of those skinny little legs!

He is so sweet sometimes!

Not all the time though, a few seconds later...... (classic temper tantrum)

He LOVES chocolate milk! Since we are doing anything to put meat on his bones, choclate has been a great way to get him to chug extra whole milk and cream. Anytime the fridge is open, he will grab the chocolate bottle and bring it to me with his sippy cup.Another kitchen utensil used for entertainment purposes (forget about the chest full of toys two feet away). This particular one serves as a microphone most of the time - he is actually singing into it in this picture.He is kind of a strange kid. He loves to eat raw oatmeal and has figured out how to open the container using his teeth. Can you imagine the messes he has made with this new trick?