Jenn's Wedding

so attending a wedding/reception with your 3 children is stupid. actually traveling at all, flying, driving, hotels the whole bit, not enjoyable, but the wedding was gorgeous. i have no good pictures of jenn(blaming the children) and i am not in most of the family photos(also blaming the children). but here's what i have and the link to jenn's photographer. most of you knew that she didn't get married in the temple, if not, the photos may have tipped you off, but things didn't get worked out in time with david's temple divorce and all that, they decided to go ahead and get married now and look forward to going to the temple next year. consequently, my dad got to marry them in the little white church(the monument) across from the capital building. it was beautiful. we love them both so much and are so excited for them.
there are a ton on here. the slideshow is the best bet. http://swensenphotography.instaproofs.com. use jjennhawkins@hotmail.com if it asks for an email
and here are some of mine which do neither her nor the capital justice.









we had a family golf tourney the day before at sleepy ridge. who's team won? well it wasn't really fair, we had mikey and jonathan on ours.(:

kids usually tell the truth

i know that i just had a baby 2 months ago "it took 9 months to put the weight on blah blah blah" and i realize that i never got back in shape before the last pregnancy, or the one before that. i also realize that i use the phrase "back in shape" like i had this killer body before i made the ultimate sacrifice and had children when in actuality i've never been anywhere close to happy with my body. none the less i would like to live in a fantasy world where all of the baby weight comes off with nursing and i magically have all of the energy in the world. i would become addicted to exercise and start training for a triathylon.
last week i had a double dose of reality. first my 6 week check up after the c-section. i had all three kids with me which i could tell really excited everyone else in the waiting room. it was funny because you could visibly tell which ones were pregnant for the first time by the looks of fear/disdain on their faces when my 2 and 3 year old got into a booger war.( not sure on the spelling of booger). also the obvious discomfort when i had to nurse my infant under a blanket right there in front of them. i fealt like yelling at this one lady that was giving me dirty looks- " you're right, i should probably let him starve rather than make you uncomfortable." but i refrained. finally after and hour and a half in the waiting room when were taken back to a room. the dr. came in and was pleasant but after he inspected my incision he looked at me and with a straight face said " looks great melissa, and it's nice and low and you're cleared to start working out so you'll be back in that bikini in no time." i'm thinking, "was that a joke" but i just smiled and said "yeah". i drug the kids out to the car fighting back the tears.
the next day i was reading with micahlyn while the boys were taking naps, "Dora has 5 mangos in her basket, can you count the mangos?" she cuts me off and says "mom you chunky". "what?!?" " you plumpin" "what?!?" " i mean, you huge girl, motomoto" it was the motomoto that tipped me off. she tilted her head when she said it, plus she doesn't usually call me girl. i again fought back the tears while asking her what movie it was from. i had to see it. it's from madagascar 2, there is a scene where these 2 hippos are dancing and the guy tells the girl all this stuff. should this make me feel better? yes it's from a movie but why does my daughter relate the hippo to me? i decided to laugh at it. although i did tell her to never ever repeat those lines again.