The Esplin's

Walking - Brock

2012-01-27T00:26:00.005-07:00

Monday January 23 welcomed Chinese New Year and the year of the dragon.

For Brock it marked the year that he will begin walking as he took his first official steps (as witnessed by mom and later dad)

Walking for Brock has been in the works for the past few months. Refusing to bypass the steps that lead to walking Brock has championed crawling (with a little bit of a bum leg dragging behind), pulling himself up, the bear crawl, and now taking the daring steps on his own.

These latest steps come at a time when mom has suddenly found it difficult to do the walking as an injury is preventing her from taking many steps. Maybe mom can take some lessons from Brock.

Bidding farewell

2012-01-27T00:14:00.003-07:00

Seeing dad go off to work daily must be a significant part of Parkers day.

Each day as dad leaves Parker bolts for the door and starts doing a routine which includes waving, blowing kisses, and what appears to be dancing, all simultaneously on the front porch as he drives away to work. This display lasts until the car is out of sight. To be fair, mom gets the same treatment.

To some observers it would be comical, to others it touches the heart.

What a night

2012-01-26T23:33:00.002-07:00

"I've got to tell you something" is a phrase this is both charming and frustrating.

Of late (especially on days when there is no nap), Parker (after being put through the night routine of scriptures, articles of faith, teeth brushed, potty attempt, stories, and laying down by him for "five" minutes) waltzes (more like a tiptoe), out of his room and with a sheepish grin and hands behind his back declares, "I've got to tell you something." It of course is not enough for one of us to hear so he then declares, "both of you". The routine seems to go as follows:

On the first "I've got to tell you something" he notifies us that he has to go "number one". He does, washes his hands, and goes to bed (with of course us tucking him in)

On the second "I've got to tell you something" he lets us know that "his stomach is telling me that it is hungry." It would be easy to deny such a request if it was a "treat" but through that innocent face and pitiful plea he requests an "orange". Of course he has to peel it and eat it with us. By now it has been a good 20 minutes since we have "put him down."

The third "I've got to tell you something" is more forceful. He puts us in our place and says, "You both need to go to sleep." After reminding him who is in charge (but at this point realizing who REALLY is in charge), he dashes off to bed, with of course us tucking him in.

It is at this point that he finally gives in and the night is free. We then realize that his creativity is just beginning.

The fourth "I've got to tell you something" he excitedly shows us his tag on his "jammies" and pronounces this as if he had never noticed it before. This of course must of been a decoy he conjured up as he was laying on his bed as he looked around and pronounced "you maybe are watching a movie?" Busted. He then notices mom with her bowl of cereal, "you maybe are eating something?". Guilty as charged and no maybes about it. Mom is kind and gives him a bite of her cereal and once again he is off to bed, tucked in and finally going to sleep.

What a night. What a boy.

A Sunbeam in the family

2012-01-01T20:38:00.004-07:00

Farewell toys and snacks, welcome to Primary!

With scriptures in hand, 8 articles of faith memorized, a repertoire of primary songs and sporting Christmas church attire, Parker entered the ranks of primary as a "Sunbeam." With mom keeping a watchful care as the primary pianist she watched as Parker made the transition without a hitch as he displayed his independence by not "needing" his mom. I guess this makes sense, after all he is a "sunbeam" now!

Parker loved singing the songs and going to lesson where he learned about the "world" from his teachers Sister Leroy and Sister Johnson. He proudly showed us his depiction of the world pointing out the earth and "spiderman".

All of this is not easy for mom. Watching her kids grow up so fast is not easy on the heart strings. At the same time, we are grateful to say with a sparkle in the eye, "We have a sunbeam in the family!"

One Year

2011-12-27T00:56:00.000-07:00

A year ago this day we were bidding farewell to Elder and Sister Esplin as they were headed to New York for their mission. They were just in time to see their grandson Brock be born.

A year later, Elder and Sister Esplin were once again in our home. This time seeing a change in some growing boys.

December 27, 2010

December 27, 2011

Brock Turns 1

2011-12-24T21:15:00.000-07:00

Move over Santa, there is a new big man in town! Brock turned 1 the day that the jolly ol' elf makes his rounds and for a moment, that jolly ol' elf was forgotten and replaced with a cake destroying, panda cuddling, thumb sucking, train driving boy.

Though it didn't delay Santa, the Christmas celebrations were put on hold asthe following celebrations took place:

Gingerbread (disguised as Grahm Crackers - fitting for Brock) house competition

Presents (of course)

(his panda pillow pet is one of his favorites)

(some trains)

Cake

Happy Birthday Brock!

The Evolution of Santa Claus Encounters

2011-12-23T00:48:00.004-07:00

The evolution of Santa Claus encounters can be described with a simple letter "S".

"S" of course is for "Santa".

With that constant in place we then see another "S" in Parker's first encounter with Santa. This time it was "Sleeping" (Christmas 2008)

A year letter we see another "S". This time it was not so quiet. "S" of course is for "Screaming". (Christmas 2009)

The next year Parker met Santa at a Christmas party in Lindon, UT under the watchful care of Uncle Scott and Aunt Janice. Once again the "S" emerges as "Scott" was instrumental in Santa's appearance. (Christmas 2010)

Another "S" was added to the mix as previous "S's" have been replaced with "Smiles". (Christmas 2011)

This evolution of course is highly individualized as Brock has begun his own pattern of meeting with the Big Man. I guess we will just have to wait and "See".

Flashback - Haircuts

2011-12-22T23:58:00.003-07:00

Parker and Brock both got haircuts a few days before their birthdays. Here is a comparison.

Parker's first haircut - July 2009

Brock's first haircut - December 2011

Baby to Boy - Brock's First Haircut

2011-12-21T23:41:00.000-07:00

Brock's First Haircut

A haircut can do wonders. It takes a baby and within minutes transforms him into a little boy. For mom this is a momentous and emotional occasion. For dad it is a graduation and one more step towards manhood.

Before

After

Burns - Brothers

2011-12-19T00:26:00.003-07:00

Parker was a year and a half, Brock was almost a year. Both had encounters with Grandma's fireplace. Both were tough and emerged triumphant. Here is a look back on our two Burns Brothers:

Parker's Burn - January 2010 - Age 1 1/2

Brock's burn - December 2011 - Age 1 (almost)

Boxing Glove? - Brock burn

2011-12-18T00:03:00.002-07:00

I received a phone call that went something like this:

"Devin, don't be worried, but I am in the ER."

Silence on my end.

"Brock burned his hand but he is ok."

Silence on my end, but screaming in the background on the other.

I got in the car and headed over to see the damage. Upon entering the ER there Brock was, after two hours of straight screaming (don't know if he has screamed that much total time in his entire first year!), cuddled up with Aunt Brittany. I then got the story.

Amidst the business of Christmas cookie making, Brock had crawled over to the fire place and in an instant had burned his hand (resulting in screaming, from multiple sources, and a second degree burn that covered a majority of his palm, and the tips of his fingers).

Upon treatment and a wrap that resembled a boxing glove, Brock was right back at crawling, as if nothing had happened. Thank goodness for tough kids and caring family who are nursing him back to health.

Oh, and by the way, the cooking of the cookies continued!!

Testimony

2011-12-04T19:55:00.002-07:00

Mom loves to bear her testimony.

Parker watches.

Mom bore her testimony today.

Parker watches, and apparently listens and wants to follow.

Parker had a sacred Sunday. It began as he put on his "missionary clothes" that he insists on wearing every Sunday. It continued as he reverently partook of the sacrament by making sure he used the "right" hand. He anxiously sustained new callings with his "right hand". When the testimony meeting began he listened to the testimonies. Shortly after listening to mom bear testimony and hearing the testimony of other children he said, "I want to bear my testimony." Hesitant for fear that he would make a scene at the microphone we told him that maybe next time. He kept insisting as we laid the rules down. If he were to bear his testimony he would do it alone and we practiced what could be in a testimony. After agreeing to the deal he sheepishly walked up the steps and sat by Bishop Labrum. Having waited his turn he promptly walked up to the podium, moved the step stool over himself, and began to bear his testimony:

"I like to bear my testimony. I want to be a missionary. I like President Monson, President Sharp (Stake President), and Bishop Labrum. I'm thankful for Joseph Smith. I want to be a missionary (2nd time). In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Dad was relieved, and mom was in tears. Parker sat back down by Bishop for a minute before returning for his congratulations.

Mom bears her testimony.

Parker bears his testimony.

Dad watches, listens, and is grateful for such wonderful testimonies (and later shares his in Priesthood).

Thanksgiving 2011

2011-11-25T22:09:00.000-07:00

The T's of Thanksgiving:

1. Turkey

2. Touchdowns

3. Thankfulness

4. TKO's

Thanksgiving 2011 had a little bit of everything. We loaded up our two turkeys and trotted to Price to be with family for the holiday.

Turkey

There was a full house and a full table anxious to dig into this year feast. Brock couldn't wait and so was first to feast. With Brock taking a nap, family gathered around the table, and even kids at a kid table, we were able to have any enjoyable meal of the traditional thanksgiving food.

Though on the kid table, Parker was able to say the "kid table prayer" and even recited the first 6 articles of faith while gathered around the table.

Touchdowns

Thanksgiving isn't complete without some football. Dad and Parker bundled up and had a pre-meal game of"fumble" (our version of tackling whoever has the ball and then fumbling it while yelling, "fumble").

Parker and his cousin Carter hada game of football to help work off the turkey.

More footballcame on Saturday as dad played flag football. Parker roamed the sidelines practicing his punting and kicking. He soon would get bored and found mom and aunt Brittany in the gym exercising. We would say what he did but that doesn't begin with a "T".

TKO's

Parker began his Boxing career as he played Boxing on the Wii for the first time. Apparently it wasn't real enough as the gloves came on the next day for some good bouts with cousins. Of course after each round hugs wouldbe given and then the punching would resume.

Thankfulness

Of course every Thanksgiving is celebrated with gratitude for our Savior and the families we are able to spend time with. What a joy it was tospend time with family and to even make a phone call to Elder and Sister Esplin in New York as well as Carson and his family in Illinois via Skype.

Santa Claus is coming to town

2011-11-07T20:49:00.000-07:00

Santa Claus is coming to town!

That is of course according to Parker's latest observation as he opened the door and what to his wondering eyes appeared was a fresh blanket of snow. As he saw this first sign of Christmas he declared, "Santa Claus is coming to town!"

A few hours later Parker and mom were making snowman to welcome the Jolly ol' elf. Hopefully it can last another 49 days when Santa Claus IS coming to town. Either that or hopefully another snowstorm!

Halloween 2011

2011-10-30T22:05:00.008-06:00

Halloween began the day the costumes arrived in the mail. The dynamic duo had begun and so had the fun. This years Halloween festivities were as follows:

Pre-Halloween

Parker couldn't wait to be "Batman" for Halloween. Any chance he had he would put his costume on and see how he looked in the mirror.

Pumpkin Carving

Grandpa Carl unveiled his pumpkin carving skills and produced a nice spiderman for "Batman".

Reading Time - Castle Dale Library

Though "Batman" hadn't arrived, "Bumblebee" made an appearance

The Ward Halloween Party

The youth in the wardlovedthe dynamic duo and thoughtBrock'schubby rollsmade him look like the tough sidekick. Parker wasn't hesitant to show off his superhero skills as well. Parker also enjoyed eating soup with another superhero, Ty.

Corn Maze

We spent an enjoyable evening at the local corn maze. We were able to avoid the "scare time" and preferred the family friendlyevents of watching "The Great Pumpkin."

Halloween

Grandpa Carl, Grandma Vicki, and Uncle Christian made a trip over to see the dynamic duo in action. We enjoyed some cheese soup and a Skype conversation with Uncle Carson and his family.

There also was plenty of time for trick or treating. "Batman" rode his bike from house to house and found the handle bars to come in handy for the occasion.

Lets just say that from beginning to end, this halloween was "super" for this dynamic duo!

Brock's First Halloween!

2011-10-30T22:02:00.007-06:00

With a brother as a Superhero, Brock has become a sidekick for his first Halloween.

Surely this is fitting for the good natured brother who someday will be calling the shots. For now though he completes the dynamic duo and is enjoying all of the festivities that come this time of year!

We did the traditional pumpkin carving at Grandpa Carl and Grandma Vicki's.

We spent a night at the "Field of Screams", a corn maze in town. The maze was fun but I "The Great Pumpkin" was a real hit.

And of course there was the trick or treating. It was tough keeping up with "Batman" but Grandma Vicki came through with a nice Halloween treat bag.

When Heroes Collide

2011-10-30T21:44:00.004-06:00

It started with Buzz Lightyear.

It evolved to Batman and Spiderman!

But what happens when Superheroes collide and compete for Parker supremacy?

I posed the dilemma to Parker this morning. I asked, "Who is your favorite?"

The answer was super:

"First, Spiderman"

"Second, Batman"

"Third, Buzz"

Tomorrow is halloween and Parker just watched Buzz Lightyear and has him sleeping next to him. He just took off his batman costume that he plans on wearing tomorrow, and he just showed off his pumpkin that is carved with Spiderman and Batman.

Trick? or Treat? The stage is set for a Halloween Hero collision!

CRAWLING!

2011-10-24T22:00:00.001-06:00

So that is how they do it!

After not having Parker crawl we wondered if Brock would follow suit.

Brock answered that on the day he turned 10 months as he started crawling. At first it started with a drag of the leg and now it is a full blown crawl.

Who knows what is next?!!

Touchdown

2011-10-21T02:49:00.002-06:00

It's football season so Parker has made sure Brock knows how to signal a touchdown!

"I like this show" - General Conference

2011-10-02T02:13:00.004-06:00

Parker said it best when I went downstairs to join him for watching conference when he said, "I like this show." Of course he had a bowl of skittles in his hand and he was watching a big screen tv which surely enhances the experience. This of course wasn't the only highlight of conference.

A little Conference Bingo - courtesy mom

Matching ties

The best part of conference

Conference with uncle Dust

President Monson!

Picking Fruit

2011-09-25T22:30:00.003-06:00

Moments such as this are what matter most.

As I watched Parker picking Nectarines with Grandpa Carl on a beautiful fall evening it was as if I was watching memories from past generations meet. Parker would take the nectarine from Grandpa and place it gently in the basket. Grandpa told Parker of the times when he would pick fruit with his grandma in the orchard when he was a boy.

As if this wasn't a reward enough he made sure that he got his pick at a nectarine which ended up all over his shirt and shorts as if it was a prize to be worn.

Bless the Fruit Trees

2011-09-25T22:28:00.005-06:00

Prayers are answered.

Parkers many prayers to "bless the fruit trees" reached the heavens and were answered.

After 5 years of trying to get some fruit on our fruit trees and having little success we were finally able to have quite the harvest. The Gala's were the first to arrive. We picked nearly 50 or 60 and more have been picked by friends and neighbors. The Empire's weren't outdone by his neighbor as they too produced nice tart apples.

The raspberries are taking over the garden. No worries, Parker and the neighbors find a way to keep them in check. Those who make it into the house find their way in pancakes, on waffles, or in cereal. Even Brock has it mixed in his oatmeal every now and again (the only way to enjoy oatmeal)

The peaches were scarce but quality v. quantity was the method here as we had about 11 total peaches but the peaches produced were softball sized.

The grapes were the cherry on topas we were able to produce 8 quarts of grape juice and loads of table grapes as well.

We are grateful for a wonderful harvest and for a boy who never forgets the "fruit trees" in his prayers.

Date with Grandma and Grandpa

2011-09-25T22:05:00.005-06:00

Parker qualified for a date with Grandma Vicki and Grandpa Carl this past Christmas. It has become a tradition for a date with the grandkids when they have turned the age of 2. At Christmas there is a present that identifies what the gift is going to be that upcoming year. Parker's inaugural date was a trip to Thanksgiving Point and the petting zoo there.

The report we received was that he loved every minute of it. He got to ride a horse and pet some animals and even had some souvenirs to show off.

Surely Parker will be looking forward to another "date" with Grandma and Grandpa next year.

TEETH!

2011-09-25T21:55:00.003-06:00

Brock has had his fair share of illnesses in his first year. Add some teething to the mix and you have a mean combination. He spent a few tough nights screaming and in the arms of his mom. After awhile the teeth emerged (September 4, 2011) and now there is no looking back. A whole new menu of food will be coming his way for sure.

9 Months - Ready to go

2011-09-25T21:25:00.003-06:00

After 9 months of taking it easy Brock is now anxious to get up and go. He has been rolling and trying to pull himself up as of late. Watching his big brother seems to increase his anxiety to get up and go. At nine months he continues to be a content boy, but the motor is starting to rev up and soon he will be keeping us on our toes.

Go Cougars

2011-09-25T21:18:00.002-06:00

Parker made his first trip to Lavell Edwards Stadium for his first football game with dad.

Despite a few "dad" moments, it went well and I look forward to many more games with my boy.

For the play by play go to my sports blog at the link below.

http://www.benchwarmeresplin.blogspot.com/

We Love New York - Day 5 - Saturday July 16, 2011

2011-09-20T21:02:00.009-06:00

Day 5 was the day we had been planning for. We were excited to be with Elder and Sister Esplin. Parker didn't waste any time wearing out Grandpa by playing soccer with him early in the morning.

Grandma and Grandpa took us to the North Pole for a majority of the day. We made some necessary stops (an Amish store) so that Grandma and Grandpa could spoil grandkids. The North Pole was a lot of fun. Parker loved the rides and the fact that he could ride them non-stop with no lines made it heaven on earth. Of course Grandma and Grandpa continued the spoiling as they bought toys and hats for the boys.

On the way back we stopped in Lake Placid - site of the 1980 miracle on ice.

The day concluded as they showed us some of the area around their home. The trip wouldn't have been complete without seeing some "lightning bugs" so me and Parker went and found some in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard. The night was finished with Grandpa and Parker putting on a little show.

Thumb Sucker

2011-09-05T01:06:00.004-06:00

Parker went for the ears.

Brock goes for his thumb.

From day one Brock has been a thumb sucker. Whenever he is tired he grabs his blanket and shoves the thumb into the mouth.

Articles of Faith

2011-09-04T23:43:00.002-06:00

Chalk another one up for mom.

By the age of 3 Parker knows the first 3 articles of faith. Early sign of spirituality? Probably not. We just hope that this may be his ticket into Primary after the damage he has done in nursery.

(Parker with his Article of Faith card)

In reality it is a great testament of a wonderful and thoughtful mother who puts her children's' pursuits ahead of her own.

"Cheetoh Bites"

2011-09-04T22:58:00.003-06:00

Parker has mom's blood. Mom and the boys spent a summer trying to avoid and deal with what Parker calls "cheetoh" bites.

My Kind of Campin'

2011-09-04T22:57:00.003-06:00

We are not much of a campin' family. We enjoy it but just never seem to get around to it. Melissa had a brilliant idea that fit us just perfectly. "How bout a camp out in the backyard?" Of course Parker was excited because he could now graduate from his "buzz tent" to a "big tent". The campin' festivities began with roasting some marshmallows and making some smores. The fun continued as we entered the tent and made alligator puppets with our hands. The flashlight also provided some entertainment. Tootsie rolls were our treat and of course when it was time to get in our sleeping bags we abided by the campin' rule of "no girls allowed". Mom didn't seem to protest much as she entered the warm home and "camped out" with Brock.

Parker told me a few stories. One was about an alligator named "Woody" and another was about a frog named "Buzz". Of course each story ended in "the end" but the substance of the story is left up to the imagination of this three year old having his first "camp out".

(Tootsie Rolls)

(Good Morning Parker)

In his prayers since the experience in the "big tent" Parker has thanked Heavenly Father for his "big tent" and wants to "sleep well in the big tent".

If all camping trips can be this successful then we just might become a camping family!

We Love New York - Day 4 - Friday July 15, 2011

2011-09-04T17:27:00.009-06:00

We bid farewell to the Brookwood Inn and started our way towards Elder and Sister Esplin's home today. Of course we took a few detours along the way. After all, you can't come all the way to New York without going to Cooperstown! Much to our delight we were able to visit Cooperstown and other adventures along the way.

My mom had suggested that we stop in a little place call Flycreek just outside of Cooperstown. It was nestled in a beautiful town nearby many lakes and orchards. Flycreek is a Cider Mill and it was a highlight of the trip.

Parker loved the Tractor Land.

The Cider Slushes and Floats were to die for

The New York trip wouldn't be complete if there wasn't a stop at the Baseball Hall of Fame. It wasn't exactly kid friendly but after tolerating a little bit of a tantrum and Melissa taking Brock I was able to enjoy this wonderful museum.

One of the first things we did in the museum was go in a little theatre and learn a little about the history of baseball. At the end everybody sang, "Take Me Out to the Ballgame". This was right up Parker's alley and he loved it.

A security guard gave Parker this baseball card to try and calm him down. He fell asleep with it in hand.

The Ted Williams display was one of my personal favorites.

The display on Hank Aaron was pretty incredible as well.

After four fun filled days on our own we finally arrived for the reason why we came to New York, Elder and Sister Esplin. They were outside waiting for us as we pulled up. Parker was sure excited to see Grandpa.

BRAKES!!!

2011-08-29T17:51:00.004-06:00

Parker's "orange bike" is a hit. Any chance Parker can get to ride it he will. His red bike has been handed down to his neighbor buddy Krey. Whenever he rides it he tells us, "I like my orange bike" and "It's my favorite".

As you can tell from the sandals, brakes is a new concept.

He is getting it though as he has left some skid marks.

We Love New York - Day 3 - Thursday July 14, 2011

2011-08-28T22:49:00.011-06:00

On day 3 of our New York adventure we headed west to Niagara Falls. It was about a 2 hour drive from Pittsford but found it to be well worth the trip.

One of the first attractions we went on was the Maid of the Mist. It was a little boat that took us to the base of the horseshoe falls on the American side. As a souvenir we got some sweet blue ponchos that kept most of the water off.

There were gulls all over the park. Despite the signs saying not to feed the gulls, he couldn't resist and fed them and then chased them.

Another attraction was the Cave of the Winds. It was a walking tour to the base of the waterfall. Upon arriving at the deck there was a sign that read, "hurricane winds" and literally you walked right up to the falls. Melissa was a champ as she braved the winds and water and took Brock up to the deck. I took Parker up to the deck as well. Crazy? Perhaps. But hey its not every day you get to go to Niagara Falls right!

After drying off a little from the Cave of the Winds it was time to feed Brock. We found what we thought was a somewhat secluded spot and Melissa proceeded to change Brock. What happened next was right out of the movies. Almost immediately there were a bunch of Chinsese people swarming Brock. Without hesitation they picked him up and started passing him around like he was a hot potato while taking pictures. I picked up on their chinese and had a good chat with them. I couldn't resist taking a picture of the chinese people taking pictures of random Americans. Parker got in on the act as an older gentleman started chasing him and imitating him. Little did this man know that Parker was running funny because he too needed a diaper change.

We did everything we wanted to at Niagara falls minus the acquarium. Parker was beat and fell asleep during mid-afternoon. I don't blame him. We all were feeling the same way.

Companions

2011-08-27T01:49:00.007-06:00

Though Grandpa and Grandma are companions in the mission field, Parker did his best to replace Grandma as Grandpa's companion. From the minute we arrived in Ogdensburg, Parker was by Grandpa's side. Not a bad first companion to have.

Soccer has never been an Esplin thing. What is the mission doing to Grandpa?

Parker and Grandpa in Lake Placid. Site of the "Miracle on Ice" - Olympics 1984

The North Pole

At the apartment as Elder Esplin makes phone calls

On the boardwalk in Ogdensburg

The Boldt Castle

We Love New York -July 11-18 - Days 1 & 2

2011-08-22T22:32:00.017-06:00

It started with a mission call at Thanksgiving as we gathered around a map of New York.

Thanksgiving 2010 - Cedar City, UT

It continued as we added coins to a hat as a reminder of thetrip that would be coming.

It came and a week in New York left us saying, "WeLove New York". Here is a brief recap of the trip:

Day 1 (Monday night - Tuesday July11-12) Traveland Pageant

Though not able to provide pictures forthese first few days (computer hard drive crash), here is a brief recap.

We hopped on a red eye flight thattookoff at 9PMfrom Salt Lake. Parker's and Brock's first flight was an eventful one.We provided Parker with a Batman "Pack Pack" full of fun things to ease the flying pain. Parker was thrilled and Brock took it in stride. We had a layover in Las Vegas and thanks to a borrowed IPad, Parker was able totransition well. Our next stop was in Detroit. The final legof the flight was to Rochester, NY.

Having arrived in Rochester we quickly picked up our rental car and headed for our motel. The rental car lady (Mazie) was great. Upon seeing our hands full she seized the moment and sang songs to Brock. She was great with Parker and kept calling her "Mr. Parker".

With a little help from some locals we were able to find our hotel in Pittsford, NY. We attempted to get some rest and regroup but after a brief stay we headed out to go to Palmyra and the pageant that was that night. Upon parking at Cumorah we put our heads back and took a quick nap. It seemed to provide enough rest to get us through the night.

We were early enoughtowalkaround the pageant and have a chicken dinner under a big tent. We met some of thecastthat was mingling with the audience prior to the production. The pageant was great. Parker enjoyed it and even recognized the arrival of the Savior. Brock was restless but momtook care of business.

Day 2 - Wednesday July 13

Palmyra Temple

Having rested up a bit we were ready for a full day of church sites. The day began with Melissa doing a session in the Palmyra temple. The boys waited outside and walked around the temple grounds. Parker put his binoculars ("noclars") to use as he spotted Moroni ("Roni") on top of the temple.

Sacred Grove & Smith Farm

After a quick lunch "to go" in the car we went to the Sacred Grove. Parker was our tour guide as he led us through the "sacred jungle". It was fun to see him enjoy running (not in a disruptive way) through the grove in excitement to show us the way. Brock soaked in the peacefulness as he slept in the stroller.

Hill Cumorah

We made a quick stop and went to the top of Hill Cumorah. It was nice to get the perspective of where the plates would have been hidden in relation to where Joseph Smith lived.

Peter Whitmer Farm

Though we had to drive a distance to get here, it was nice to see where the church was first organized and to realize the significance of all of the great revelations and work done here in the early days of the church. With the boys both asleep we took turns going through the tour.

Grandin Print Shop

Our final church site stop was where the Book of Mormon was translated. We were really impressed with this site and felt of the sacrifice so many went to to have this event take place. Parker enjoyed seeing the presses and the process that they went through to do this. We also met up with some friends from Castle Dale who are serving in the Palmyra mission, Elder and Sister Jeffs. We had a wonderful visit with them.

After a full day of walking and traveling it was time to relax a little. We ate at a little pizza place in town and went to an ice cream shop that the missionaries swore was the best ice cream in town because of the size of the ice cream. I think Parker would agree.

Happy Birthday President Monson

2011-08-22T22:31:00.003-06:00

While in Salt Lake City with family it dawned on me (ok so I read the Church News that triggered the dawning) that President Monson's birthday was that very day (August 21). As we left the apartment to head home we drove by the Administration building for the Church. As we drove by we told Parker to wish President Monson happy birthday.

The following day we decided to celebrate his birthday in a way that would be pleasing to him, service. We asked Parker "what should we give him for his birthday?" His response, "Zucchini".

We then delivered some zucchini to an elderly widow in the ward. Watching Parker participate in this birthday celebration by handing this widow a zucchini brought us great joy.

Happy birthday President Monson!

From,

Parker A. Esplin

Waffles and Raspberries

2011-08-22T22:28:00.003-06:00

Have you ever wondered the functionality of the tiny squares of a waffle?

Wonder no more.

With the raspberries coming on, it has found a home in the void that waffles leave behind.

Parker made sure that this was the case as we enjoyed a nice Saturday morning breakfast of waffles and raspberries.

Gone Fishin'

2011-08-13T22:51:00.000-06:00

Thanks to my dad, I have fond memories of fishing experiences.

I wanted the same.

Having got a fishing pole for his birthday it was time to make a fishing trip. We went to free fishing day in Price during the Carbon County Fair Days. It was a tiny pond that had recently been stocked.

We only fished for about an hour. It was a quiet and anxious hour until a fish went after the worm on my hook. Parker was quickly by my side and we reeled the "trophy fish" in. Parker was excited but didn't want to touch the fish or the worm.

Parker shared the experience with Grandpa Carl, Grandma Vicki, mom and Brock. When he got home he called Grandma and Grandpa Esplin and told them his "fishin' story".

I hope this is the beginning of many wonderful fishing trips with my boys.

(Parker with Grandpa Carl)

(Parker's first fish)

Cali Did It!

2011-07-28T00:22:00.006-06:00

We spent this past weekend in Rock Springs, Wyoming. A combination of a birthday and a baptism required such a venture.

Upon arrival Parker was in Cousin heaven with Cali, Carter, and Caleb all drawing some attention. It didn't take long for Parker to transform into Buzz and Woody mode. Fortunately he was distracted for a time by the splash park near by.

Brock was in good hands as he played hot potato between cousins, grandparents, and aunts and uncles.

Of course the highlight of the tripwas Cal's baptism. It was a wonderful occasion for Cali and we were excited to be there with family. Deep downit is our hope that these experiences will make an impression on Parker and prepare him for such an event. If there was any indication of this it came as Cali was walking out of the font and the kids around the font were returning to their seats when Parker pronounced, "Cali did it".

Thanks for the news Parker. Good news!

Take ME out to the Ballgame

2011-07-27T16:10:00.003-06:00

Almost forgotten among the "Parker" (Pioneer) celebrations was baby brother Brock. Though not able to convey words, it is as if Brock is saying, "hey, what about ME?!"

May it be known that this was Brock's first baseball game through which he endured the loud music, rain delays, and screaming fans and his first fireworksshow (which he loved)

Brock couldn't quite make it to the 7th inning stretch and settled for a 2nd inning nap with Grandpa Carl

The nap came in handy so that he could catch the fireworks show!

A 3 Year Old's Birthday

2011-07-26T22:48:00.010-06:00

How do you describe a 3 year old's birthday? Well, here goes . . .

It was . . .

INSPIRING

A birthday walk down to the temple is always inspiring

SUPER

Grandma Vicki unleashed the super powers with a reversible cape marked with a "P" on the back.

AHIT

We celebrated at Spring Mobile Ballpark for a Bees game. A little rain couldn't dampen this birthday especially when you are eating a bag of Cracker Jack.

A BANG

The Fireworks after the game were awesome and loved by this birthday boy.

ROCKIN

Brittany's present rocked as Parker didn't want to open any other presents because of this sweet present.

A WISH COME TRUE (THREE TIMES)

Making a birthday wish at the temple reflection pool

A REEL GOOD TIME

Grandma and Grandpa Esplin have hopes for another fisherman in the family

QUITE THE RIDE

Parker is still riding his "orange" bike. After a good nights rest, a nap, or a ride in the car, Parker makes his plea to "ride my orange bike that I got for my birthday"

TO INFINITY AND BEYOND

For months Parker has requested a "Buzz cake". Request granted.

In short, when there is a parade for your birthdaywith dignitaries waving at you, you know that it is a pretty special birthday!

When asked which member of the First Presidency he wanted to see in the parade his response was, "President Monson". Parker's birthday wish was granted as he waved as President Monson drove by.

Seeing the Governor of Utah drive by also was a nice birthday touch.

Happy Birthday Parker

Seven is Heaven

2011-07-10T16:52:00.003-06:00

Home can be a heaven on earth...when it is filled with love! Okay, you are thinking cheeeeesssy! Me, too, but it is true. We are far from perfect, but life is grand! I have a wonderful husband and two beautiful boys. We have our days we want to pull our hair out, and we have our days that we laugh our heads off. That is the joy of being able to wake up every morning together and wonder what the day will bring. You are always careful about what you pray for because you usually get what you ask for. I am so happy those prayers are answered. I have been given my best friend and two boys sent straight from heaven (most days).

Thank you Devin for being my best friend and giving me another heavenly year! I love you!

First 5K of the Season

2011-07-09T16:54:00.000-06:00

It is official...we are in it for the long haul. This 4thof July Huntington Heritage Days run kicked off the racing season for me. It will be the first of many, hopefully, until we hit our half marathon in September. It made me so excited and nervous toget out and race instead of running for fun in the mornings each day as we train.

I was so happy to have my sis, Britt, home for the weekend to jump in with me and my great friend Amanda to push me along. My "boys" are the best to keep me going and be my constant cheerleaders.

This is a whole different adrenaline rush than sprinting was in my younger years. I love it and love the motivation it gives me to work towards a new goal to accomplish.

"Honey Birds"

2011-07-07T22:31:00.003-06:00

One of Parker's favorite things to do at grandma's is feed the "honey birds".

It really is no surprise as at times it seems as though Parker is just like those "honey birds".

Good times

Fireworks

2011-07-07T22:21:00.002-06:00

On the night before the 4th Parker enjoyed a neighborhood display of fireworks. We pulled out our fireworks and promised a similar show the following night when it was dark.

The following morning Parker was in our room requesting to shoot off some fireworks. He plead his case with the following arguments:

1) It's dark.

He did have a good point here. We told him that we could shoot them off when it was dark. It was 5:30 AM and it was dark.

2) "I got a good rest".

Again another good argument but by then it wasn't dark.

Despite his arguments we compromised by showing him the scene from "Sandlot" where the kids play ball under the lights of the fireworks. This seemed to satisfy him for the time being.

Finally night came and the show began. One firework would have been worth it by watching his reaction. The fireworks triggered an excitement in him that boiled out with non stop commentary. Parker would sit on the blanket by mom and grandma and huddle up close to them as the fireworks went off. On occasion he would make a run for it only to respond, "that was really fun". After the grand finale we asked Parker what he thought and his response was, "that was a good show dad".

Yes it was Parker, good show! It was worth waiting until dark.

PS - Parkers requests for fireworks at "grandmas" continued the following nights when it would get dark.

Pokies

2011-07-05T22:13:00.000-06:00

The Fourth of July provided a different type of fireworks than expected.

While playing on the rocks outside of Grandma and Grandpa's house he slipped and fell into a cactus. As a result there were multiple "pokies" sticking out of Parkers feet. Naturally the screaming began and the medical personnel swooped in. It took two of us to hold him down while Grandpa, Grandma, and Aunt Brittany each removed the "pokies" from his foot.

Of course such a traumatic experience needed proper soothing and comfort. This was provided by Grandpa as he commenced in telling Parker how he one day fell into the cactus when he was a boy. Brittany provided medical attention by holding and putting a band-aid on his foot. Grandma provided the sock that Parker requested because apparently socks make everything feel better (it did for his baseball injury earlier this summer). Of course mom provided the wiping of tears and words of comfort.

The Aftermath:

Such a traumatic experience was not soon forgotten. Parker continued to nurse his foot and rehearse to everybody the incident. He spent the night wearing the sock and miraculously the next day was running around as if nothing happened.

He may forget, but it was a show that we may never forget

A Lesson on Thunder and Lightning

2011-06-30T06:40:00.003-06:00

We have a bright son. At almost three he teaches us daily. Here is the latest lesson:

While kneeling down for prayer last night we here the saw the crack of lightning followed by the boom of thunder and the following conversation ensued:

Parker: Ooooh. That's thunder and lightning! I want to see thunder!

Mom: Parker, you can't see thunder. You only here it.

Parker: No. I want to see thunder.

Mom: You can't see thunder, you can only hear it.

(more thunder and lightning)

Parker: I want to see it.

(after giving in to his demands)

Parker: (after seeing lightning) See, it's "Lightning Mcqeen!" (after thunder) "and Mater too!"

Dad: See mom, you can see thunder and "Lightning McQeen too!"

Mom: (always the teacher) Parker, do you know why he is called Lightning McQueen?"

Parker: (No response, too busy watching "Lightning McQueen and Thunder")

Brock 6 Months - A Horse Ride and a look in the mirror

2011-06-27T00:56:00.001-06:00

When Brock looked in the mirror he was looking at a 6 month old. It is fun to see his growth and to see him develop his personality. Parker keeps him on his toes and also provides a nice horse ride every once in awhile.

Summer So Far . . . So far so good

2011-06-26T16:45:00.013-06:00

Summer is quickly piling up some great memories and here are the stats:

"So far Summer Statistics"

- (1) smores roasting

- (30) popsicles eaten by Parker (mostly blue)

- (1) round of golf

- (3) trips to the swimming pool

- (1) water fight

- (2) trips - Hello Hawaii and Wyoming

- (1) birthday

- (1) ice cream truck appearance

- (1) trip to the "see - um" (museum)

- (5) four wheeler rides

- (50) golf balls found on four wheeler ride

- (2) movies in the theaters (Kung Fu Panda 2 & Cars 2)

- (1) trip to the emergency room

- (0) trips to the "potty" (Parker)

- (5) crashes on the neighbors bike

- (10) days of batting practice

- (2) zoo trips

- (1) new walkway

- (1) black eye

- (2) super hero costumes (Spider Man & Batman)

- (1) costume (cow)

- (1) garden planted

- (3) BBQ's (Steak, Chicken, Hamburgers)

- (2) temple trips (Hawaii & Manti)

- (1) lightning show

- (72) prayers for the "fruit trees"

On the Summer Horizon

- another birthday

- rodeo's

- horses

- baseball games

- more trips to swimming pool

- vacation - Hello New York

- Potty Training????

- Anniversary

- Fireworks

- Races

- Fishing

- Camping

31 and Fun

2011-06-19T23:49:00.005-06:00

Who said that when you entered your thirties you were "done"?

Ok, so maybe nobody ever has, but for some reason being in your "thirties" brings some negative baggage. It's almost as if being in your thirties eliminates any possibility for having fun.

Well, at 31, Melissa is young and fun.

31 and still kickin'

2011-06-17T21:22:00.005-06:00

I can't believe I can now say I am in my early 30's. It just seems wrong. But, I guess when life is good, my family is amazing, and I am still able to get up every morning and move it out the door to run, I can say that 31 isn't so bad.

Devin gave me an amazing day. It started out with a great morning run and upon my return, a tower of 31 blueberry muffins, a candle on top and my boys singing happy birthday.

Later that afternoon we met Devin in Price, when he got out of meetings, dropped off the boys to my mom, who is our ultimate babysitter, and played a round of golf. It was a fun time had by all even with missing a few balls and a little embarrassment.

Then we went back to my mom's to get the boys ready for bed before heading to Groggs for a wonderful dinner without children. It was a joy to be able to sit next to Devin in a booth with his arm around me and not screaming or taming the boys. To top of the meal I got a free piece of birthday cheesecake. What a pure delight!! If 31 is this good I can't wait for 32.... or maybe I can!

Memorial Day 2011

2011-05-30T21:55:00.004-06:00

It was a cold day in Helper but it was heartwarming to take some time to remember those who have gone before.

With a baby screaming and Parker clinging to me we set off in the Helper cemetery to find "Grandpa Gus". After a little bit of a search we found Grandpa Gus and Grandma Glenna. Parker was excited as he jumped up and down and said, "we found him, we found him, he's right here." We took a few minutes and I tried to explain the situation to Parker.

With Brock screaming it was a very short trip, but to see the excitement of Parker as he once again remembered his namesake was worth the trip and I can't help but think of how true Parker's words were, "we found him, he's right here".

You are right Parker, he is "right here" and not only did we "find him" but one day you will unite with him one more day.

For Brock, this was his first encounter with Grandma and Grandpa Pollastro. Surely he became acquainted with them prior to joining the family and surely he knows what a great legacy he has in his blood.

For experiences like these and when our thoughts and hearts go out to our families, is a reason why Memorial Day is becoming one of my favorite holidays. Not to mention we sneak a BBQ in sometime that weekend.

May Favorites

2011-05-29T23:21:00.010-06:00

Sometimes there just isn't time to blog everything, so I will let the pictures do the talking of an eventful month of may

Brock - 5 Months

2011-05-29T21:21:00.003-06:00

It seems like yesterday that Brock was born. He is now 5 months. At times it may seem that Brock gets lost among his dominant brother. It seems though that Brock is just fine with that. If there is one thing that has stood out the most to us about Brock is his content and peaceful temperament. Perhaps this stands out more because of how opposite he is of Parker at this stage in his life. Parker seemed to let himself be heard, while Brock seems to be in the background and "happy to be there".

Despite this, there are some things that haven't gone unnoticed these past 5 months, especially to mom and dad

Top 5 in 5

1 - His easiness to smile. He will smileon cue, just for you

2 - Sleeping though the nights. He sleeps through the nights like a champ

3 - His easy going personality

4 - Toughing out bouts with sickness. RSV

5 - Watching him love his brother as much as he brother loves him

Kung Fu Parker

2011-05-29T20:55:00.005-06:00

With mom gone to Hawaii, dad made an attempt to spend some quality time with his boy. There seemed to be no better solution (seeing as how we had already played some baseball) than take him to a movie. The movie? Kung Fu Panda 2! By the time it was over, it should have been called Kung Fu Parker!

Check out this kung fu:

Here is a little "pre-movie" kung fu routine

And here is after witnessing kung fu. A little blurry but I think you can see the Kung fu emerging

The movie was great. Parker seemed a little restless, especially when his foot got stuck in the chair and the people behind us had to take his shoe off to stop the screaming. All in all he enjoyed it and will be practicing his kung fu skills until the DVD comes out.

Now I Get It - "I Get it, I Get it"

2011-05-27T16:06:00.005-06:00

You know how you hear the phrase, "You just don't understand" and when you hear that your response is, "yeah I do" as if that phrase will pacify them. Sometimes it does, but it is sure to come back to haunt you, because really, "you don't understand".

Having my wife gone for a week and being solo with the kids I believe qualifies me, in a very small way, for saying "yeah I do". Spending this week alone with the boys is like crying "uncle" and pleading out, "I get it, I get it." Not that the boys were bad or that I was a bad dad it is just something about being in mom's shoes that helps you see why the following things occur that I now understand:

Now I get why . . . The minute I walk in the house, Melissa is out the door. Just for a breath of fresh air makes sense. Its as if you are smothered 24-7

Now I get why . . . Subway sounds like such an attractive offer instead of slaving over a stove. After a full day with them you want the menu placed in front of you instead of creating the menu.

Now I get why . . . bedtime is 8 PM, and I'm not just talking the boys' bed time.

Now I get why . . . adult conversation is to be craved for.

Now I get why . . . weather is not just a conversation starter but an excuse to let the kids out of the cage.

Now I get why . . . waking up at 3 in the morning is the only way to get things done that you want to get done.

Now I get why . . . you can't love these boys enough. Despite the long days, now it makes sense why being around them is so rewarding. The investment is great.

Though in some degree I think "I get it", most of me says, "I get it, thank you, because no matter how much I think I get it, I never will, because not only do you (mom) get it, but you are good at it. I just survived it, which in reality isn't getting it.

Master Mother

2011-05-15T23:52:00.004-06:00

There could be no better contrast than what occurred this weekend.

As I found myself getting caught up in the excitement and recognition of becoming a "master" it dawned on me how ironic this was as the people in our lives that truly are "masters" recieve little to no recognition yet their contribution and work far surpasses any tassel or diploma. This of course is that of being a "mother".

I am fortunate to have such a mother to watch every day. Truly it is like watching a master at work, something no diploma can ever recognize.

Planting "Pop" Corn

2011-05-15T23:38:00.002-06:00

Though we have nursery nightmares (those caused by our well behaved son), we are pleasently pleased when he comes home with pictures, songs, and insights into what occurred in class. Normally we don't get the whole picture so we turn to the teachers for the story.

Following nursery today the nursery leader, Sister Mason, commented on what Parker had planted in his little cup during class. She said that he had planted "pop-corn". She then told me the story.

Apparently they had two choices to choose from, "beans" or "corn". Parker of course, knowing his vegetables, couldn't resist the opportunity to be the first to plant "pop-corn", so he told his teacher he wanted to plant "pop-corn".

And so his little cup sits in the windowsill waiting to become "pop-corn". Even I can't wait to see this happen.

It's official -Master

2011-05-07T23:17:00.001-06:00

Though completed in December, the title "Master" was made official this past weekend as the pomp and circumstance of graduation deemed this transition such.

Though fortunate and grateful to have accomplished this goal, I feel inadequate and grateful to those who I truly consider "masters" for their influence and love they have shown me through the years in this pursuit and in life. Truly this title is not reserved for one who happened to pass classes and write papers but to those who's love and encouragement provided for such.

Ready For Church

2011-05-01T23:47:00.002-06:00

I wasn't but a deacon (maybe teacher) before I learned to tie a tie.

At 2 plus, Parker has mastered the clip on (or so he thinks). While getting ready for church he looked in the mirror and repeated the phrase, "Ready for church". After soaking in the moment I realized how fast he is growing up and how "un-ready" we are for him to grow up. The moment he starts tying his own tie and dumps the clip on is a day we are already dreading.

New Cuz - Adelyn Mae

2011-05-01T23:13:00.001-06:00

I loved spending time with my cousins growing up. There was a lot of them so that made it nice as well. I only wish the same for Parker and Brock. Well, another one was added to the mix on May 1, 2011. Adelyn Mae joined the family, making it 16 total cousins now on the Esplin side. Scott and Janice report that she is healthy and we were able to visit her a few weeks after she was born. We are excited to have her in our family.

Beware the Stare

2011-05-01T16:03:00.003-06:00

Fearless Parker met his foe - "the stare"

The two and a half year old terror who inflicts more fear than backs away from it finally encountered his first fear. While watching the previews for "Migi Mind" he saw the preview for Kung Fu Panda 2. In it Po, the panda, stares into the screen. For some reason Parker fears the staring contest and insists that we skip that part, never mind the many other "fearful" scenes in other disney favorites.

Though Parker has fallen to the overweight Panda, history suggests that in no time he will be imitating his every move and requesting Kung Fu lessons. Only time will tell, no need to fear.

Brock - 4 Months

2011-04-25T17:10:00.004-06:00

Here is Brock at 4 months. What a great four months it has been.

Easter 2011 - Salt Lake City

2011-04-23T22:37:00.011-06:00

The Easter Bunny has been good to the Esplin boys. Here are Easter 2011 stats and highlights:

* 4 EASTER EGG HUNTS

- Castle Dale Library. This hunt kicked the Easter season off and Parker camehome with a sack full of sweets that still are going strong.

- Stewarts Easter Egg Hunt. The Eden's took Parker withthem tosearch for eggs in the grocery store. Lets just say that the Easter bunny and theEden's were both goodto him here.

- Castle Dale City Hunt. Parker joined many other anxious bunny hoppers at the baseball parks in Castle Dale. He showed off the bunny hop and made a nice haul of eggs, toys, and candy. He even was brave enough to approach the Easter bunny.

- The Easter egg hunt in Grandpa Carl's apartment. Astradition would have it, the Easter bunny delivered to the apartment. Parker's excitement couldn't be contained as he found 20 hidden eggs and an easter basket full of clothes, dvd, baseball cards, and candy.

*2 EGG PAINTING EXPERIENCES

- For family nightParker sported his oversized "dad shirt" and went todown dunking his eggs in the dye. If Parker had it his way every egg would have been colored blue.

- While in Salt LakeParker teamed up with Brittany for some egg coloring. Once again blue was the color of choice but we were able to sneak in some other colors to the mix. Brock joined the fun and posed for pictures with a confused look on his face as if to say, "Who's this Easter bunny guy and why does he need eggs?"

* A LOT OF TIME WITH FAMILY

- On the trip up we stopped and visited Great Grandma and Grandpa Swenson. Each visit here is cherished. Grandma Swensonrepeatedly mentioned how "good of a boy" Brock was.Parker came away the winner with some homemade cookiesfor the road.

- Aunt Brittany saved Easter. From diaper changing to "monkeying around" at the zoo with the boys and tending the monsters while we attended a sealing, she allowed us to have these wonderful memorable experiences.

- Part of Saturday and Easter Sunday were spent with Grandma Vicki and Grandpa Carl. The Easter bunny was overshadowedby GrandmaVicki as both boys werespoiled with toys, swim suits, and candy.

* FUN TRIPS

- We spent Friday at the Hogle Zoo. This was Brock's inaugural trip and Parkers second time around. Parker couldn't get enough of the monkeys and loved the carousel ride where he chose to ride the "chicken" (also known as the peacock). After seeing all of the animals, a trip on the train was a perfect finish to a wonderful day.

- A walk down to the temple. After a nap (following the zoo), me and Parker were able to take a walk down to the temple. We made some wishes at the little waterfall and reflection pool. A lot of wishes were made due to a lot of coins. An attempt was made to teach Parker the true meaning of Easter. When asking him the purpose of it he said, "to get eggs from the Easter Bunny". He was teachable and I told him that we would all live again because of whatJesus did. I told him that he would see his namesake once again, Grandpa Gus. It was a fun moment, though I don't think much sunk in as he seemed to be more worried about Moroni getting down from on top of the temple.

- My cousin Ali Esplin was also married in the Oqirrih Moutain temple this weekend. It was fun to see family once again and served as a reminder of the importance of family and why we celebrate Easter

Despicable Dancing

2011-04-23T22:29:00.004-06:00

When it comes to dancing, mom has the moves while dad has been cursed with two left feet. Parker is learning his dance moves from DVD's like "Chicken Little" and "Despicable Me". This latest routine is anything but "despicable".

You will need to see it to believe it. (pictures and movies to come shortly)

"Devin" - 3 on 3

2011-04-21T22:03:00.000-06:00

It wasn't exactly 3 on 3. But it was three Devin's in one room.

A little while ago I thought that it would be fun for Brock to get a basketball signed by his namesake (namesake via dad), Devin Durrant (former BYU basketball All-American/ NBA basketball player). I ventured to facebook and contacted him. To my surprise he invited us up to visit with him at his home. He was gracious enough for us to spend some time with him and his family, sign a few basketballs, and shoot a few hoops in his court in the "downstairs".

Parker with Devin Durrant

This One's For You Mom

2011-04-17T16:35:00.003-06:00

An early shout out to mom for mother's day.

No "Dum Dum" Here

2011-04-10T23:18:00.003-06:00

The answer to our potty training dilemma is in the trusty care of a bunch of "dum dum's". Knowing her son's love for suckers and using it as a tool (or weapon, depending on how you see it), mom came up with the brilliant idea to use "super suckers" as an enticement for Parker to go to the "potty". It worked! It worked so well that he would even go to the bathroom even when he didn't even have to go. It really worked well during sacrament meeting as he left three times and returned "testifying" to the whole ward of his accomplishment. From now on I think we will find the door that is closest to the bathroom and furthest from human beings! It was a joy to say the least to watch this new technique in action.

Will it stick? The verdict is still out. But this much we do know, Parker is no "dum dum" when it comes to potty training (day one gave away atleast 10 dum dums. I didn't think that was possible!)

Smiles

2011-03-30T21:44:00.003-06:00

Nothing wins the ladies over more than the grin. Lets just say that the "grin wins". Starting in Brock's second month he has been pulling smiles that are such to melt a few hearts. Here are a few sneak peaks:

"Big Day" "BIG Boy" "Big Fun"

2011-03-26T22:39:00.004-06:00

Last weekend we escaped to Salt Lake City, to the "Big City". Melissa and Brittany braved the canyons and went shopping in Park City. Parker and Dad took on the bigcity and boy was it big fun. Here were some of the "BIG" moments.

Though the snow tried to alter plans, a trip to the visitors center tosee "Big Jesus" was a hit for the big man. One time up the ramp wasn't sufficient so he made multiple runs. The "sisters" got a kick out of, I just think Parker was trying to flirt with them

After braving the snow and going between both visitors centers we ventured over to the Church Museum where we saw the "Big Moroni" though this seemed to be overshadowed by the Nephite display where Parker spent his time fishing in Nephi's "Big Boat".

Even "Big Boys" need naps and so Parker took one. Dad snuck one in only to be woken up by Parker who asked me "dad have a good sleep?". Having responded affirmatively it was back out to the "Big City"

On the way to ride the "train" we slipped in the Joseph Smith Building to see "Big Joseph" and then saw the "Big Temple" where "Jesus lives". Upon passing the "Big Temple" Parker told me that he "loves Jesus".

With the snow stopped it was time to ride the train. Parker was anxious to "hop on board" and insisted that we "keep going" at every possible stop we could have made. We took the "train" (also know to city folk as Trax) up to the U to see the "Big Olympic Torch".

Though dad was exhausted the Big day wasn't complete without his first bowling experience. Let's just say that everything was a little too "BIG" forthis Big Boy as he tried running down lanes etc.

All in all though theBig day in the Big city was Big fun for our Big Boy Parker

Hop on board

2011-03-25T22:40:00.000-06:00

Much hype and excitement were invested in this historic first train ride (though technically it was TRAX). Not even snowy, rainy weather could dampen or frustrate this trip. Though the trip provided memories cherished by father, it was a trip that had plenty of obstacles before we could "hop on board". After a nap, we headed out of the apartment and walked down to get a ticket. Being a country mouse in the big city I soon realized that the machine only took cash. We took a detour to the nearby Deseret Book hoping to get some "cash back". This "inspired" father thought to buy his son some "old school" treats in order to get the necessary cash back. After filling a brown bag with chocolate covered peanuts and gummy bears, sprinkled with some blue whoppers we purchased our prizes only to find out thatthey didn't give cash back. By this time Parker had discovered "Buzz" in the store and the excitement for the train trip had temporarily been derailed. After screaming and kicking and making a scene we left the store only to meet a kind father and his "quiet" daughter. After finding out what the problem was, this wise father gave Parker a train ticket (though this ticket was just a receipt). This kind act was greatly appreciated by a reeling father who only wanted to take his son on a train ride. Not deterred by the end goal I found a ATM where we found the needed cash to go on our train ride. With money in hand we joined the working class as they were getting off work and found the place to buy tickets. To my dismay our cash didn't work. A mother behind us realized our frustration and left to another machine to get her own ticket. We followed her though at this point Parker was a little anxious to get on the train. His anxiety and eagerness to get on the train right then caused a struggle. We got to another machine only to receive another act of christian service by the lady that had been behind us. She purchased us a ticket and said, "it's on me." I was touched at how this lady recognized my need. After missing a few trains, one that was just a test run, and talking with some other passengers that were waiting, we finally were able to "hop on board". Once aboard Parker was in heaven. At each stop he would say, "I want more." Of course I couldn't resist such a request. We took the train to the U of U football stadium, saw the stadium and the Olympic torch and then retuned back downtown.

Though this trip was anything but smooth and surely I gained more grey hairs than needed, this was an experience I cherished. I loved watching Parker's excitement for this simple pleasure as he watched eagerly out the window. I will always remember the kindnesses expressed to me through service and kind word. I am so grateful that we were able to "hop on board".

3 months

2011-03-24T13:08:00.005-06:00

Do you remember when you were three months old?

Neither do we.

But here are three things we won't forget about our three month old Brock

1. Brock is a rock. There is a calm about him that has carried him through a bout with RSV and a brother who deals his fair share of blows.

2. Power naps. Thankfully he sleeps through the night, but the days are full of power naps. Perhaps this is to always be on his toes for whatever is coming his way.

3. The hair is on its way out, but the smile, jabbering, and giggles replace what is being lost.

Move Over Mouse

2011-03-08T21:40:00.001-07:00

Just when we thought the mouse had taken over (see previous blog "A New Mouse in the House", Buzz made an appearance that rejects any notion that he will ever be replaced. As evidence? Parker has put on the Buzz costume now for days in a row. First words in the morning? "Put on buzz suit".

I think it is fair to say that Buzz is here to stay.

Brock's Baby Blessing

2011-03-07T01:02:00.005-07:00

Brock emerged and left the comforts of home and found himself encircled by family as he was blessed by his namesake and father. The day was made sacred by family who joined us from Wyoming, Colorado, Salt Lake, Cedar City, Price, Spanish Fork, and Lindon. We are grateful for the love and unity of family to join us in this joyous occasion.

A New Mouse in the House

2011-03-07T00:08:00.002-07:00

It was a matter of time. All it took was a Valentines gift from Grandma Vicki to begin the rise of Mickey Mouse and thus the elimination of Buzz Lightyear.

The new mouse in the house made his entrance when Grandma Vicki got Parker a DVD of Mickey Mouse Playhouse for Valentines. It was love at first sight, and second, and third, and one hundred and thirty third and . . . . . Since this mighty mouse came into the home Buzz has taken a backseat with fewer viewings of toy story. Upon questioning Parker if Mickey reigned supreme, he still held true to Buzz but all evidence is pointing to a new mouse in the house.

Such a prediciment leads to this question, what happens when they meet in Disneyland? That question will have to wait, but for now, let the fun begin!

Green Monsters

2011-03-06T23:35:00.003-07:00

In honor of the month of green, we bring you our version of our "Green Monsters". And yes at times they act like it.

After recovering from RSV, it is all smiles for this two month old

Not sure if Brock is feeling the love?!

2 Months!

2011-02-24T00:30:00.000-07:00

Two Months! Where did the time go?

After a slow start, Brock is putting on the weight weighing in at his two month check up at 11 lbs 13 ounces.

Favorite Baby Cow

2011-02-21T00:14:00.000-07:00

Parker loves cows and so we couldn't resist him having the experience of seeing one up close and personal. That chance came when the Magnusons let us go and feed some of the new calves out at their ranch.

Parker got his first chance at feeding a calf that wasn't able to walk because of crooked legs. The calf's mom apparently isn't all that nice so a little tender care is needed. Parker rose to the occasion and fed his first cow. Upon asking him what he thought we should name it he said, "Favorite baby cow".

It was a fun experience that Parker didn't want to have end. We are thankful for good friends who allow us to have these experiences.

Wahoo for President's Day!!!!

2011-02-19T23:46:00.000-07:00

Parker building snowman with dad 2010

Parker building snowman with dad 2011

The President of the United States has a tough job. It is only fitting that he should get a day in which we celebrate the men who have led this nation. For the second straight President's Day Weekend, a snow storm dropped the perfect ingredients for a fun filled weekend, sledding and snow man making.

I may not be the President, but I sure do enjoy my job of being dad on days like this. Thank goodness for President's days.

President's Day 2010 - Castle Dale, UT

Presidents Day 2011 - Price, UT

Every trip down the hill began with a "Wahoo" in unison!

Sun#@$!#@

2011-02-12T15:16:00.003-07:00

Nursery is paying off. Parker has learned how to sing, "Head, shoulders, knees, & toes". He's learned "If You're Happy and You Know It." It is debatable if he is learning reverence (nursery not to blame here). But we are kind of wondering what he is learning when he sings "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam"

When he sang it for us last the chorus went as follows, "Jesus wants me for a SUN-BEEP". Either profanity has snuck into the song or Parker has learned how to censor it.

In spite of this, we are convinced that nursery has been good for Parker. We just have some work to do with the language that is being used there.

Not so SUPER SUNDAY

2011-02-11T22:04:00.007-07:00

While the nation was watching Super Bowl Sunday, our eyes were fixed on Brock as he spent the day in the hospital with RSV.

Fortunately Melissa used her motherly instincts to take Brock to the ER on Saturday night (Feb. 5) when she noticed he had a difficult time breathing. Because it was caught early the ER doctor wasn't able to readily identify the problem until some testing was done which provided a positive RSV diagnosis which meant watching our little guy endure the joys of an IV and breathing treatments through the night and followingday.

The time in the hospital went well as Melissa tenderly cared for her son. After about a full day of observation and treatment, he was released to come home.

Upon his arrival he has been confined to a room full of humidifiers (three to be exact) and a loving mother who faithfully does breathing treatments every eight hours. Even more frequent are the "nose suckings" (nice medical term I know).

And so after a week we look back to that Super Sunday. There was nothing Super about having a 6 week old in the hospital. Surely there is nothing super about hospital food and the comforts that come from staying the night. "Super" does not describe the worry and stress that seems endless.

What is "super" in the midst of the not so "super", was watching a loving mother care for her son. And this is better than any Super Bowl that I have ever seen.

Super Birthday

2011-01-30T23:24:00.000-07:00

There is nothing SUPER about turning 30, especially because the gray hair has been creeping in on me since I was 25. Now it is just an ugly number that validates the "distinguished" gray hair. Despite the number 30 associated with my name, here were some of the SUPER things about the birthday.

A Superman birthday cake made by Melissa -impressive

BYU clothing - Super sweet

Time with family

One Month Plus 1 - Brock

2011-01-28T23:32:00.006-07:00

Where does a month go? Is this our baby? With how Brock is growing, asking such questions can only be answered with pictures of the proof:

January 25th

January 22nd

January 20th

January 12th

What has happened in his first month: A lot of sleeping, eating, and growing!

What a sweet thing to see him grow in only one month. Can't wait to see what happens each month, but at the same time I wish I could hold him here forever!

Dear Elder and Sister

2011-01-24T23:36:00.001-07:00

I don't think my mom ever missed a week of writing to her five sons on the mission which would make over 250 letters. In an attempt to pay back the many heartfelt letters we sat down for family night and wrote a letter and drew "snow missionaries" for grandma and grandpa serving in Ogdensburg, New York.

Also in the spirit of missionary work I nightly quiz Parker on where Grandma and Grandpa are at. The conversation goes as follows as we have just concluded our nightly story and we are saying goodnight:

Dad: "Where is Grandma and Grandpa?"

Parker: "On a mission"

Dad: "Where on a mission?"

Parker: "New York" (muffled but distinguishable)

Dad: "What are they doing on a mission?"

Parker: "Teaching Jesus"

What a blessing missionary work is!

Brock Bath

2011-01-22T22:59:00.004-07:00

Wahoo, the cord fell off and he is free to enter the full on bath realm! It was so nice to have that joy of giving him his first bath. It was a little bit of a shocker for him to enter the water, but he soon settled in and loved the warm water. The first of many to come!

Mama's boy

2011-01-22T22:46:00.004-07:00

Let's hope that Parker takes after mom.

Here is one way that he is a mama's boy. CEREAL.

The kid could eat cereal for every meal, just like mom!

At this point it doesn't seem to matter what kind of cereal. From lucky charms, to cheerios, and everything in between. The kid loves his cereal.

Brock Devin Esplin - It just felt GOOD

2011-01-19T16:20:00.009-07:00

Some things just feel good.

Like connecting with a fastball and sending it over the fence.

Like a haircut long overdue.

Like when the the ball is released from the tips of your fingers to hit a game winning shot.

Like the view from atop a mountain peak.

Like spending time with your dad.

Like a popsicle on a hot summer's day.

Some things just feel good, there is no otherway to explain it, it just feels good.

Brock

And so it is for our son Brock. When it came down to deciding a name for him, it just felt good. Having spent months discussing names, inventing names, tossing out names, etc. (you get the point), nothing seemed to stick. We had heard of the name Brock and we weren't opposed to it, so it joined the list of other possibilities (Mason, Packer, Porter).

When Melissa went into labor we still hadn't decided and the delivery was so quick that when he was safely in ourarms, we still didn't have a name for him. Finally after we had settled down and he was in the arms of mom, we brought up the name game once more. As we contemplated and prayed about the name Brock we were satisfied that that was to be his name, reason being, "It just felt good." Such a feeling was good enough for us.

So what about the rest of the name?

Devin

Mom had suggested that Brock take the name of his dad. Had mom known the history behind dad's name, she might have thought twice.

As legend has it, I was named by my four older brothers who loved BYU basketball. When I was born my parents hadn't decided on a name. My brothers being bred Cougar blue and admiring then star Devin Durrant, suggested that they name their baby brother Devin after this Cougar great (third all time in scoring and also spent some time in the NBA).

Unfortunately the basketball skills didn't come with the name (unless you count some great pick up games or church ball). Being the youngest of 5 boys I have been fortunate to follow in the footsteps of many whom I would consider to be heros. It is hoped that the name Devin stands for kindness and service and other noble Christlike attributes. Though void of superior athleticism, it is my hope that I have created a name that is honorable and worth emulation. Though far from perfect it is a joy to have my son carry on a name that means so much to me.

Esplin

His last name also is something to take pride in. Esplin is a name that many speak highly of. It was the name that grandparents carried before me. To me it stands for a person who has integrity and is honest. It stands for hard work and commitment. Those who possess this name are faithful and love to serve. I know my dad to carry this name with great pride. He gave it to me and now has fallen on Brock. May those who look to this name and possess this name remember the sacrifice and efforts put into what this name represents.

And so Brock's life begins. Having been given a name full of meaning and faith, Brock too will create a name of his own and live a life that will "just feel good". Some things just feel good and that is good enough for us.

Brotherly Love

2011-01-16T23:33:00.004-07:00

Parker's love for Brock ranges near and far:

It is evident when Parker will come running in notifying us that "Baby Brock is crying"

It is noticed with Parker's endless petitions to "hold Brock"

Even Parker's concerns for "Baby Brock's 'boogers' (pronounced "burgers") reveals that his love runs deep.

As part of Parker's night routine Brock gets a kiss on the head from Parker as he is riding his "dragon"

All this "brotherly love" is kept in perspective. When asked if he (Parker) is a baby he says, "No, Parker's a big boy". When asked how big Brock is he says, "Brock is tiny". Apparently Parker loves his brother but love doesn't elevate him in family status. Now that is "brotherly love".

What have we created?

2011-01-16T23:25:00.004-07:00

When we see things like this, one can only ask the obvious question, "What have we created?"

Perhaps the next horse riding, tent stick stabbing super hero? Needs some work on the fearless face but the costume gets the job done.

Measuring Up - 2 Weeks

2011-01-14T16:38:00.008-07:00

In order to measure something it always helps to have something to measure up against. Though Parker is no easy task to measure up against, because we can as parents, we do, and this is how Brock is "measuring up".

2 weeks old

After two weeks Brock is weighing in at 7lbs 13 ounces, not bad for a start of 6 lbs 4 ounces. He also has freed himself from the bonds of his umbilical cord (historic I know @ 3 weeks not 2). In contrast to Parker he seems to be a little more mellow yet spices things up with some late nights. Like Parker he is taking advantage of being held. As far as looks, difficult to measure, but early indication point to hints of Dad, though the reddish hair snuck in from the Pollastro side.

Though impossible to measure and compare, the love we have for Brock is immeasurable and find joy in measuring each milestone as we watch him grow right before our eyes.

That's Life

2011-01-02T13:45:00.005-07:00

In an attempt to make the most out of our "New Years Eve celebration" we decided that we were going to watch a movie and play the game of "Life" (taking into consideration that we are living in Castle Dale with a week old baby, this seemed like a good time to be had!) As the night wore on so did Brock. With the game all set up and the movie being played, Brock was insistent on being part of the celebration. Needless to say that we didn't get to play the game of "Life", rather, we were able to experience the game of "Life". As it was, Brock just about outlasted the exhausted mom in staying up to midnight. In the final minutes Brock finally broke down and dad woke mom up to see the ball drop. Not soon after we too dropped into our beds.

Happy New Year - Brock shortly after midnight

New Years day itself was enjoyable as we were able to spend more time with our family

Parker with cousin Caleb on his new "car"

Parker taking a swing at the traditional Pinata

Christian and Caleb with Parker

Cousin Cali with Brock

One Week

2010-12-31T13:33:00.006-07:00

New Years is knocking on the door as Brock's first week comes to a close. His was a week that included many visitors, holidays, and sleepless nights. Having survived the first week we look forward to many more weeks of memories (even the sleepless nights)

Day 1 - Christmas Eve

Day 2 - Christmas Day

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

Day 6

Day 7 - New Years Eve

Pro Puzzler

2010-12-31T12:58:00.006-07:00

It may not make the guiness book of world records but Parker would be making Uncle Bart happy with his puzzle skills.

My Uncle Bart every year at Christmas time would put together a puzzle. Whenever we would see him for Christmas or New Years he could be found piecing together a 500 or 1000 piece puzzle. Occasionally family members would join in but impatience would get the best of them. Parker would have loved Uncle Bart as he has discovered a love for puzzles. He will sit at the computer for hours putting together church puzzles. Out of curiosity I decided to time him. Results varied but his best (without help but with plenty of distractions) was 1 min 53 seconds on a Joseph Smith puzzle with 20 pieces. Not to be outdone I made an attempt to best his time and came up with a time of 1 min 12 seconds (no distractions but plenty of limitations).

A puzzle he put together for Christmas

Where does he get it from? Perhaps there is a little Uncle Bart in him, but other than that is a puzzle that we haven't pieced together quite yet!

"Da Baby"

2010-12-31T12:51:00.005-07:00

Our fears of Parker eating, smothering, wrestling the baby so far have been replaced with constant requests of wanting to hold the baby. Every chance he gets he comes to us with pleading eyes and says, "I want to hold da babee". And of course who can deny such a request that melts the heart? After making sure he is clean we sit him on the couch and the smothering begins, smothering with kisses that is.

It's only been a week so far and maybe Parker is just letting Brock get settled in before he goes for the attack, but for now we are a happy, healthy, family of two boys.

Snow Bro's

2010-12-29T13:49:00.000-07:00

It wasn't a white Christmas, but the white stuff came a few days after Christmas. We didn't waste any time taking advantage of this late Christmas present. After getting bundled up in our "Christmas Story" best we ventured out into the winter wonderland and utilized our creative juices to create "Snow Bro's" in honor of Parker's new little "bro".

Christmas

2010-12-28T01:26:00.006-07:00

Christmas 2010 wasn't a typical Christmas. Santa didn'teven arrive until 9:30AM, there was no "Grinch" to carve the roast beast (because leftovers replaced the roast beast!). Presents weren't open until about two in the afternoon. The dreaming of a white Christmas was just that as sunny skies chased the dreams away. Santa didn't even get his cookies and milk.

Though not typical, may I venture to say that it was ideal. It wasn't because my mom brewed up some mean "wassail" and it wasn't even because we took a drive and looked at Christmas lights. Not even the opening of pajamas on Christmas Eve createdthis "ideal Christmas". What made this Christmas "ideal" was that time was spent with family. Having Melissa's family join my parents for Christmas breakfast and spending Christmas Eve dinner at the Pollastro's.

I'll Be Home for Christmas

2010-12-25T23:45:00.005-07:00

"Home" for the holidays took on a whole new meaning this Christmas. Though Melissa loved the repeats of "The Christmas Story" and the "gourmet cooking" of the hospital, "home" was where she wanted to be and "home" is where we were for Christmas. It didn't matter that Santa delivered at 9 AM or that Santa went cookieless the night before. In fact many of the "traditions" of Christmas were modified or missed. But this didn't seem to matter. What seemed to matter was that we were "home" as a family. And sothis Christmas we truly understood what Bing Crosby was singing when he said, "for the holidays it is home sweet home".

Getting ready to leave the hospital

Home sweet home

Brothers

2010-12-25T23:26:00.003-07:00

Though Parker still thinks his baby brothers name is "Baby Buzz", Parker loves his little brother and spent much of Christmas giving him kisses and wanting to hold him (maybe this is because he thinks he really is buzz?!). Parker was disappointed though when he discovered that "he doesn't speak". There is a lot of work that needs to be done between these "brothers" but so far so good.

Adore

2010-12-25T22:59:00.004-07:00

It is no wonder that shepherds and wise men came to "adore" the Savior who was born that Christmas morn. Likewise many came to "adore" the new "precious present" that joined the Esplin family. Fortunately Grandma and Grandpa Esplin left the joys of Disneyworld to arrive a day before and Grandma and Grandpa Pollastro returned from the "California magic kingdom" arriving home just hours before as well. The early hour and last minute Christmas shopping were abandoned to "adore" "Baby Buzz" (thanks Parker) and "Baby Brock"

First in line was Grandpa Carl

Aunt Brittany can't get enough of Brock

Grandchild number 6 for the Pollastro's

Dustin came but used the "no touch" approach for now.

Grandchild #15 for Grandma and Grandpa Esplin

Parker adores "Baby Buzz"

And so the "adoration" begins!