Friday, November 28, 2008

Fancy That...

Gwen's new trick

Maybe we'll just skip the crawling altogether.
And yes, we had an awesome Thanksgiving. We all enjoyed great food and great family... what more could you ask for?

Wednesday, November 26, 2008


I'm considering having Clark admitted to an insane asylum. Seriously. It's getting bad. Here's what he's been up to:

This may look like nothing to you. But let me explain. And maybe you should sit down.

Remember how Clark wanted to set the tree on fire with red lights? Well that mission was accomplished...and so much more.

He really didn't like the look of the extension cord running across the front lawn so he went ahead and buried it underground!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This picture is of him slicing the ground with his knife and tucking the cord safely away.

No one will be tripping on any cords in our yard!

A burning tree receiving mysterious electricity...Now this is Christmas magic!

Monday, November 24, 2008

This Kid Cracks Me Up...

Silly Charlie is at it again...

Here are 3 wonderful quotes from my special little friend:

The Threat:

"My left arm is going to break off if you don't get me cereal NOW!!!"

The Drama:

"I need some medicine because my throat is not being so well."

The Sweetness:

"Mom, does the man on the moon get Christmas presents too?"

And all of this happened in one day. Today.

Can you even imagine how much laughter happens around here on a daily basis?

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Sleeping Beauty...

Sorry boys (are there any boys that read my blog? Ha!), this Sleeping Beauty is off the market. She's gettin' hitched tomorrow afternoon. Her big day is finally here and I'm so happy for her!

ps- Why do you think she ALWAYS falls asleep at my house?
A. She's just SUPER tired
B. My house is SUPER boring
C. My brown velvety couches are SUPER comfy
D. Other

Monday, November 17, 2008

Brent aspires to be Clark W. Griswold. He has already started decking our halls. He wanted to be the first one on our street with Christmas lights up. And he dreams of more lights. The beautiful, clean, perfectly spaced white lights trimming our house aren't enough. He'd like to outline the garage and light the tree in green...or maybe red.
He went up on our rooftop when I wasn't home. But luckily the boys were here with him in case of an emergency. He told them to call 911 if he fell off the roof. I mean seriously, can a 6 year old handle that kind of pressure? Thank the heavens above for the gutter that saved his life that day. The ladder slipped while he was coming down from the tip top and onto the roof of our porch. Luckily the ladder stuck safely into the gutter.
Clark, let's take it easy this year, eh?

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Lately I find myself obsessed with these things:

-My new jeans

-My sore tooth (Dentist appointment next week. Can hardly wait.)

-Baby's sore teeth

-Bloggity blog blogs


-Weezer with a hint of Feist

Smarty Boots...

It's official.
Marcus is smarter than me.
I knew this time was coming but I didn't expect it so soon.
He's a whiz, this kid.
He's great at math and even asks for math problems during Sacrament Meeting to keep his mind busy.
He's decent at spelling. Always willing to give any word a try.
He's an excellent reader and getting better everyday.
The other night while I was lying in bed with him reading books he said "Mom, did you know Columbus brought disease to South America?" And I was all like "Um, yeah, I totally knew that." And then I asked him if he knew what "disease" was and he said "Yeah, like sickness."
And I said "Alright already. Go to sleep."
This kid's going places.

Monday, November 10, 2008

On The Brain...

(his BIG day)

It's all Charlie can think about these days.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

It's always something with these two...

So I went out to the garage fridge to grab another gallon of milk and came across this:

hhhmmm... a green bucket in the fridge... Wait a minute... Wwwwhat? A green bucket in the fridge?
So I pulled the green bucket out of the fridge and found this:

2 dead shriveled up worms.
And then I see this on the top shelf:

1 alive very plump worm in dirt.

I bet you can guess who I had questions for.

Turns out the 2 dead worms are Charlie's and their names are Jon and Shawn.

And Marc's is the one livin' the high life in the jar with the dirt. His name is Max.

So, we'd like you to meet our pets:

Jon, Shawn and Max.

(Jon and Shawn have definitely seen better days. Yikes! Who's gonna be the one to break the news to Charlie? Not me.)

Monday, November 3, 2008

Dear Daylight Saving Time,
There's nothing I like about you. Never have, never will.