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Sunday, February 6, 2011

Christmas 2010

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ImageStandard liking the wrapping better than the gift.

ImageWho will take the first nap? Santa had a lot of helpers this year. Papa, Daddy and Grandpa worked on the trampoline while Grandma Whitney and I finished wrapping presents. Although we were all awake as the toys arrived, we never saw the tooth-fairy.

ImageAsk Emi for a treat when you come over and she will be ecstatic to prepare you a 5-course meal.
ImageCutting her new vegtables and fruit.

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ImageSanta asked Great-Grandpa Howard to build this dress-up closet. So Nick went to Thatcher to help him build it. The dress in the picture is actually her new Sunday dress.

ImageThis is all she wanted for Christmas: a Barbie cheerleader outfit. She wears dress-up every day and must change her clothes three to five times a day. I also gave her the baptism dress my mom made for me when I was eight to use as a play wedding dress.

ImageEstelle's heaven.

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ImageJonathan's yearly nerf weapon.

ImageJonathan excitedly gave everyone a ride. He explained the worn out tire, "Santa must have had to drive it down." Estelle and Jonathan

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ImageJonathan's co-pilot, Emilyn.

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Kiddos

ImageThe kiddos in December 2010

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ImagePlayin' house with Lissy Doll.

ImageLorenzo is very picky about who gets to help him with his bottle.

ImageShe jumps right up on to Daddy, mostly with little or no warning.

ImageOn Christmas Eve she lost another tooth!
The tooth fairy brought her double the usual that night.

ImageThe kids love to quote Emi. "I got ure eggs! I got ure eggs! I got ure---" CRASH, BANG, SPLAT! She was rubbing in that she got some of Jonathan's scrambled eggs for breakfast for her second. She was standing on her chair while she nanny-nanned and toppled to the floor. Most of her quotes include an action and you probably have to be there to get the humorous part. One of my favorites was the night I told her no, that I wouldn't give her chocolate milk before bed. She fired the tears right up, running hysterically round the kitchen and living room repeatedly yelling, "Ure not my mudder!" Nick hurried in from the back bedroom to check on the commotion. About five minutes later after he ushered her off I was surprised to see her return calmly and reach out for a hug. And than even more surprised to hear her speak with her tear-stained cheeks, "I sorry. Ure my mudder."

Thursday, February 3, 2011

My Real Profile

I thought I'd write something in my profile but I blabbed a little too much and about doubled the allotted character amount.

Now that I've had a blog for my family for over a year I think it's time to add a little something in my profile. If ya didn't notice I'm a mother a five children, the oldest being eight and the youngest being 9 months. Usually the first thing I do each day is change a diaper. If there was such thing as luck I'd consider myself a very lucky person. I'm smarter than that though and know that really we're just blessed.

I'm loving living small town and driving a dusty mini-van. I love that our neighbors are the scattered homes located within walking distance. With in that distance we have both sets of grandparents and one adopted grandma. I get grumpy when the deer and gophers eat my roses and fruit trees. I love seeing my son give his sisters rides on his go-cart. And even though "no running in the house" is a rule around here I can't help but chuckle when he chases and taunts his sisters through the house.

I enjoy running on top of the hill on the edge of town. From up there you can see two very different mountain ranges, rooftops through the trees, a bright blue sky and the beautiful colors of the desert. I play the harp whenever someone asks me to. Usually in church or church related activities. I have amazing visiting teachers who offered to help me clean before company and braved my house during our last battle with the throw-ups, one to check in on us and one to bring dinner to the healthy family members. Having someone "assigned" to me personally to check on me is a pretty good deal.

I love to watch my girls dance in the living room with their frizzy hairs sticking out around their faces and recall pleasantly my husband’s request for "girls with curls" when we were dating. I also get a kick out of watching them drag around the current baby of the family for a game of house. Speaking of babies don't you love to see them proudly poke their head around the corner when they've just spent the last 20 minutes trying to scoot to you from the next room. Thank goodness for the terrific twos. I don't know what I will do when we don't have any children in that stage.

I love how serious my husband can look and yet be working on some random scheme or like our first date: cheat at Uno. He braves the cold each night to park a wagon full of firewood by the door and then gets up early so the house can feel toasty each morning when we get up. See why I don't believe in luck? There is just too much goodness around to give luck the credit. I am thankful for that loving Heavenly Father who blesses each of his children and am thankful for my testimony of him and his gospel of Jesus Christ.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Apple Annie's 2010

After spending an hour in the corn maze these little darlings are ready for their favorite part, the corn troughs.

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Elissa, Emilyn, Jonathan, Lorenzo, Estelle
I love Jonathan's facial expression evolution through these pictures.


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ImageWhy is it so hard to get five kids to look at the camera at the same time? Hah, smiling is just a bonus anymore!
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ImageHmm, I guess miss Em is just as expressionistic as Jonathan.

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The corn war is on!

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Not as fun to get pelted by corn as launching corn. Estelle got pretty emotional between war intervals. Thankfully Daddy was there to guard her.

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ImageLorenzo dodges most of the corn bombs.

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Corn Bellies

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The corn troughs seems to be the kids favorite part of the trip and that part is free!