Tyler the Turtle Guy

Hmmmm....maybe I should be more careful what I say....

....those kids...they don't miss a thing!

The Turtle Guy

By: Tyler

Love Notes

Hannah is at one of my favorite stages. She writes letters and cards to everyone, for any occasion. This time, the card accompanied a homemade potholder. The lucky recipient: her well-deserving teacher.

The Innocence Part III

Blogging is now definitely on the list of things you can't do with a two year old in the house (thus the reason for this 3 AM post!)

I sat down last night to blog for the first time two weeks. The boys were out camping and it was just us girls. Hannah had chosen a movie I knew I couldn't stay awake through, so I took that opportunity to catch up a little. That was a mistake.

As I blogged, Hailey sat painting her toenails. Emma and Hannah were glued to the TV, and I was in the kitchen, typing away. Their movie ended, and I finished one last, quick post. During that few minutes, Emma found the pedicure supplies and helped herself. I though it was ironic that she sat painting her toes, just after I had posted about her doing that. So I grabbed my camera and snapped this little beauty:

Notice anything besides the purple toe that DOES NOT belong there?

How about now?:

Does this give you a clue?:

Uh yeah...now I'm 6 for 6. At least it's not the total whack job Hailey (courtesy of Casey) and Hannah (twice!) had. I hope she learned her lesson never to do this again. I have tried so hard for Emma to not become the victim/perpetrator of this heinous act. I have gone so far as to never 'trim' her hair with her knowing what's going on. The scissors are always kept out of view, and it's never been referred to as a hair 'cut'. Alas, it was not meant to be. The scissors left in the box of grooming supplies proved too tempting for this innocent one.

She looks good in a mullet, no?

I'm Lovin' It!

I'm lovin' the spring weather and my bike! A few weeks back, we loaded up the bikes (all 7 of them!) and ventured to a nature trail. Hannah got tired a few miles in, so I turned back with her and the rest continued on. When Nathan got tired, I loaded up my and Hannah's bikes and picked them up. I can't wait for the next ride. Until then, the neighborhood will have to do!

Emma loves her seat up front with me (so do I...much better than the bike trailer or a seat on the back!)

And don't comment about how none of us are wearing helmets. I know that. I also know that I hate wearing one, so how can I make my kids?....when I was a kid, nobody had helmets....I know it's not a good excuse....but just leave me alone! ;)

Beauty Queen

I love that my children enjoy taking pictures. I have six budding photographers.....

Nathan caught Emma red-handed, painting her toenails. What you don't see in these pictures, is the orange polish on his own toes!

Neato Frito

I've learned that if my kids want chips in their lunches, I'm better off buying the pre-packaged ones. If I buy a big bag, the kids can't rest until the opened bag is empty. The only problem with the grab bags is you don't have much of a choice on flavors. And nobody likes the Fritos.....except Oreo. Weird Cat.

A Full Heart

Once again, heartache has hit our circle of friends. Randy got an early morning call yesterday from our bishop, informing him of an unfortunate car accident that claimed the life of a good friend's son.

He was an amazing young man with a personality that drew people to him; a good kid that never did anything to make his parents worry. His parents take great comfort knowing that he lived his life the way he should.

He was expecting his mission call next week. In fact, yesterday was the day his name was to be taken to the temple. It was. Hours before the accident, his dad prayed with the family that he would be sent to the place where he could do the most good. He was.