wanna break dance?

Who ever said break dancing wasn't a form of exercise...



This just made my sister and I laugh HARD!!!!
(p.s. DO NOT go to orsm(dot)net it is bad news bears! I found this on you tube)

UPDATE

Remember the Christmas Thistle Bush?
Well my friends- it has been added upon! Here is what the neighborhood has done:

Fa la la la laaaa , la la la la!

Life is good huh?!

pony ride

Today we ventured out for a day of shopping for rugs at Gardner's Village (FYI their really expensive tie rugs are on sale)
While there, the girls noticed the petting zoo and pony rides and Kirsten couldn't resist buying a ride (with her own money) for her little sis. Here is Lilly on her big girl pony ride- she loved it!


I on the other hand couldn't resist taking these pictures:



Father and son rat's tails. Does it get any better than this-I ask you?! Seriously!! I loved it!

Fa la la la la

Check out this monstrosity that is growing in the field next to our home. This behemoth of a weed totally looks like a Christmas tree- yah?! So I suggested we hang some ornaments from it-ya know to give the neighborhood a good laugh.



Well, true to Jim form he took it a step further and well, see for yourself:



Let's just hope people in our neighborhood appreciate our sense of humor otherwise. . .
"Deck the Halls" will have an entirely new meaning this year!



(Here are some action shots)
Man I love this guy!

lunch

So summer is here and only two days into it, I am faced with the ongoing summer dilemma of lunch time. It's been 9 months since I have had to prepare a mouth watering medley of chow (aka lunch) for anyone but myself and a two year old. Now summer is here, and daily I am pressed with the hunger pangs of not only two more but also the entire neighborhood.
How does this happen? I am almost certain that not only do we have the BEST food in the entire neighborhood, but that I am the only mom COOL enough to feed these little vagabonds. Well not anymore!

During these hard economic times my pocketbook just can't sustain an entire neighborhood of prepubescent girls so here is what I am proposing:

Progressive Lunches!

That's right-yesterday the girls came to me with their daily quandary of "I'm Hungry-what's there to eat?"

So I quickly introduced them to the progressive meal plan. Go from house to house and collect food for your meal until you have found enough foodstuffs for lunch.
I will say, they did a pretty good job-take a look!


Not quite sure how long I can get by with this plan. I'm fairly certain that I will be microwaving chicken nuggets for an entire army several times this summer. Maybe I should start serving Draper School Lunches-with the way they complained about those all year long I am confident they would find another house to forage for food. Mystery meat anyone?

Testimony

Testimony:
Evidence in support of a fact or statement; proof.

Open declaration or profession, as of faith.

Usually, testimonies. the precepts of God.

I would like to thank the nine-year old boy who bore his simple and humble testimony today and reminded the congregation of what exactly a testimony is.

I would like to NOT thank the other 9 adults who bore their "Storymonies" today.

And I quote: (Excerpts taken from 3 of the 9 testimonies-but suffice it to say, they were all comparable)

"Living in a fifth wheeler wasn't something I ever imagined for myself"

"I never thought I would ever find my pet Ferret again"

" been renting down the street, now we are looking for a house in the neighborhood I guess this is where we want to stay"

"A testimony of the gospel is a personal witness borne to our souls by the Holy Ghost that certain facts of eternal significance are true and that we know them to be true. Such facts include the nature of the Godhead and our relationship to its three members, the effectiveness of the Atonement, and the reality of the Restoration.

"A testimony of the gospel is not a travelogue, a health log, or an expression of love for family members. It is not a sermon. President Kimball taught that the moment we begin preaching to others, our testimony is ended." Elder Dallin H. Oaks

I'm no testimony snob. I've been known to share an experience or two from the pulpit but come on-I just want the truth plain and simple and under 10 minutes. Ya know, back in the day after the pioneers arrived to the valley, there was actually a rule regulating those who could share their testimonies: only those who personally knew the prophet Joseph Smith. Today would have been a great day to reinstate that rule.

Can I get an AMEN?!!!!

lovely

Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderfull
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty
Truly the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done
through us he's given life to one
But isn't she lovely made from love

cheese!

How cute are these kids?! So in a vain attempt to loosing the baby weight I have started walking to Jodi's (michelle's sister/my adopted sister in law) house three days a week. Jodi then goes running while Lilly puts in some "play with kids my own age and not boring old mom" time. Here they are saying cheese-Mira, Boyd and Rulon Butterfield with my two.
Oh and today at Sophia's 2 month check up she is once again off the charts for height-here's proof: the baby next to her is only 6 weeks younger.