Deep Thoughts

If you've ever heard of Jack Handey's deep thoughts you're going to love this. If you haven't, I'm sorry.

-this one's for Kaisa, I'm reliving EFY here:

Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo, flying across in front of a beautiful sunset? And he's carrying a beautiful rose in his beak, and also he's carrying a very beautiful painting with his feet. And also, you're drunk.

-this one's for Meghan:

Here's a good joke to do during an earthquake: Straddle a big crack in the earth, and if it opens wider, go, "Whoa! Whoa!" and flail your arms around, as if you're going to fall in.

These are for the rest of you, enjoy:

To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a hand?" You can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."

If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let'em go, because, man, they're gone.

If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid seeing yourself in the mirror, because I bet that's what REALLY throws you into a panic.

To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there's no music, no choreography and the dancers hit each other.

If you go flying back through time and you see somebody else flying forward into the future, it's probably best to avoid eye contact.

It's easy to sit there and say you'd like to have more money. And I guess that's what I like about it. It's easy. Just sitting there, rocking back and forth, wanting that money.

Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out it, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that's like a regular window.

If I ever get real rich, I hope I'm not real mean to poor people, like now.


The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face.

Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights,even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're talking to. Then on the way out, slam the door.

One thing vampire children have to be taught early on is, don't run with wooden stakes.

-Hope you all enjoyed that... I know I did :)

Happy 28th Birthday Matt!

My last blog was pretty negative, lo siento for that. Here's something much more positive, a little shout out to MATT! HAPPY 28TH BIRTHDAY, BUDDY! (Yesterday) It was Matt's magic b-day, because he turned 28 on the 28th! We love you buddy, you are amazing!

Okay, so anyone who knows Matt knows that he is totally obsessed with Indiana Jones. His room is decorated in Indy garb and he has several t-shirts, (see picture above) and he even has the coveted and oh-so-famous Indy Hat. Was it just a coincidence that the newest film came out 5 days before his birthday? I think not. So we went to the movies, of course had pizza, chocolate cake and ice cream, and then presents. Basically, it was Matt's perfect day. Happy Birthday, Bud! PS. notice the Indiana Jones birthday hat... oh yeah!

Gripe Session

So here's my gripe with the American Idol finale. 1. Archuleta lost. (by the way, I liked both of them about the same all season, and went into the final show thinking: "who ever does best will get my vote." David Cook did okay, but Archuleta was amazing. It should have been his, and it bugs me that it was a popularity contest, all 3 judges said he had the best voice and it's a singing competition.) 2. Um, some of those female singers need to wear longer skirts, and that's all I'm going to say about that. 3. Why was it like 6 hours long? Do we really need to hear George Michael (disgusting) sing a sappy 5 minute song? 4. Why does Paula have to stand up every time that there's a guest performer? I have a theory... she wants to show off how low cut the back of her dress is. 5. And while we're on Paula, does she ever say anything useful? "You're in your truth." What the heck does that mean? 6. Last one on Paula, I promise, why didn't she give Archuleta a standing ovation as well, I think he earned it. 7. Why do they promote those nasty Mike Myers movies. I'm sorry if any of you like that crud, but crass potty-mouth humor does NOT appeal to me. 8. I don't care how good of a singer David Cook is, I DON'T want to see him in his underwear, nastier than his hair. Okay, I'm done. It felt good to get that off my chest.

A Knockout

Amazing. I voted. Then I voted again. Then again and again and again.... then I made Craig vote. I hope you all did the same. As Simon so perfectly put it "a knockout."

Random, Random

So here are some really random thoughts after a really random weekend.

1. I kind of always thought of myself as principled. I wasn't one of "those people" who watched tv, or liked sappy romance novels, or heaven forbid went tannning. I think I was a bit of an everything snob. Well, I got hooked on American Idol, fell in love with Twilight, and now (get ready to gasp) I've been going tanning. We are leaving for Cancun in less than 3 weeks (hooray!) and since I've been pregnant pretty much non-stop for the last 5 years my skin has seen little to no sun. So I decided to tan a little beforehand so I don't get fried to a crisp on the trip we've been planning for over a year. (Go ahead and start bagging Tashi) Anyways, I'm feeling pretty hypocritical now, after I lectured my sisters for years on how tanning is the devil and they will all end up with skin cancer. Whoops. My one consolation is that I actually hate it. I can't stand stripping down in some tiny room, the bed is totally claustrophobic, the lights just feel wrong and unnatural, and I still ended up with a tiny sunburn. I know, bag away...

2.People my size are not meant to drive motorcycles. Somebody must please explain this to Craig. On Friday, he tried to get me to figure out how to drive it and it was humiliating. My feet don't even touch, so he has to sit behind me and hold the bike up while I try to let off the clutch a little and give it a little gas, yadi yadi yah. Anyways, of course we totally end up tipping the bike over (how could we not with that set up) right in front of our driveway with several of our neighbors outside and watching, and as soon as we get the bike picked back up Craig is trying to start it again (I flooded the engine) so it's going waaaawaaawaaa (you know the noise motorcycles make when they are trying to start) and that was really attracting everyones attention, and then the neighbor boy yells at the top of his lungs: "Hannah, did your mom break your dad's motorcycle!?!" Great.

3. So when Carter was a baby he was SUPER easy going. I'm talking the perfect baby, never cried, very sweet and cuddly. But I used to worry that when he got older he'd be like a wimpy boy because he was so genteel as a baby. Um, yeah, I was totally off. He was just storing it up for later. He's seriously the most manly little boy I've ever met. For example: We are finishing the basement right now, and Craig's been framing for the past few weeks (yuck, what a headache) and so we're down there working and we look over and Carter had picked up a hammer and a nail and was just going to town on this board. So funny. Well, later that night we were trying to get them in bed and Carter just disappeared. I found him in the basement working on his board again, and when I asked him what he was doing he goes, "I workin on da basement!" That's my boy...

4. Why don't any shoe stores carry a women's size 5? I know I'm not the only girl with feet that small. Come on now, I am so tired of having to special order all of my shoes. However, I didn't mind ordering these beauties, because they rock. If you are looking for some ridiculously awesome sport sandals, you gotta try out Chacos. We ordered some for Cancun (or I probably never would have justified spending so much on one pair of shoes) but they are amazing, and I can't wait to wear them on our trip, Craig got some too, by the way.

His Mine!

5. Ethan totally grabbed one of the kids sippies the other night and started chugging it down. The kid can never get enough. He's like a camel with a reverse hump. Love it.

6.Hannah and Carter are always finding different ways to pretend they are in a boat and the carpet is water, they are always screaming "look out for sharks, the sharks are going to get us." This was their concoction on Saturday. It reminds me of a song we used to sing at girls camp I think it went something like this:
-Just a boy and a girl in a little canoe with the moon shinin' all around, he dipped his paddle so, you couldn't even hear a sound. And they talked and they talked till the moon grew dim, he said "you better kiss me, or get out and swim," so whatcha gonna do in a little canoe with the moon shinin all around?

Sorry, that was long.

preppy baby

I had to post some pictures of my little GQ baby Ethan in his little preppy outfit from Grandma Nora. Doesn't he look like a little yuppy man? Also, we wanted to show off his mad skills with sitting up! What a stud.

This is pretty much always the expression on his face, the kid has the best temperament. When he gets really excited he kind of squeal/grunts and flails his arms and legs about like a hyper-active frog... just to give you a mental picture. I call Ethan my little "blue pill" because he just makes me happy.

Mother

This post is dedicated to both of our Mother's; Nora, and Shannon, who are both amazing and angelic mother's and grandmothers. I'm pretty much the luckiest person on earth because I have been blessed with just about the perfect mom and mother-in-law. How many people can say that?

My mom was pretty much the center of my world until I got married. And for good reason. She is out of this world amazing and selfless. I swear, I loved my mom so much (even as a teenager) that I thought I would probably never get married because I thought I could never love someone as much as my mom. Her absolute ability to love and serve others is truly amazing! Now that I have children of my own I feel an even greater appreciations for the lessons she taught me growing up, I guess I just took it for granted that all mothers were that diligent, but they aren't. My mom is one in a million, and I owe her more than I can even describe.

Shannon, my mother-in-law is probably the sweetest mother-in-law in the world. She so kind and so loving. I have felt comfortable with her since the day I met her. She has always treated me like a daughter, and is incredibly thoughtful. I was always so scared of the kind of mother-in-law I would have (we've all heard the horror stories) and I can honestly say that I could not have hand-picked a better one. I guess it shouldn't surprise me that my angelic husband was raised by an angelic mother.

Happy Mother's Day Mom's... here's to you!!!

Babysitter

Craig and I are going to the temple tonight, so today at lunch I was talking to Hannah about how I wanted her to be good tonight because her "friend" Madison was coming over to babysit them. So she thinks for a minute, walks over to Ethan, starts rubbing his head, looks up at me and says, "Mommy, I don't want Madison to come sit on Ethan." Priceless.

The Dentist

On Monday Hannah went to the dentist for the 3rd time. I guess it's really true, what they say about the 3rd time being the charm, because she did AWESOME! The first 2 times I took her, she barely even opened her mouth for the dentist, but this time she got herself all excited about how she was going to get a Cinderella toothbrush at the end if she was really good and opened her mouth. She was so funny when we were there. She had these little purple sunglasses on, and she kept them on the whole time, "to keep the light from hurting her eyes." She was so funny laying back in the dentist chair with those sunglasses on, her little mini legs crossed, and her hands behind her head. I couldn't stop laughing. She was so excited when it was done because her teeth were all sparkly, and she couldn't wait to show daddy. But the best part by far was when she got her little Cinderella toothbrush and the hygienist told her that she could pick out her own prize and she said she wanted the toothbrush for her prize, you should have seen the absolute glee on her face when she realized that she got a toothbrush and a prize! So our little trip to the dentist was pretty much a success. Yippee!

Um, hello beautiful...

If you are obsessed with Twilight, like me... you may want to check this out.
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Moon Boots

So somehow, on the way home from Logan, Saturday night, we lost one of Carter's shoes. This became apparent on Sunday morning when I'm trying to get all of us ready for church, and no shoe. So I'm frantically searching for the other shoe and it's nowhere! This was a problem because Carter pretty much has one pair of shoes that fit him. He's grown out of every other pair! So I'm panicking because it's Sunday morning and I've tried to squeeze his little feet into every other shoe he owns and it's just NOT happening, so the only other option was his snow boots. So yeah, Carter was stylin` in the snow boots at church on Sunday... nice. We are officially white trash. But here's the funny part, I told my mom later that day about the shoe incident, and when they took their little Sunday drive they drove over to the ice cream shop where we had left from and guess what was laying on the ground? Carter's shoe! Anyways, now he's totally obsessed with his snow boots and has been wearing them everywhere, with his shorts mind you. He looks like a two year old Napoleon Dynamite. Lovely, I've become "that mother."

you go girls...

I just wanted to give a little shout out two my two beautiful sisters, Meghan and Tashi, who graduated from Utah State yesterday! We are so proud of you! Tashi got her degree in Special Ed and Meghan got hers in Family Consumer Human Development (I think) or FCHD for short. Way to go girlies! We love you. Oh, and it is just wrong for people to be THAT beautiful in a frumpy gown and a funny hat!

6 months old

So our little happy baby Ethan is 6 months old now, and today I took him for his 6 month check -up. Here are the stats on him:

Length: 26 1/2 inches - 50%

Weight: 15lbs 13 oz- 10%

Head Circ.: 42.7 cm- 10%

I am so grateful for Ethan, he has been such a wonderful addition to our family. I was pretty scared when I found out I was pregnant with him. He was a TOTAL surprise, and I didn't feel prepared to have 3 KIDS! But, I am so grateful that the Lord had bigger plans for us, because he is an absolute joy to me. I love that little boy so much and he is a very special baby.