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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Take it like a Man!

Gavin was playing with Kate today, and decided that he wanted to hold her.  She protested very loudly and started crying.  I heard Gavin tell her,
 "Ah, Kate.  Just take it like a man!"  

Very funny :)

I was going through some pictures to find one that went along with this post and came across these pictures of Kate's first swing at Grandma and Grandpa's house.  Look at Gavin's face.  You can just see that he is up to no good ;)




Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Dear Mom....

Travis had been out of town all week, and I was starting to feel a little bit edgy and frustrated.  I banished the kids from my room for a few minutes in order to pull myself together.  Emily quietly knocked on my door and told me that she had a note for me.  I opened the door, and this is what she handed me:

Interpretation:
Dear Mom,
I was wondering if you could be nicer?


Gavin's Breakfast

This is why a mother should NEVER, under any circumstances, leave her children alone while showering, going to the bathroom or for any other reason.


While I was showering today, Gavin decided that he was hungry and that it would be really easy to make breakfast for himself.  When I got out of the shower, this is what I found:

The toaster was crammed full of bread.

Then he tried to make it into cinnamon and sugar toast (forget the toasted bread, he couldn't figure out how to do that).  There was at least 1/4" of cinnamon on the piece of bread, and a few sprinkles of powdered sugar. (No, I don't make my cinnamon and sugar toasts with powdered sugar.  I have no idea where he got that idea.)  Notice the finger prints in it.

I asked him how it tasted, and he said "I had to go pew pew (spitting noises) to get it out of my mouth".

I was so grateful that more damage wasn't done.  All I could do was smile :)


Saturday, November 7, 2009

PG-13

We are going to plant some daffodils today, and I asked Gavin if he wanted to help me.  He was very enthusiastic.  I explained to him that the flowers would grow in the spring, after the snow melted.  He told me that Heavenly Father sends the snow and that He makes everything.  I told him that he was right.  He said "one day, He'll make me a dad".  I replied, "yes, someday you will be a dad", to which he exclaimed, "YES!!! Then I can watch PG-13!"

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Halloween

We had lots of fun on Halloween this year.  Lots of parties, and opportunities to wear their costumes.  On Halloween night, we had some friends over for pizza, and then headed out trick or treating.  The kids surprised me with a record 2 hour trick or treat!  They all got quite a stash of candy.  They came home and sorted through their candy and went to bed.  They were EXHAUSTED!

Tyler decided he wanted to be a hippie.  I was surprised that he actually wanted to dress up at all.  He usually doesn't get into Halloween much.  He enjoyed Trunk or Treating with his friend, Preston, the night before Halloween, and then trick or treating on Halloween night. 

Emily wanted to be a princess.  At first she wanted to wear the Snow White costume that she wore when she was three or four, in order to match Kate.  Luckily we were able to talk her into being Jasmine, because her costume was way to small.  I loved that she chose to be a princess one last time.  I never thought she would outgrow the princess stage, but she has :(

Gavin wore several costumes this year.  He was Buzz Lightyear, a Knight, Stitch, and Mr. "Increbidle".  He chose Mr. Increbidle on Halloween night.

Kate made a darling Snow White.  She didn't care much for her costume, or Halloween for that matter.  She was in bed, asleep, by 7:15.  I love the look on her face in the second picture.  It really makes you wonder what she's thinking.



Carving Pumpkins

What a fun Halloween we had this year.  Probably the best I can remember for a long time.  Usually Halloween isn't really very exciting for me, but I really enjoyed it this year.  We had lots of fun parties, and did some really fun stuff, like...

CARVING THE PUMPKINS!

We get together each year with my family to carve the pumpkins.  This year we went to my mom and dads and had a blast!  

Guy showed up dressed like the clown that he is.  My dad is afraid of clowns, and when he opened the garage door, Guy was standing there with a big balloon with his name on it.  I'm not sure if my dad was afraid or not, but Gavin was a bit nervous.   There is never a dull moment with Guy around.  He is a fun brother in law!

Emily and Bree always enjoy their time together.  Emily often calls Bree her very best friend.  I never had close cousins growing up, so I am very grateful that my kids do.

Ty was the master of removing the tops of the pumpkins.  Literally.  He pulled the stems right off of two pumpkins.

I thought Emily would be a little grossed out when gutting the pumpkin, but I was wrong.  She did her pumpkin all by herself! 

Gavin wanted to do everything all by himself.  Including the carving.  Call me crazy, but I don't trust him with ANY sharp object.

Good food.  You can tell that Kate enjoyed it. We ate vegetable soup, corn chowder, chili, breadsticks and yummy cookies from Cutlers. MMMMM. 

Cari and Gracie.  Why is it that the kids always pick the toughest patterns?

Em was a little trooper.  She never stopped until her pumpkin was finished.

Gavin and grandpa working on Buzz Lightyear.

Tyler and Travis are missing from most of the pictures because they were at the Ute's game.  

Lexie, Gracie, Gavin, Emily and Bree

The kids showing off their hard work!

Here's the end results.  Not bad for a bunch of amateurs!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Cracky Eyes

Gavin:  Mom,  why do you have cracky eyes?

Mom:  Cracky eyes?  What?  Where?  (Terrified that he was talking about wrinkles around my eyes)
Gavin:  Right there.
Mom:  Point to them.  What color are they?
Gavin:  They are on your eyeball.  They are orange.
Mom:  Whew.  

Thank goodness he was just talking about my bloodshot eyeballs.  I can handle the bloodshot eyes.  I was really afraid that the wrinkles were shining through.  Don't you just love the brutal honesty of a three year old?