Friday, January 23, 2009
Low Point
Well today I have officially hit a low point in my life. Yesterday, Hunter took the can of Spray Starch and was spraying Parker in the face. I took the can away, but put it on my bathroom counter. I'm sure you can see where this story is going. This morning, after finishing my hair, I grabbed the can of starch and sprayed my hair instead of using hairspray. Some may think--well, the starch should hold your hair too, not a problem. Unfortunately, starch in hair equals A LOT of flakes. The more I messed with it, the flakier it got, so I gave up. Now as I head to Costco, I look like I have some scalp disease!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
A Mortifying Moment
So today I had to play the piano in primary because Becky was out of town. Anyway, they were talking about treating our bodies like temples, or something like that, honestly I wasn't really paying that much attention. I wasn't until I heard Tyler's name called. The primary president says, "Tyler, what is something good we can put in our bodies?" His answer: "Beer." And then he laughed. Oh if looks could kill.....
Friday, January 9, 2009
Christmas
I feel like I have been out of touch with the blogging world for awhile, so I figured I should post a couple of December pictures. 
My sister-in-law Sara bought the kids the cutest apron sets to wear while cutting out and decorating sugar cookies. Though this year I bought the sugar cookie mix from Costco where you just add a couple of ingredients. I know, I am slack, but it was a busy month. Anyway, we made the cookies, cut them out, and then we frosted them (with homemade frosting), and Tyler turned to me and said, "What is wrong with these cookies--they are hard as rocks. They might break Santa's teeth. Maybe he will let his reindeer eat them." So basically I have raised cookie snobs and unless they are homemade, they are only good enough for animals. 
OK-this picture would have been even funnier if I got Brock's face as he was gagging. Anyone that knows Brock will appreciate this picture--he has the weakest stomach, it is quite ridiculous. This was on Christmas morning, right in the middle of opening up presents, we had to take Sawyer upstairs and give him a bath.
Happy boys with their presents--especially the DS!!
Christmas Eve with their matching pajamas!
My sister-in-law Sara bought the kids the cutest apron sets to wear while cutting out and decorating sugar cookies. Though this year I bought the sugar cookie mix from Costco where you just add a couple of ingredients. I know, I am slack, but it was a busy month. Anyway, we made the cookies, cut them out, and then we frosted them (with homemade frosting), and Tyler turned to me and said, "What is wrong with these cookies--they are hard as rocks. They might break Santa's teeth. Maybe he will let his reindeer eat them." So basically I have raised cookie snobs and unless they are homemade, they are only good enough for animals. 
OK-this picture would have been even funnier if I got Brock's face as he was gagging. Anyone that knows Brock will appreciate this picture--he has the weakest stomach, it is quite ridiculous. This was on Christmas morning, right in the middle of opening up presents, we had to take Sawyer upstairs and give him a bath.
Happy boys with their presents--especially the DS!!
Christmas Eve with their matching pajamas!
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