Only pictures. Nothing exciting.

The best picture of Hayden I've taken in a while....
Messing with my pictures in Picasa. It's so fun.
I can't believe my baby will be 6 in February. Wasn't I just changing his diapers and making him bottles??? I guess it has been a few years. It is harder to let your youngest grow up. Not that I don't love Hayden and Emily, but they don't ask me to snuggle them any more...and also, they wouldn't sit still for some pictures.

He's ok

We made a lot of movies. Emily was barely inching down the hill, so it was too painful to watch hers. But I included a still shot of her.
The picture of our tree was right side up when I looked at it in preview mode. Just tilt your head. The other pic is just the light breaking through the clouds. It's one of my favorite things to see.

Breaking with traditon (ever so slightly)

In the last few years, we've taken the kids to temple square to see the lights AFTER Christmas. It's less crowded, we thought, and it's something to do after Christmas. This year, we decided to hit Steve & Barry's before they close forever. Such a shame. Seemed like a great idea....Nothing in the store over $19.98, $8.98 or less on sale. Maybe that's why they went out of business....... Anyway, we thought we'd just pop over to see the lights. HA. POP OVER. We sat on West Temple for over 20 minutes, mostly in the same block. But the weather was pretty nice, so the kids complained less than in the past. It seemed so quick and less painful than past visits. Maybe because we skipped the visitor centers. But we kept with tradition taking mostly crappy pictures. (No one wants you to set up a tripod when it's that crowded!) Here are the least crappy ones.
Happy 11 days until Christmas!

So witty, so clever, so fabulous.........

After that stunning ward dinner we did last night and then volunteering at school, I would like to crash for 3 or 4 days. I looked at some blogs and felt sad, because I needed a new post. One that would make me seem so witty, so clever, and so fabulous. Well, this is all I can provide at the moment.

witty witty witty witty witty witty witty
clever clever clever clever clever

there are so many, aren't there??????

Something different for Christmas time.

It being Christmas, I felt like doing something different. This is one of my favorite scripture verses, because it conveys the urgency I feel when I think about how I want everyone I know to know about Jesus Christ and what He offers us. Just a little something different. Feel free to share with me and my family some of your favorite verses about Jesus Christ. It might be fun to print them out and keep them. Merry Christmas!

2 Ne. 2:8,9

Wherefore, how great the importance to make these things known unto the inhabitants of the earth, that they may know that there is no flesh that can dwell in the presence of God, save it be through the merits, and mercy, and grace of the Holy Messiah, who layeth down his life according to the flesh, and taketh it again by the power of the Spirit, that he may bring to pass the resurrection of the dead...he shall make intercession for all the children of men.

Spiders, Mice, Squirrels, Rattlesnakes, Deer--And Now Turkeys

Yes, we found five of these fine turkeys in our yard last week. They have pretty good timing. Mike says it's like Abraham's ram in the thicket. I don't really think that it compares because we aren't exactly starving. And we would need to be starving, and near death, for me to be able to pluck and gut and clean an animal. Ick. Who knew living here would put us so in touch with nature. The italics signal sarcasm and disdain. I like pretending that my meat just appeared on a foam tray. And there's a reason they call rodents pests. The deer poop and eat my garden. Did I leave anything out???

There really hasn't been too much excitement at our house lately. Hayden had a band concert. That wasn't at our house, so it doesn't count. Emily had a pinewood derby, and that wasn't at our house, either. Tate doesn't have anything new to tell you, because no girls have kissed him for months and months now. We got flu shots. That wasn't at our house, either.

Have a nice week.

Now that I am old (plus 2 pictures)

Top photo: my skeleton Zorro (his description), my stick figure, and my little black cat.
Next photo: our big furry spider. We did NOT keep it for a pet.


I will not wear red. Ok, maybe I will when I feel like it. But not because crazy old ladies tell me to.
I will embarrass my family. Oh wait, I already do that.
I will sit on the curb (doesn't that poem include that?). Because we never get a decent seat for the
peach days parade.
I will wear hats. Because I have crappy hair days or I don't want new freckles.
I will not say whatever I want, even though I think about doing that alot. It may seem that I already do, but no, I think worse things than I say. Scary, eh?
I will still be alive, because if not, then I would be dead.

New Post.

Lovely place, eh?
The bench we photographed the kids on six years ago is gone because the flows overtook it.

Mike by Fishing Cone. He's not dumb enough to straddle it to fish from it.

Blogthis! yourself, picasa.

Maybe you thought you'd find Halloween pictures today. No, according to my schedule, those are two weeks out. I feel sure you will want to see all 300+ of our yellowstone pictures first.
(If you don't sense my sarcasm, maybe you don't know me all that well.) Here are my cute guys by some river in Yellowstone. Next is not my cute anything,
it is a coyote. Mike says it's not near as mangy as he's seen before. Then
there are some truly mangy looking elk. We found it an odd sight to see so many sitting there, in between the buildings. Then a lovely picture of Mammoth Hot Springs. Apparently you can only send four photos at a time from Picasa with the blogger button because there are two more somewhere.

Oh yeah, I did it. Took me long enough.

Well. There you have it. More pictures. Only problem is now we have about a gazillion pictures from Yellowstone to go through now. This is like the slide shows of yonder days, where you have people over and trap them in your home while forcing them to watch your slides/home movies of your vacation. At least that way you usually got dinner for your torture. This way you have to feed yourself.

Ah, phooey!

I meant to add about seven more pictures. After my fourth attempt, I got mad and quit for the moment. Today I had to finish Emily's new leotard and now Mike is canning grapes. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow.

Wanna see some pictures from our leaf-peeping expedition?

I dance, I sing, I (don't) steal things: the tag part two

I believe: (now that's a loaded question) that the church is true, some people aren't;most people are basically good; we reap what we sow; that everything will be ok in the end and if it's not ok, then it's not the end yet.
I dance: whenever I can and not as well as I used to. But it's still so fun.
I don't: pick up after myself. I should, I just don't.
I argue: in my head with people that I think are wrong. Most times it won't change anything to do it outloud.
I write: lists more than prose.
I win: uhm, almost no board games, but most of the "take a bath" fights.
I lose: at most games I play with Mike, but I don't care. He has to put away the game after. ha!
I wish: for world peace (that Miss Congeniality enough for you, Dave?) and to be translated before things get really ugly here on earth.
I listen: to music! All the time! All kinds! (ok, not all kinds. I really hate country and gangsta rap and heavy metal)
I can usually be found: asleep. At church, at home, in the car, you name it.
I am scared: of mice. very scared.
I need: way more sleep than other people, it seems. And something to watch or listen to while I do dishes.
I forget: (whoa, big list coming) all kinds of things, things at the store, to show up for visiting teaching appoinments, people's names, things I'm supposed to do..........
I am happy: when my kids are happy, when Mike laughs, when I listen to my favorite music loud in the car and think how beautiful the world is, when I think about how good I have it, when I think about how the Savior died for me so that I can be with my babies and Mike and my mommy and daddy forever, when my kids make good choices all by themselves, etc etc etc


ok, now I think Mom Julie should do this. That's what you get for saying you're waiting for my answers!

Don't feel bad, Julie A; I'm just not patient enough to find all those pictures.:(

Ok, Angie, I give. Part one:
I am: too impatient.
I know: just enough about things to be dangerous to myself.
I want: to feel good all the time.
I have: lots and lots of things to be grateful for, and also dirty dishes.
I dislike: pet hair
I miss: Washington
I feel: like I can never get caught up
I hear: pretty well. Try sneaking a cookie or planning a crime out loud in this house....
I smell: every smell, and some are not good.
I crave: whatever I want at the moment. Now, chocolate.
I cry: when men cry. How do you not?
I search: for keys and shoes and earrings and bills and everything
I wonder: what people think about me
I regret: moments I could have been nicer or reached out to someone
I love: Mike, my kids, family, sleeping, rain, (can this be a separate tag???)
I care: too much about people getting along and if people like me
I worry: about my kids, about people I love dying, about money, about other people's problems.. (this deserves its own list)
I remember: enough good things to feel happy and enough bad things to keep me careful


Next time: part two, including things about dancing, winning, and losing.

(insert evil laugh here)

I wasted too much time on facebook to make a real post. So now all of you with feeds will think I posted and you will come here and look and find that I have NOT really posted and I will have fooled you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Peach Days Kid's Parade and other business

My Handsome Husband. Yes, the capitals are on purpose. That's his name.

Our super-duper high quality first day of school photos. I think it might work out better if we took the first day of school photos on a different day. The important thing to notice here is that all three kids are wearing Mario shirts. Super swell!

The fam at the Bees game.
Tate and Hayden in the "rejection" seat. Haha.

Tate's chillin' on the corner. He's a Bunderson Bear now, and he's waited a long time to be one!
Emily and Tate are ready to roll. Well, Emily was walking, but you know what I mean. I didn't get any decent pictures during the parade because they were moving too fast. This was Hayden's first year as a spectator. I believe he found it very stimulating. NOT. And where were the popsicles afterwards???

more

Grandma looks just fine in a hat, doesn't she?
For our friends.
feeding the emu
Last night I got things messed up and then I was too tired to change anything and also I didn't care.

Labor Day, Fun Day

We went to visit Grandma Julie and Grandpa Dave, who took us to the EASTERN IDAHO STATE FAIR! Here are some of the highlights.

"OH MY"

I finally learned how to edit movies. I cut a bit off this movie of Tate playing with my parents' neighbor's cat. Mike just told Tate that I was putting videos of him on the internet and he said (waving his hands in the air), "No, no, no. Not if she's putting it on youtube...No, no, no.." What a kid. Mike and I have been too sick to care much about anything. So we have been very lazy. But tomorrow school starts. This would be when some might blog about how much they love their kids and what they hope for the future. My kids don't read my blog, they only want to see other people's pics and videos. So I am going to actually tell them, to their face, "You're just so darn fetching precious to me, you little stinkerheads. Don't do drugs." That is how they will know I love them. Also because I get up in the night when they call and I make lunches and listen to them when they talk and I tell them no all the time and yes sometimes. And also, I might tell them that I love them, sometimes. I am cranky when I don't feel good. Now here is the video.

So this is why I have so many posts with one picture each: I was using Picasa and I hit the "Blog this" button. But then I had to save each draft and then I couldn't figure out how to consolidate them. I hope it's ok I posted your child's picture, but it's easier than sending an email and I AM the lazy one here. Also here is a movie of Cody splashing. ha!

Nephew Josh--too quick with the fork and me too slow with the camera!

Niece Alexis