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.