Halloween 2012

Zannah, of course, was a princess.  She looked like she does almost every other day of the week.  I loved that it was so easy.

Max was "The Queen!" by day and a monkey by night.  We barely talked him out of a dress for the ward tunk or treat that night.  Although he looks like a monk axe-murderer to me. 

Marcus was a "door" and I had the letter "C" pinned all over me.  Get it?  We were the Dorseys.  (We are so funny)                                                                                      

Thanksgiving 2012

We had Thanksgiving at our house this year.  The brothers and sisters-in-law came and we dearly missed Charlotte's family and my mom and dad, the latter were in Colorado having a massive get together there.  During the Holidays, I wish more frequently that we all lived in a compound.

We made a grand time of it.  We ate a big lunch and then napped. Grandma Dana and Papa Tom took the kiddos Thursday night.  So, us 7 adults turned out all the lights in the house and played sardines.  Lex won that game by laying at the head of the bed under the covers like he was the pillow. We couldn't find him for at least 30 minutes.  Then we headed up to Wal-mart for some early black friday shopping.  It was a stinky, packed tight-as-sardines adventure in and of itself.
 

Notice where Lex's hands are in this pic.  He is such a gomer.  Also, do Justin and I look like twins or what? 

What is being said 'round here.....

Zannah (after I had raised my voice towards her): Mom, the Holy Ghost just left you.

Me: Yes, thank you Zannah.

Zannah: Well, maybe when you start talking nice again, he'll come back.


We had company over and Max had decided to strip down and go commando.  We were about to eat, so Marcus was attempting to put a diaper on him and Max was refusing.  Marcus took him into his room and shut the door until he agreed to the diaper.  Max screamed and cried and finally calmed down after he found a little bell and bead.

Max: Daddddd, yook what I haaaaave.  A piece of bubble gum! (holding up the bell).  You can have it if you yet me ooooouuuut.  

Marcus: No thanks. I don't want bubble gum.  

Max, without missing a beat:  Daddddd,  yook what I haaaaaave.  Some Boise Staaaaaaate (holding up the bead).  You can have it if you yet me ooooouuuut.