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.

Broken Bones

Little Maxer had a horse accident at our family reunion and broke both forearm bones.  He was such a champ for the whole saga. He slept MOST of the time in the ER.  Minus the sleepless nights, he has adjusted so well to being a one-armed show.

Don't ask me how he got up on the mantle with one arm, I'm guessing he had help from the sidekick next to him.

Funny ER story: after they gave Max morphine and codeine to help him relax while they set his bones in place, the Doctor asked Marcus and I if we wanted to stay in the room and watch or step outside.  I chose to stay and Marcus chose to leave.  As Marcus was exiting, Max groggily opened his eyes and said, "Sit down Daddy" and that was that, Marcus had to watch it too. 

And that is how we ended up with this phone pic.

Zannah-Happenings

In the last month Z has asked both grandmas what "those are" whilst sitting on their laps and groping their chests.
One conversation went like this:
Z: Are these your hips?
Grandma: No hips are down here.
Z: Oh, what are they then?
G: Well it's my chest.
Z: Hmmm, they look like balls.
You might find it fascinating (or not) that Z has showered with me since she was a baby and she has NEVER, not once, asked me what "those are". 

At bedtime:
Zannah: Will you sleep with me mom?
Me: No you are a big girl.
Zannah: Please I need a woman to sleep with me.
Me: You have bunny to sleep with.
Zannah, "No mom! I need a real woman to sleep with me!!"
In my head: Well keep on looking deary, because until you hit puberty, there isn't a real woman in this house. 

Last but not least, we found the Z-miester's jackpot last night. At dinner I told the kids whoever ate their whole plate would get a cookie. I started cleaning up dinner and Marcus caught Z coming out of Max's room with her empty plate. Lo and behold, we found a pile of food behind Max's dresser that consisted of scrambled eggs, strawberries, carrots, blueberries and quesadillas. And here I was smugly thinking for weeks that she had become such a great eater. Awesome.

Happy Birthday Max!

Here are some fun things you have been up to:

You swallowed a quarter this week and we are happy to say that it has exited. 

You are addicted to your binky and I don't have the heart to take it away yet.

You're a daddy's boy through and through.  Or a Papa's boy.  You definitely prefer hanging with the boys. 

You love animals and pretend to be a dog or cat frequently.  Mealtimes can be comical when you decide to eat like a cat.

You are so stinking polite.  You say "thank you" for everything and will NOT stop saying it until we say "You are welcome".

We have to kiss any and all bodily injuries.

You have started to like talking on the phone.  Papa Max and Yeck (Lex) are loving that you call one of them daily. 

You are afraid of the sprinklers. 

We just love you Max!  We love your laid back style and your funny personality.  What a miracle you are to our family.   

Friends plus General Conference

Our dear friends Matt and Jenny and their boys Graham and Harrison drove from Utah to play for a weekend.  It happened to be General Conference weekend.  We had such a great time and stayed up way too late talking, just like old times.  We swam, shopped, and listened to good talks.  

Such nice boys!

Random Pics of January thru April

Max is a good sport.

 Truth be told, he likes to dress up as much as the Z-meister.

 We visited an aquarium.  They had some cool displays where you could pet the fish.

 Birthday dinner with Grandma and Papa Tom.

 Max holding Uncle Wayne's chicken.

 A visit to Grandma and Papa Max's. 

 I thought Zannah was serious about Easter Egg hunting last year.  She upped her game this year.  We had a hard time convincing her there were no more eggs long after the other kids had gone. 

Christmas was only 5 months ago

I'm an awesome mom and got one picture of Christmas morning.  We did get video footage, so I console myself with that. 

 We attempted to ice skate.

 Beatiful Angela and Maxer. 

 Building ginger-bread houses. 

I really should record things as they happen so I can write deatils, but by the pictures I think Christmas was a good time.