Monday, August 17, 2015

Little Happenings

The kids watching TV, their brain cells dying before my very eyes, but peace comes with a price.   
 This peace came at the price of toilet paper rolls and tampons.  Totally worth it.  Metta loves filling those tubes up.
 There was no peace with this incident.  Max was blessed with a hairy little body and pulling gum off of it was agony for the little guy.  We tried all the methods we could think of.  With many tears, the string of gum came off, but that big wad at the nape of his neck wasn't budging. That monster stayed there for a week!  Finally we just shaved it off with his hair.  Easy as that.  
 I honestly can't remember a lick about this picture.
 Melty chocolate in a carseat.
 New front door.
My handyman, I call him Marcos, holding my mirror frame in an almost finished bathroom. He worked hard at the beginning of summer to get this project done.  
Staining pillars at my current "flipper" house.  The darn thing hasn't sold yet.

Kansas City Visit 2015

We had such a delightful time visiting the Hendersons this summer.  Our 9 days flew by.  Anne was baptized.  We went to a fun farm park. We took many walks.  Charlotte lives in a beautiful neighborhood.  House gawking was a daily must. And she lives less than a mile from Trader Joes, so we walked there several times. My mom, Damon and I always ended up sleeping in the living room.  We had such a fun time playing cards and talking.  Damon is quite the talker late at night.  We shopped at estate sales.  Julia and Metta tortured each other. Anne indulged Zannah.  It was a good time indeed.    







 This is my favorite picture of the whole trip!  My mom singing songs with Metta on the flight home.  Speaking of the flights, the first leg of the trip I was solo with the kids and it was rough.  Metta's ears must have bothered her because she screamed the entire flight and the gentleman in front of us was very annoyed.  The flights home were total opposite.  Grandmas are lifesavers, that's for certain.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Hair

After too many nights of tears when trying to comb through Zannah's long mane, we convinced her to chop it off.  This was in large part to seeing her cousin Eleanor with a fresh new bob at the family reunion.  I was in need of a change myself so we chopped together.  It was a fun day and no tears (eat that Marcus and Lex).  I have been known to cry occasionally over hair cuts and can't seem to hear the end of it.  



Zannah made me go first and then almost chickened out when it was her turn.  After she finally consented and the deed was done, she loved it.  That little beauty can pull off any haircut she wants to.

Sunday, May 31, 2015

May 2015


 Zannah joined the ECHO (Elmore County Hispanic Organization) dance group.  It is such a cute group and she looked beautiful dancing.
 Last day of first grade for this girl.
 This was Marcus dropping us off at the airport to fly to Charlotte's.  I was a teary mess and so was Metta.
 Working on our second "flipper" house.  I worked my rear off to get it done before we left for Kansas.
 Cousin Natalie graduated highschool.
Zannah lost her first tooth!  Well, she got it pulled at the dentist.  She has crazy teeth that hang on for dear life.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Last Day of School

Last day of school for this sassy girl.  Let the summer begin!

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Max Turned 5

We headed out to Grandma Dana's and Papa Tom's for Max's birthday.  The kids attempted to have their first swim of the year.  But, it was still pretty chilly. He also got to celebrate at Grandma Becca's and Papa Max's house.




Interview with a fresh 5 year old.

Max, how old are you?  Um, five. Mom, wait,  I said it like this, “five” (said in a deep voice)

How do you like being five? Because I can do lots of stuff and I get to go to school.

What is your favorite color? Black and blue

What are you going to be when you grow up? A police and cowboy.

Why do you want to be those things?  Because I love them

Why are you so handsome? Because I got my church clothes on.

What is your favorite thing to eat?  Hamburgers and tacos. TACO TUESDAY!!  HOT POP TUESDAY!!

What do you like to do? Work with my grandpas!  Did someone say soccer? Im in for that.  And basketball and soccer and snow princess. I'm in for the snow princess game. 

What do you think about Metta?  Happy, ‘cause she is soooooooo hot poppy.

How do you feel about our family?  Ummmm, good.


Whats your favorite thing to do in the summer?  Go out and go to the beach and play sandcastles with dad.  



Max is one funny dude.  Here are some things he has said of late.

Said as I was spraying sunscreen on his chest: "Mom, my nibbles don't need sunscreen!"

He got a new stuffed dog and immediately named it Devil Dog. 

Whenever we are driving to either Papa's house, he asks at least twenty times, "Are we in Papa's world yet?"  

We floated the Boise river recently.  About an hour into it, the winds came and it started pouring on us.  It was miserable.  Metta was crying, I wanted to cry. I looked back at Max in the little raft behind us and with tears in his eyes he sadly said, "I didn't know this would happen."   Marcus and I laughed and laughed, it was such a cute, innocent comment at a crappy moment.  

A primary song we sing a lot is A Child's Prayer.  The lyrics are as such.  "Heavenly Father are you really there? And do you hear and answer every child's prayer?"  Max loves this song, but he sings it like this. "Heavenly Father are you really there? How can I help you if you're so far away?"     

If we are talking about a movie he hasn't seen, or a place he hasn't been to, or food he hasn't tasted, he emphatically tells us he has.  I assure him he hasn't and he responds with, "Yes I have!  In my other life, I was in Anastasia's belly and we saw that movie!"      

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Independent little bugger

Me:  Zannah do you want me to go with you on your zoo field trip?

Z: Yes. (Notable hesitation)

Me: Are you sure you want me to go?

Z: Will it hurt your feelings?

Me: No, tell me what you really want.

Z: I don't want you to go.

Me: Can you tell me why?

Z: I want to be a big girl.  You can't go to college with me.