This is before.
This is in the process.
And the end.
Post exercise, bike ride and play time.
And the side view.
The curls appear to be gone. That happened with Maggie, too. We'll see how it is after a wash or two.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Happy Haircut
Ami finally agreed to the haircut.
This is before.
This is in the process.
And the end.
Post exercise, bike ride and play time.
And the side view.
The curls appear to be gone. That happened with Maggie, too. We'll see how it is after a wash or two.
This is before.
This is in the process.
And the end.
Post exercise, bike ride and play time.
And the side view.
The curls appear to be gone. That happened with Maggie, too. We'll see how it is after a wash or two.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Choices
Do you want a haircut?
no.
What are you doing with mom's nylons?
On.
Do you think mom will like you taking her nylons?
Yes!
I am not going to help you, you'll have to put them on yourself.
'kay!
Do you want your cast off tomorrow?
hu-huh.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
And God granted me a... soccer player
After coaching Maggie through four seasons of prancing, dancing, flower picking, nose picking, counting the holes in the net, ["watch the ball Maggie! so she] made binoculars with her hands as the ball goes through her legs, I started coaching Tim.
Glor-y glory hallelujah.
He's built like a tank, and so he pushes his way to the center of the bunchie-ball and kicks it out. Then dribbles down the field and scores.
Three times. Hat trick.
I was so happy I bought him a fish.
He named it Oscar. We finished the title:
OSCAR
EL DEMONIO BLANCO DE LA MAR, EL MATADOR DE LOS PESCADOS
A well-deserved 4-3 victory. Largely because of Tim.
Finally.
Glor-y glory hallelujah.
He's built like a tank, and so he pushes his way to the center of the bunchie-ball and kicks it out. Then dribbles down the field and scores.
Three times. Hat trick.
I was so happy I bought him a fish.
He named it Oscar. We finished the title:
OSCAR
EL DEMONIO BLANCO DE LA MAR, EL MATADOR DE LOS PESCADOS
A well-deserved 4-3 victory. Largely because of Tim.
Finally.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
The Correct Pronunciation is, YEEEEEEEEE HHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAW
This week we went to Cowboy camp. It is when those who have never rode a horse go through a crash course on life simplified. It was AWESOME. A fellow S&I family was gracious to invite us to their homestead in Southern Idaho. Fresh air. Fresh food from a garden (don't ask about ours this year). Sleeping at the base of a canyon by a creek (by the way, that word is supposed to rhyme with stick). A breakfast of champions. Riding horses. Log cabin... Makes coming home depressing.
Some of the priceless lines from the trip:
"Brake, dangit, brake, BRRAAKE." - David as his steed took him directly towards and then into a low hanging branch, yes, he forgot the word "whoa".
"Are we going upstairs?" - David trying to remember the word for uphill as his horse moved around. This was his first time on a moving horse not attached to a carousel, pure comedy. I've never seen him so out of his element. He couldn't even speak straight, which has never happened without prescribed drugs.
"Would you like to ride a horse?" "NO." That's the clearest and loudest our third has ever spoken. No need to follow that up with "are you sure?"
Great babysitters also!
The horses: Dusty, Queen with Princess in the background.
In the Celestial Kingdom there are three degrees of glory...
We need to cook that first...
Happiness is... Tim in the saddle, and Maggie near a boy...
From some of the pictures below, you can tell we had not quite got the hang of getting the horses to go where we wanted. This was as close as we could pose by each other and the tallest mountain in southern Idaho.
Some of the priceless lines from the trip:
"Brake, dangit, brake, BRRAAKE." - David as his steed took him directly towards and then into a low hanging branch, yes, he forgot the word "whoa".
"Are we going upstairs?" - David trying to remember the word for uphill as his horse moved around. This was his first time on a moving horse not attached to a carousel, pure comedy. I've never seen him so out of his element. He couldn't even speak straight, which has never happened without prescribed drugs.
"Would you like to ride a horse?" "NO." That's the clearest and loudest our third has ever spoken. No need to follow that up with "are you sure?"
Great babysitters also!
The horses: Dusty, Queen with Princess in the background.
In the Celestial Kingdom there are three degrees of glory...
We need to cook that first...
Happiness is... Tim in the saddle, and Maggie near a boy...
From some of the pictures below, you can tell we had not quite got the hang of getting the horses to go where we wanted. This was as close as we could pose by each other and the tallest mountain in southern Idaho.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
When was the last time you held a million dollars?
For me? Sunday. Melissa opted to take a nap instead. (She claims the nap was worth it). I visited one of the nation's largest private book collections. I always wondered what my friend's dad did... now I know why we never went into his office.
One of 250 known original copies of the first printing of the Book of Mormon.
Street value: a cool mil.
Real value: priceless.
Many thanks Brother B. for sharing your rare collection.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sshhhh - no telling.
The two secret answers for those that read our blog (not to be shared with heathens that do not) are:
Yes.
February 12th.
Yes.
February 12th.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Oregon Trails: Backyard Camping Edition
10:09 P.M. As you look into the sky, there are two tiny clouds on the horizon. Temperature inside the tent is 85 degrees. Outside is a pleasant 70 degrees. Do you (a) leave the rain fly on the tent, (b) intelligently take off the rain fly but leave it partially connected on one side, (c) allow your wife to take it off and put it in the furthermost part of your house?
C
1:02 A.M. Your wife awakes you and you realize that the water on your face is not drool. A pleasant surprise, but only for a moment. A light drizzle has started to permeate your tent, which has a complete mesh top, and your family is getting wet. Do you (a) throw a blanket over your youngest daughter so she can have her first water-boarding experience, (b) tell your oldest daughter to "can [her] whimpering" and "take it like a man", (c) ask your wife to go find the rain-fly as you try to locate the cell phones so they don't get wet, (d) all of the above?
D
1:03 A.M. The drizzle has switched to a flash summer desert downpour of 33 degree rain and you are standing outside the tent. Your hairless dome does not soak up any water and you are soaked to the nether regions. Your wife has not returned, did she (a) slip and slide down your front yard grassy mud trying to take a turn while running barefoot, (b) have trouble getting up while laughing at herself, (c) catch the rain-fly in the door on the return trip and nearly ruin your new tent (d) all of the above?
D
1:04 A.M. You daughters are still whimpering and gasping for air. Your son has (a) awoken and started doing an indian rain dance naked on his foam pad, (b) slid down to the bottom corner of the tent on an interior river of water (c) covered himself, starting his own waterboarding process, and fallen back to sleep.
C
1:06 A.M. You are now completely drenched. Your wife is still laughing. The neighbors are shutting their windows in angst. Under her sleeping bag, your oldest has started to pray for deliverance from this evil. The rain-fly is tangled. You have died of dysentery.
1:07 A.M. The rainfly is in place, and you begin transferring things from inside the tent to the kitchen. In what order do you take things in? (a) The panic-stricken oldest child who is wondering why this happens to people even after they pray, (b) the passed-out from lack of air, asleep other children, (c) the cell phones, (d) the guns, (e) the shoes, (f) the sleeping bags and pads.
c-d-b-a-e-f
1:09 A.M. The rain has stopped. Your 9th layer of your epidermis has started the water absorption process. Your kitchen is a pile of gear. You must now spend the next 25 minutes getting things to areas of the house where they can properly dry. You are completely awake. You stare out the window as the powers-that-be laugh, having proven again His sense of humor. Happy 4th of July. Good job declaring your independence from any pioneer-heritage-manliness, you ninny.
C
1:02 A.M. Your wife awakes you and you realize that the water on your face is not drool. A pleasant surprise, but only for a moment. A light drizzle has started to permeate your tent, which has a complete mesh top, and your family is getting wet. Do you (a) throw a blanket over your youngest daughter so she can have her first water-boarding experience, (b) tell your oldest daughter to "can [her] whimpering" and "take it like a man", (c) ask your wife to go find the rain-fly as you try to locate the cell phones so they don't get wet, (d) all of the above?
D
1:03 A.M. The drizzle has switched to a flash summer desert downpour of 33 degree rain and you are standing outside the tent. Your hairless dome does not soak up any water and you are soaked to the nether regions. Your wife has not returned, did she (a) slip and slide down your front yard grassy mud trying to take a turn while running barefoot, (b) have trouble getting up while laughing at herself, (c) catch the rain-fly in the door on the return trip and nearly ruin your new tent (d) all of the above?
D
1:04 A.M. You daughters are still whimpering and gasping for air. Your son has (a) awoken and started doing an indian rain dance naked on his foam pad, (b) slid down to the bottom corner of the tent on an interior river of water (c) covered himself, starting his own waterboarding process, and fallen back to sleep.
C
1:06 A.M. You are now completely drenched. Your wife is still laughing. The neighbors are shutting their windows in angst. Under her sleeping bag, your oldest has started to pray for deliverance from this evil. The rain-fly is tangled. You have died of dysentery.
1:07 A.M. The rainfly is in place, and you begin transferring things from inside the tent to the kitchen. In what order do you take things in? (a) The panic-stricken oldest child who is wondering why this happens to people even after they pray, (b) the passed-out from lack of air, asleep other children, (c) the cell phones, (d) the guns, (e) the shoes, (f) the sleeping bags and pads.
c-d-b-a-e-f
1:09 A.M. The rain has stopped. Your 9th layer of your epidermis has started the water absorption process. Your kitchen is a pile of gear. You must now spend the next 25 minutes getting things to areas of the house where they can properly dry. You are completely awake. You stare out the window as the powers-that-be laugh, having proven again His sense of humor. Happy 4th of July. Good job declaring your independence from any pioneer-heritage-manliness, you ninny.
