So in sacrament meeting on Sunday the scouts were reporting on scout camp. The first kid gets up and pretty quick off mentions how this year he brought chips for the poker game. I'm not offended by this, but I know plenty of people who would be.
Next up is a leader who mentions how he feels privileged to have been invited to the poker game. Really, so you were endorsing this?!?! It's one thing to know it's going on, perhaps say, "You know President Hinckley counseled against this?" Then leave them to make their own decisions. But maybe you shouldn't play with them.
The next leader, the YM Pres, gets up and says, "Don't worry. It wasn't poker. It was Texas Hold'em." So perhaps we can say he was innocent of the transgression, because he didn't realize that Texas Hold'em was poker.
Personally, I think this is what should go on at scout camp. You're supposed to do contraband things. Especially, if no one gets hurt. And we were assured by the first kid that no money was exchanged, just chips. No harm, no foul. But I can imagine there are going to be some folks busting down the bishop's door for this.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Happy 4th
The weekend is only 1/2 over and we're already exhausted from the celebrating. We started off early Saturday morning with a parade in Liberty. Dylan was really excited because he got to ride a horse in it. (no pictures, my hands were full) From there we were off to Tooele to spend the day with cousins. 
I've decided that one of the advantages to having 2 kids is so you can dress them alike because it's so cute. But you will not find a picture of them together. A few families in their neighborhood rented an inflatable slide that was sheer chaos.
DVS only felt brave enough to ride once most of the bigger kids went home.
After that he was going down yelling, "rock and roll!"
Once some of the kids started to get tired the grown ups had a turn. It was really fun if you jumped, then you bounced as you slid, hit your heels to end with a tumble and crash. My head was spinning for a while since I did that over and over. Tons of fun though. 
Not my kid but I really love Canyon's face in this one. I showed it to him, then he wanted me to take more of him, and had to check with me after every time he went down to see if I got a good one of him. 
I've got to put my favorite sis-in-law Melissa on here because she held my baby the whole time and she's super hot. You would all be so lucky to be related to someone so awesome.
Then time for the rodeo. To me a rodeo is about as American as it gets. I cry at the opening of every rodeo where they acknowledge all the armed forces and sing the national anthem. I wish I were awesome enough to compete in a rodeo(doing what, I don't know), but maybe I would just settle on being the girl that rides around with the flags. It's closer to my skill level. Evan and Whitney joined us for the rodeo.
I would like to say we ended this crazy day with the beautiful sunset followed by fireworks.
But no, we don't know when to quit. We went back to Matt and Melissa's to watch the UFC fights. Or at least the parts I could unglue my eyelids for. Happy Birthday America!
I've decided that one of the advantages to having 2 kids is so you can dress them alike because it's so cute. But you will not find a picture of them together. A few families in their neighborhood rented an inflatable slide that was sheer chaos.
DVS only felt brave enough to ride once most of the bigger kids went home.
After that he was going down yelling, "rock and roll!"
Once some of the kids started to get tired the grown ups had a turn. It was really fun if you jumped, then you bounced as you slid, hit your heels to end with a tumble and crash. My head was spinning for a while since I did that over and over. Tons of fun though. 
Not my kid but I really love Canyon's face in this one. I showed it to him, then he wanted me to take more of him, and had to check with me after every time he went down to see if I got a good one of him. 
I've got to put my favorite sis-in-law Melissa on here because she held my baby the whole time and she's super hot. You would all be so lucky to be related to someone so awesome.Then time for the rodeo. To me a rodeo is about as American as it gets. I cry at the opening of every rodeo where they acknowledge all the armed forces and sing the national anthem. I wish I were awesome enough to compete in a rodeo(doing what, I don't know), but maybe I would just settle on being the girl that rides around with the flags. It's closer to my skill level. Evan and Whitney joined us for the rodeo.
I would like to say we ended this crazy day with the beautiful sunset followed by fireworks.
But no, we don't know when to quit. We went back to Matt and Melissa's to watch the UFC fights. Or at least the parts I could unglue my eyelids for. Happy Birthday America!
Friday, July 2, 2010
Accent Marketing
It's been a long time since I've blogged about anything but my kids. Since moving we now have basic TV channels in our room. We didn't have any TV at our last house and we still don't in the rest of the house. But since having Maisy I'll lounge on our bed to feed her and I'll turn on the TV. I am truly irritated when companies use foreign accents to sell their products. I realize that research shows people fall for this ploy all the time, but I don't think that someone with an accent is more sophisticated, cultured or educated than I am. So why would I do what they say. Seriously why would I buy insurance from a lizard with a British accent, or allergy medicine from a bee that sounds like Antonio Bandaras.
Also that Abby Barnell, or whoever she is, that does the radio news updates with the accent makes me want to tear my eyes out. I can't stand her, I think she's snobbish. I don't really know her, I just don't want to listen to her.
Also that Abby Barnell, or whoever she is, that does the radio news updates with the accent makes me want to tear my eyes out. I can't stand her, I think she's snobbish. I don't really know her, I just don't want to listen to her.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Uncle Wayne
My sister, Michelle, said it best so I'm just going to copy it. This is who he was for us.
Thanks Uncle Wayne for being a constant in our lives. You were always there, you never moved away from us, you never changed your beliefs, you were always there to entertain us, whether it was a joke, a cartoon voice or sing to us. I think you knew so much trivia that you could have put my husband to shame. Thanks for sacrificing so much to be our Uncle here on earth, I will miss you!
Thanks Uncle Wayne for being a constant in our lives. You were always there, you never moved away from us, you never changed your beliefs, you were always there to entertain us, whether it was a joke, a cartoon voice or sing to us. I think you knew so much trivia that you could have put my husband to shame. Thanks for sacrificing so much to be our Uncle here on earth, I will miss you!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Sewing Bug
Once I start sewing one thing, I can't stop. I want to just make more things, regardless of whether they are necessary.
This first set is necessary. I needed padded covers for my new trailer/jogger so the nylon straps didn't cut into my kids necks.
To take the new stroller and covers for a test run we went roller blading. Unfortunately Maisy needs to grow a little to really fit.
And this is what I look like after my first aerobic workout in 2 months.
Then just because I liked this material and I felt that I needed a bag for the library, I made this.
Please pretend like I don't have a closet full of bags that could do the same thing.
In the middle of all this sewing we had a couple of bloody noses. This is what one looks like mostly cleaned up.
I feel like I need to teach Dylan to say, "You should have seen the other guy." Poor kid. I had to take a picture because I just couldn't believe the amount of blood.
So, I trying to copy Claire's cute headbands this is what I came up with. It's a little big and unproportional to Maisy's tiny head, but I think it's moving in the right direction.
All of these were just scraps of material I had left over from other sewing projects, so this headband isn't exactly the cutest material. But try to catch the vision.
This first set is necessary. I needed padded covers for my new trailer/jogger so the nylon straps didn't cut into my kids necks.
To take the new stroller and covers for a test run we went roller blading. Unfortunately Maisy needs to grow a little to really fit.
And this is what I look like after my first aerobic workout in 2 months.
Then just because I liked this material and I felt that I needed a bag for the library, I made this.
Please pretend like I don't have a closet full of bags that could do the same thing.In the middle of all this sewing we had a couple of bloody noses. This is what one looks like mostly cleaned up.
I feel like I need to teach Dylan to say, "You should have seen the other guy." Poor kid. I had to take a picture because I just couldn't believe the amount of blood.So, I trying to copy Claire's cute headbands this is what I came up with. It's a little big and unproportional to Maisy's tiny head, but I think it's moving in the right direction.
All of these were just scraps of material I had left over from other sewing projects, so this headband isn't exactly the cutest material. But try to catch the vision.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
First Waterski Trip
So we had our first waterski trip of the season. Hopefully the first of many more, since it rained almost every weekend last summer.
Dylan was very excited to drive fast and splash off the swim deck. The real danger in letting a 2 year old drive is you have to have room for a full serpentine pattern. He turns the wheel all the way one way then back again.
But he was not too happy about me taking a picture of him in his cute suit before we left. Maisy on the other hand looks adorable even though she had been crying too.
I was really surprised when Wes got right in to wakeboard. He hasn't done it much since he broke his eye in a face plant a few years ago. And I thought he'd wimp out from the cold water, seeing as how it's still so early in the year. Well the water was 71 and Wes was going for it.
As a side note, I'm really impressed with Wes. He's biked to work the last couple of days in an effort to get into shape. Heaven knows it's not to help the environment. He says he needs more leg strength and endurance for wakeboarding and skate boarding, so he can do what he wants. I'm very proud, but we'll see how long it lasts.
Dylan was a cheerleader, clapping and saying, "Good job, Unc Ev."
That's when he wasn't putting the moves on Evan's girlfriend Whitney.
Maisy was a trooper in a life jacket that was way too big for her, but the smallest they make. And she was definitely happier when the boat was going.
My pride couldn't let Wes get in and me sit on the boat. So I sucked it up and did a very little bit of wakeboarding too late in the day.
The water was really rough, so we'll call it a practice run, seeing how it's the first trip of the season and all. Not because I had a hungry baby on the boat.
We ended the trip in the new tube so Dylan could get out and do something.
He has no fear just going back and forth between Evan and I like he couldn't go flying off if we didn't have a hold of him.
Dylan was very excited to drive fast and splash off the swim deck. The real danger in letting a 2 year old drive is you have to have room for a full serpentine pattern. He turns the wheel all the way one way then back again.
But he was not too happy about me taking a picture of him in his cute suit before we left. Maisy on the other hand looks adorable even though she had been crying too.
I was really surprised when Wes got right in to wakeboard. He hasn't done it much since he broke his eye in a face plant a few years ago. And I thought he'd wimp out from the cold water, seeing as how it's still so early in the year. Well the water was 71 and Wes was going for it.
As a side note, I'm really impressed with Wes. He's biked to work the last couple of days in an effort to get into shape. Heaven knows it's not to help the environment. He says he needs more leg strength and endurance for wakeboarding and skate boarding, so he can do what he wants. I'm very proud, but we'll see how long it lasts.Dylan was a cheerleader, clapping and saying, "Good job, Unc Ev."
That's when he wasn't putting the moves on Evan's girlfriend Whitney.
Maisy was a trooper in a life jacket that was way too big for her, but the smallest they make. And she was definitely happier when the boat was going.My pride couldn't let Wes get in and me sit on the boat. So I sucked it up and did a very little bit of wakeboarding too late in the day.
The water was really rough, so we'll call it a practice run, seeing how it's the first trip of the season and all. Not because I had a hungry baby on the boat.We ended the trip in the new tube so Dylan could get out and do something.
He has no fear just going back and forth between Evan and I like he couldn't go flying off if we didn't have a hold of him.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I Can't Keep Up
I'm lame. I haven't taken my own pictures. I'm stealing these from my mom's blog.
I had my magical 29th birthday on the 29th of May. I would like the point to be taken that I will not get any older than this. It's done. I might reconsider if I can turn 30 on a beach after a good dive.
This year we had my birthday party in the back yard. Not because it's amazingly nice, but because the river in the canyon scares me with little kids around. It was great and thanks everyone for coming to the last birthday party I'll ever have.
I have the best husband who got me everything I wanted for my birthday even if he wasn't planning on it. I'm spoiled. I got a bike trailer/jogger, and I've already biked to the grocery store twice with Dylan. On a side note I'm super out of shape and thought my legs would fall off. I have also joined the 21st century by getting an ipod. I'm still not allowed to download songs at our house, but it's a start.
Maisy had her 2 month check up today and though you might not be able to tell from the picture, her head is too small.
We have to check back in a month to see if her head has grown together or if we need to get x-rays. All I know is that I don't want to have another baby have a major surgery. This time feels less life and death so I'm not so worried. She's a beautiful baby with wonderfully squishy cheeks that are the best to kiss. She has the cutest dimple when she smiles, and she thinks it's funny to stick her tongue out at you. If she gets upset while on her tummy she pushes with her legs and has done a lap around her crib. And her hair is growing back in quite nicely. There may be piggies by 1 year yet.
This little kid is a chip off the old block. Here he is dressed like his dad. He flips his sunglasses to the back of his head to be like dad. He told me he goes to the "man store" with dad, not mom. Today he told me he needed a backpack to go to school. I told him he had to have another birthday before he could go to school. It made me kind of sad that he wants to grow up at all. I want him to just stay little and drive his trucks all over the couch.
I had my magical 29th birthday on the 29th of May. I would like the point to be taken that I will not get any older than this. It's done. I might reconsider if I can turn 30 on a beach after a good dive.
This year we had my birthday party in the back yard. Not because it's amazingly nice, but because the river in the canyon scares me with little kids around. It was great and thanks everyone for coming to the last birthday party I'll ever have.I have the best husband who got me everything I wanted for my birthday even if he wasn't planning on it. I'm spoiled. I got a bike trailer/jogger, and I've already biked to the grocery store twice with Dylan. On a side note I'm super out of shape and thought my legs would fall off. I have also joined the 21st century by getting an ipod. I'm still not allowed to download songs at our house, but it's a start.
Maisy had her 2 month check up today and though you might not be able to tell from the picture, her head is too small.
We have to check back in a month to see if her head has grown together or if we need to get x-rays. All I know is that I don't want to have another baby have a major surgery. This time feels less life and death so I'm not so worried. She's a beautiful baby with wonderfully squishy cheeks that are the best to kiss. She has the cutest dimple when she smiles, and she thinks it's funny to stick her tongue out at you. If she gets upset while on her tummy she pushes with her legs and has done a lap around her crib. And her hair is growing back in quite nicely. There may be piggies by 1 year yet. This little kid is a chip off the old block. Here he is dressed like his dad. He flips his sunglasses to the back of his head to be like dad. He told me he goes to the "man store" with dad, not mom. Today he told me he needed a backpack to go to school. I told him he had to have another birthday before he could go to school. It made me kind of sad that he wants to grow up at all. I want him to just stay little and drive his trucks all over the couch.
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