'Short' and Silly

Here's a funny from Mid since I am too lazy (read, I REALLY should be doing laundry and dishes) to download pics of the house.
A few weeks ago the kids and I had a FHE on geneology and temple work. I likened eternal families to a chain with links that were together or broken. You have to understand that part so you know where her comment is coming from.
We were driving home from Helper and Mads says...........How many grandpa's and grandma's do we have?
Me..........name them all and count at the same time
Mads.................(names the whole bus load of viable relatives) then says.....Man we really need to put our chain back together.
Ya Mammy, we do.

Walkin and Rollin

I have done all possible to discourage Max from growing up. This includes beginning to walk. He has been most helpful by insisting that I never put him down. Lately though, he has taken to spending some of his free time (he has a lot) on the ground. This lead to climbing. He climbs to the top of the bunk beds, on top of the highchair, he can scale the table and throw bananas off, he can climb and descend stairs and climb the couch and drop off the back. Sad events have unfolded because of this new technique. He has learned to walk. This is Max after climbing onto the couch. He is happy!!

Like any child asked to do something that didn't originate from their own mind first...........this is Max shrieking because I asked him to stand up so I could take a picture.

This is Max truly heart broken over the fact that Madison and I made him stand up for a picture. Walking was out of the question. He just now walked to me and climbed on my back and made horse riding sounds while I post this. He will not however do that for a camera.

Extreme Handsomeness Part 2.........or The Fight For Genetic Dominance

Well my wee Jack finally succumbed to his faulty DNA and has glasses. Luckily for him, what was once extremely handsome is now freakishly extremely handsome. He is so friggin' adorable!! This is the first time though, that I feel guilt over my genetic culpability. I feel so bad that his poor eyesight came from me. I should feel guilty that their personalities came from me too, but I don't. Shy geniuses with a wicked sense of humor are a commodity. Just kidding......their dad is a genius too and his kind is even better because he is the stick it out kind of genius and I am the kind that gives up if I wasn't already born knowing everything.

Alas, as I have been looking at my wee bonny bairns.........they are a pile of fighting DNA. They have sweet mutt hair coloring, neither definitively mine or Jason's. Jason was a toe head when he was little and my hair has always been very dark. The nuggets vary between dark blonde (although she refuses to acknowledge her hair as ANY kind of blonde) to dead Jack rabbit fur, light brown, and rusty blonde. The windows to their souls are a marriage of brown and gold, rust and olive green. Many mistake their eyes for brown but they are an ever changing shade of hazel.

I just love trying to figure out what parts of them are more like Jason or I. That is one of the reasons I love to have kids. Everytime one of them is born it is like the best Christmas surprise ever. You kind of know what you are asking for and then you look under the tree, and by Jove you got the supreme model!!

Riley is very caring and helpful. She loves physical activity. She is quiet but not backward. She is able to make friends and be a good friend although she does enjoy the straightforwardness of boys more than the fickle, catty friendship of girls. She is smart and a good reader with the penmanship of a chicken. She has tender feelings and a quick temper. Her face looks more like a Peczuh but her eye shape is that of a Blake. Her hair texture is mine and her color is her father's. Her lovely skin tone is my European/Slavic coloring. She turns brown as a native in the summer. And her sweet feet are the feet of a corpse, just like Daddy.

Jack is sweet, quiet, likes to watch but not be watched. He is a very fast learner and seems to grasp things very quickly. He loves to build and create and spend time outdoors. He enjoys nature and solitude. He is a very caring, tender friend. He has a mild temper until he reaches his limits and then he is a volcano. His temper is easily tamed with hugs and kisses and time alone with Mom or Dad. He likes to be like his dad. He is an awesome brother. His body moves like his father. Many of his stances and motions are like Jason. His face on the other hand doesn't look like him..........but his Marshall hair pattern does........cowlicks galore!! He has some of the loveliest handwriting I have ever seen for a boy. He also has wonderful golden skin tones and becomes very dark in the summer. Jack does things on his own timeline and it is best to never have to push.

Madison is a FIRECRACKER!! She has darker hair and a beguiling face that is the most unlike her siblings (Houskeeper). She has eyelashes like tarantulas and teeth like fine china. She is the only person in our family blessed with a tookas........like she carries a peach around on her backside. Clearly a genetic feat of generations past. Madison is a social butterfly.......clearly not of my making. She loves engaging with people, known or unknown to her and makes friends the easiest of anyone I have ever met. She is sharp as a whip but doesn't seem to enjoy learning that is a task. She loves to do hair ( and is just now making me into Deb from Napoleon Dinamite). She loves attention and affection. She also has very dark skin tones and turns black in the summer. She is truly a little girl and loves pretty things, princesses, dresses and pretty hair. She spoke early and has a wonderful grasp of language, which she never stops! She always has one last thing to say at bed time.

Max is the blondest as of now. He has the crinkle ear but on the opposite side of mine. His hair line is more like a Blake I think. His smiles remind me of Jason's pictures when he was a baby. But facially he looks like Riley (Peczuh) and a little bit of Mads (Houskeeper). His skin is the lightest so far. His bum is nearly MIA. He is an extreme daredevil and likes to wrestle with Jack and speed about in dolly strollers pushed by his sisters or brother. He loves, loves, loves to climb beyond reason and is not detered by falling. He loves attention from his brother and sisters, parents and grandparents. He seems easily loving and trusting but a little tentative. Whoo and the boy can shake it!!!!! He also loves outside and swinging or going for walks.

Not a one of them can sing, which is unfortunately two dominant genes put together. Neither Jason or I could carry a tune if we drug a kiddie pool between us.

Aahh but I digress................Jack is extremely handsome with glasses don't you think?

Extreme Handsomeness

DISCLAIMER: Extreme Handsomeness like any other extreme thing is extreme. Be prepared to sheild your eyes if necessary.



Well it was time to break out the scissors and make Max a man/child instead of a baby. I know the pictures are shoddy but you can tell his hair was getting rather long. Something akin to the original Willy Wonka / Gene Wilder character. It made Max seem untrustworthy, like he was either going to break your heart or give you a chocolate factory. You could never quite tell which.

The handsome devil right before the first scis. He did not stop moving the WHOLE time. He sat in a little Hummer while my great, awesome, well trained friend Nancy cut his hair and thankfully not her own hand. I asked her if she learned how to cut kids hair by practicing on a bouncing ball.

Transformed by a mere haircut into one of the Cullens. Such shiny marble skin. Okay, bad flash really. Max loved the Hummer he was sitting in so much this was about the only picture out of 12 where he stopped moving long enough to be a solid object. He is so tasty it breaks my heart. Max what the heck were you thinking, looking like a little boy instead of my itty bitty?

Awkward Ever Awkward

This is an old picture of Mads. It makes me miss her as a baby. This is not, however what I am blogging about. Since yesterday after church she has been singing 'Called to Serve'. Swell song....it gets better though. When she reaches the chorus......'onward ever onward' she has been singing at the top of her lungs AWKWARD EVER AWKWARD!!!! AWKWARD EVER AWKWARD!!!! Riley and Jack want to tell her she is saying the wrong words, but I won't let them. It's way to funny and cute to pass up.

How Well Does My Midgee Know Me?

Hey Dev, I am totally copying!!!

1. What is something mom always says to you? You say you lamby love me.

2. What makes mom happy? When I clean up.

3. What makes mom sad? Not cleaning up the books.

4. What makes your mom laugh? When I shake it like a stink bug.

5. What was your mom like as a child? You had a little bit of hair and a little nose and little eyes and little arms like this big and little boobies and little lips. Are you writing this down??

6. How old is your mom? 21 (bless her heart!)

7. How tall is your mom? 5 feet tall

8. What is her favorite thing to do? Take a bath, write on the computer, and read.

9. What does your mom do when you're not around? Go to the dentist and go on a date.

10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? Doing tricks like cartwheels, and being a good dancer.

11. What is your mom really good at? Doing tricks and cleaning up.

12. What is your mom not very good at? Eating and doing what your mother tells you to.

13. What does your mom do for her job? You like, clean up, change Max when he is poopy.

14. What is your mom's favorite food? Broccoli and tomatoes, Chinese and chocolate milk and Balance Rock and McDonalds (you get the picture........I like to eat, which is strange that she would say I am not good at eating.......weird)

15. What makes you proud of your mom? When you color with me.

16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? Belle because she likes chocolate milk too (?)

17. What do you and your mom do together? Take a bath sometimes, read a book, sing and dance and we cook together too and then we do stuff together like going swimming.

18. How are you and your mom the same? Sometimes we have the same clothes, kind of the same hair and we like reading stories together.

19. How are you and your mom different? We wear different clothes and shoes and we don't have the same pony tails.

20. How do you know your mom loves you? You give me kisses and sugars and say you love me.

21. What does your mom like most about your dad? That you go on dates and you love him because he is your family plus you give him kisses. (That's gross. I never want to see that again). And you got married and had a little baby. You have your little wunny (that's what she calls Max).

22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go? The Kangaroo Zoo, Dinomine, Thanksgiving Point.

23. What is your favorite thing about your mom? That you let me change Max's diaper with you and that we go on walks.

24. What does your mom do that is silly? Your dancing and when you go wicky, wicky, wicky, wicky (she means act like a DJ) and when you laugh.

Wicked Fun Reads

Don't ask what I was thinking.......I doubt I was. I decided to start another blog about what I am reading. I am basically doing it so I can feel accomplished at something. I can clean all day and not a soul can tell. Dishes re-dirty themselves, the toys scatter, the dirty laundry lives on, but if I could stack up all of the books I read in one year.............that would at least grow in away I would not object to. So here at Wicked Fun Reads
you can now see what I am reading and what I think of it. Let me know what you think........I live for positive reinforcement.