So Tom's mom asked the kids Christmas evening what their favorite thing was that they got for Christmas.
Cameron: My favorite was the shovel.
Dallin: My favorite was my sword.
Braden: My favorite is going to be the telescope.
(oops...Santa ran out of telescopes this year)
Friday, December 28, 2007
Christmas morning
So Christmas morning we told the boys they had to wait till 7am to get up. Cameron got a new watch for christmas and opened it christmas eve so he was very aware of the time! So the morning came and he ran into grandpa's room (who tom told the kids was the "gatekeeper" and told you if you could go down yet). He said "Grandpa, it's 7:18. But I was up a little younger than that."
Monday, December 24, 2007
Prayer
Camerons prayer yesterday:
"dear heavenly father
thank you for this day
thank you for christmas time and
(pause)
(pause)
Merry Christmas Heavenly Father"
"dear heavenly father
thank you for this day
thank you for christmas time and
(pause)
(pause)
Merry Christmas Heavenly Father"
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Something to think about...
So I don't ever forward mass emails to people and usually just delete the ones I receive, but this is something I saw on a friends blog and wanted to share it. I think it is a great thing to read and think about, especially this Holiday season. If you are looking at my blog, take a minute to read this and really think about it...
"The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers.
Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less.
We buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment.
More experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not wait.
We have 24 hour access to information through televisions, internet, e-mail, cell phones, instant messenger, text messaging, pagers and blackberries, but we communicate less and less.
We have called evil good and good evil.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem.
We spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We love too seldom and hate too often and too easily.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We’ve learned how to make a living, not a life.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
It is a time when there is much in the showroom window but nothing in the stockroom.
God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but He will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.
God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but He will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won’t ask about the designer clothes you had in your closet, but He will ask how many you helped to clothe.
God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but He will ask if you compromised your character to obtain it.
God won’t ask what your job title was, but He will ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
God won’t ask how popular you were, but He will ask how many people to whom you were a friend.
God won’t ask what neighborhood you lived in, but He will ask how you treated your neighbors.
God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but He will ask about the content of your character."
"The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers.
Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less.
We buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment.
More experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not wait.
We have 24 hour access to information through televisions, internet, e-mail, cell phones, instant messenger, text messaging, pagers and blackberries, but we communicate less and less.
We have called evil good and good evil.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem.
We spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We love too seldom and hate too often and too easily.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We’ve learned how to make a living, not a life.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
It is a time when there is much in the showroom window but nothing in the stockroom.
God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but He will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.
God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but He will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won’t ask about the designer clothes you had in your closet, but He will ask how many you helped to clothe.
God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but He will ask if you compromised your character to obtain it.
God won’t ask what your job title was, but He will ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
God won’t ask how popular you were, but He will ask how many people to whom you were a friend.
God won’t ask what neighborhood you lived in, but He will ask how you treated your neighbors.
God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but He will ask about the content of your character."
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
let's try this...
So my cousin posts videos of her baby all the time and so I thought i'd try it. It's easy to view and fun to see a little live action. Not that a baby is all that interesting!
pictures, pictures, pictures
So when I had this baby I dreamed of having some adorable pictures taken of the two boys looking down at sweet little jane who was either sleeping peacefully or awake and just looking cute. Yeah, right. I was dreaming!
Instead, Jane was screaming, the boys were monkeys, and I was almost in tears. Can't we just get one shot for a Christmas card?
I had high hopes of getting my cards out the day after Thanksgiving so 
everyone I send to will have my new address in hopes of getting a few cards in return. After all, that is one of my favorite things about Christmas time.
everyone I send to will have my new address in hopes of getting a few cards in return. After all, that is one of my favorite things about Christmas time.
And that's a wrap!
Monday, December 3, 2007
Mini Van Mom
So it's official...I'm a mini-van Mom! Tom bought me a mini van for Christmas. Or for having a baby, I don't know which. It only took 3 weeks of shoving carseats in the back of the mazda before we realized it was just a pain! It really only took Tom trying to get Jane's carseat OUT of the mazda once and after 5 minutes of trying he decided it was time to go car shopping. So he did research and found me a 2007 Honda Oddesey on Craigslist in Seattle. It was the day before Thanksgiving so he went and looked at it and surprised me by coming home with it. It was a great deal, and we would have paid the same amount for an older car with 30,000 more miles had we waited. I love it and I'm not ashamed to drive it!
Let it snow!!!
We had our first big snow storm here in CDA! The boys have been having so much fun playing in it! I thought they'd be more like their mom (wimpy) and get cold but they stay out for an hour to two every time they go out! 
Here is our sweet baby Jane. She is 5 weeks now. I swear she is going to start smiling any day now! She is really focusing on faces and objects. It's fun to watch her grow, but I'm sad she's not my little 6 1/2 pound baby anymore. She's about 9 pounds now! I don't know how the heck some women push out a baby this big!
We went with the Gattens and cut down a Christmas tree! I stayed in the car with Lizzy, Sally, and Jane (I told you...I'm a wimp!). It was 20 degrees out and snowing. The kids had a blast though (except Braden who fell down so many times and got frozen!).
"Can I hold Janie?" is a question I hear ALL the time! I rarely say no, except when she's sleeping so peacefully and I don't want little boys disturbing her. She is a really great baby, most of the time. I think I figured out I can't drink milk. We had a really fussy time with her and I decided to try to stop drinking milk and the next day she was an angel! Then yesterday I decided to have one bowl of cereal with milk and sure enough, all afternoon she was fussy and kicking her legs. This morning it is gone. Hopefully its as easy as cutting out milk!
Here is our sweet baby Jane. She is 5 weeks now. I swear she is going to start smiling any day now! She is really focusing on faces and objects. It's fun to watch her grow, but I'm sad she's not my little 6 1/2 pound baby anymore. She's about 9 pounds now! I don't know how the heck some women push out a baby this big!
We went with the Gattens and cut down a Christmas tree! I stayed in the car with Lizzy, Sally, and Jane (I told you...I'm a wimp!). It was 20 degrees out and snowing. The kids had a blast though (except Braden who fell down so many times and got frozen!).
"Can I hold Janie?" is a question I hear ALL the time! I rarely say no, except when she's sleeping so peacefully and I don't want little boys disturbing her. She is a really great baby, most of the time. I think I figured out I can't drink milk. We had a really fussy time with her and I decided to try to stop drinking milk and the next day she was an angel! Then yesterday I decided to have one bowl of cereal with milk and sure enough, all afternoon she was fussy and kicking her legs. This morning it is gone. Hopefully its as easy as cutting out milk!
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