Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Blow to the ego

So, this morning I am playing Old Maid with Max and Ally. Ally picks up this card and says, "Oh, this one is just like Daddy! He's got a guitar." I think- Oh that is so cute!


Then she picks up this one and says, "Oh, Mom this one is like you!" Thank you so very much.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Valentine's tradition

We made daddy a bouquet. Not of flowers... Max helped dip the strawberries in chocolate, but I think more found it's way into his mouth than on the strawberries.

Now, I know it's not amazing.... but who really cares? It's from the kids and it's for a guy! I guarantee all he'll see is the food. (He did appreciate the work and said, "This is the best bouquet I've ever seen!")

This is the part that has been our tradition for the last 3 years. We cut out a bunch of hearts and go get some tacky decorations. We go to his work and fill his car with candy and all the other things we have. This year I got red, feathered hand-cuffs and put them on the rear view mirror. heehee.
The best part is, we spend the morning writing on the hearts all the reasons that we love daddy. Malia found the candy and was opening it and eating it almost as fast as we could put it out. She had chocolate everywhere! I didn't know what was better though because before that she just kept pulling off all the hearts. At least the candy kept her busy.

Little did we know that daddy and a bunch of co-workers were watching out the window of the kitchen. I bet they got a laugh when I had to go chasing a balloon half way across the parking lot that escaped out the door. Not only that, but on the way back to the car, I lost it again and had to go after it again!

10 year ago- yesterday


Ten years ago- well, yesterday, Kyrk and I got engaged. My how time flies.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

On the road again

We took the kids skiing for the first time. They had a lot of fun but got a little cold by the end. We love it that Alta does free skiing after 3:00. We took them up and did two runs (they are long). They were done and WE were done! Snowplowing down the hill with a kid in between your legs is almost torture. Our thighs were on fire! We had a blast though. Max just wanted to go faster and faster. When I was taking him down he said, "Mom, these skis don't jump!" That is a little scary.



What a nightmare! We got some new furniture and it was packaged in styrofoam. Not just any styrofoam but styrofoam that falls into a billion pieces at the touch of a hand. Needless to say, my children had the time of their lives building and "fixing" with a screwdriver. But I did not have quite as much fun vacuuming 7 times and dumping the bag out 3 times to get it all up.

This stuff was so staticy(?) that it was sticking to everything...and everyone.

Malia loves Ranch dressing. Nasty. We have to use the bottle and then hide it or she will just point at it and scream until she gets more.


Hilary and I made what seems to be an annual winter trip to Spokane in January. We had so much fun and we love to go home because Nana, Scott Grandpa, Abby and Bethany are amazing. It seems like I barely even see my children because they are off here or there on outings. Bethany is Ally's personal hero, and right now Ally is in the process of growing her hair down to her bottom to be just like Bethany. Oh joy. I told her I was making a chart and if she cried 10 times while I was brushing, shampooing, or styling her hair we were cutting it. That didn't go over too well.


We only got to see Grandma and Grandpa Wright for one day before they were off to Vegas but boy did the kids have fun! Malia was having a hard time going to anyone but Grandpa just worked his magic and she went straight to him.



Malia is finding something fun while Grandpa is otherwise occupied.

Ally and Audrey in the hot tub. Hil has a lot of these same pics on her site.


Who says only my brothers can wrestle?


Out on the frozen lake.

Scott Grandpa would pull these two around with the stick all over. They thought it was so fun to slide across the ice. Malia loved the ice, I put her in between my legs and she would slide as I tried to walk. Every time I picked her up she would cry. I came really close to falling on my face, with Malia in my arms, but I caught myself. This seems to happen a lot to me. I lose my balance all the time, but hardly ever fall. Does that mean I'm clumsy or have good balance?!?

You just have to want to kiss those huge cheeks!