Family Pictures- 2011

 

Six and a Half!

Joshua turned 6 and 1/2  today.  We celebrated his half-birthday with his traditional waffle dinner, and then cake for dessert (sugar overload anyone?).  He was so proud to be 6 and 1/2.  He told EVERYONE, including the home teachers, all our neighbors, and his class at school.  He was a little disappointed to learn they don't celebrate half-birthdays in first grade . . . bummer.

Some people ask me what we do with the other half of our half-birthday cakes.  I give the other half to the kids to decorate (or destroy) as they wish:

Joshua and his "cool" pose.  He wanted to make sure this one would be on the blog:

Happy half-birthday Joshua!  We love you!!

The Competition Called "Life"

Joshua and Livi have taken sibling rivalry to a whole new level lately . . . it is driving me CRAZY!  Everything they do is a competition, from the moment they wake up, to the moment they fall asleep at night:

Who can wake up first?
Who can drink their juice the fastest?
Who can pick their seat first?
Who gets to say the prayer?
Who has more crackers in their baggie?
Who can race to the car the fastest?
Who can touch mom first?
Who can make Ethan laugh the hardest?
Who can touch the door first?
Who can build the best lego ship?
Who can brush their teeth first?
Who can put on their pajamas the fastest?

You get the point.

I'm hoping this is a normal phase that they eventually grow out of.  If not, I just might end up in a loony bin or something.  *sigh*

18 Months

 

 We celebrated Ethan's half-Birthday this week.  I can't believe he is already 18 months old.  Oh my gosh, he is a bundle of energy.  I cannot keep up with him.  But he is also the happiest little boy.  He brings so much joy and laughter into our family.  He started nursery today (We made it!) and from the moment he saw that room full of toys, he never looked back.  I guess nursery beats Sunday School any day.

Happy half-Birthday Ethanator!  We love you!! 

Why I Run . . .

Some people run because it relieves stress.  Other people run because it makes them feel invigorated, or because they're "goal-oriented."

I run for none of these reasons.  I run because my husband manages a restaurant that just happens to make AMAZING desserts, and he is cruel enough to stuff our refrigerator full of these desserts.

Every morning I open the fridge, and there they are . . . staring me in the face.  At this very moment, our fridge contains: chocolate cake, cake pops, gourmet sugar cookies, carrot cake, Chocolate chunk cookies and cupcakes galore. Once I asked Jason how he could be so heartless?  His response was, "You don't have to eat them."

*Silence*

Bwahahahaha!  Yah right.