Yesterday...

... I forgot to feed M until 12:00.

We are trying to do better today.

There were three in the bed...

and the little one said...

... roll over, roll over...

so they all rolled over and one fell out (although I don't think he'll just fall out....)

I'm not a big tummy picture taker, but the girls were invading my personal space again, which is already quite invaded, and I thought it was cute that all three heads were right there in my lap. First sibling picture? Too bad the boy's in pink too.

Put Your Hands Up!

On Monday the girls never made it in from the car after picking Daddy up from school. Who wants to miss a good rainstorm?

M sat under the gutter, washed rocks off, and ate them. This is a creative moment, right? I'm just letting my kids become geniusus (yes, I know that's not a word) or something. Either that or Justin and I were just enjoying eating dinner without interruption. Like you've never done it!!!

E preferred to dig dirt out of the planters where seeds have not sprouted, spread it around the yard, and then sweep it up. We discussed this a little since I'd prefer to keep the dirt in the pots, but her reply was that she had to have something to clean up. That makes perfect sense.

Spelunking!!!

M was recently de-binky-ed in preparation for nursery in July. I have noticed two things since the withdrawal process began:

1. M looks even more like her cousin Skye without a binky implanted in her mouth.

2. M gets into WAY more trouble in her un-coma induced state.

She especially enjoys getting into this corner and finding things in my purse like gum and gel-pens and keys and telephones.

When I find her, she only grins at me. Little troublemaker!!!

FOMA Reunion

2005:

2007:

2009:

The newest photo from the newest get-together. E did not want to join in the fun. She found the entire activity rather boring.

E: Mom, what are we doing here?

M: Just talking.

E: Can we go home then?

Still, I thought it was good to see everyone again. Welcome home Jennie!! Too bad you're off to the heat in a week. And I'm glad we got to see Jenni too. Just missing Jess for this go-around (she was being a grown-up and getting grown-up gadgets for her grown-up house). I know the really good photos come from earlier in the Russian Ballet phase... but luckily those aren't digital!

Performance!!!!

Last night was E's ballet performance. She was a Teddy Bear. She was so excited to do her Teddy Bear dance, and she did a great job!!!



She also danced as a Ballerina with one of my ballet classes that she came to through-out the year.



Meanwhile, we shoved M on stage with the Bouncy Ball class (they're 2 1/2). She enjoyed chasing balls and playing on stage.



I tried to get cute pictures of them together, but since I was supposed to be working... oh yeah, working... I had to give up and go with this one:



So photogenic!!!

Also pictured: cousin AnneMarie, another Teddy Bear!!!! (The cousins spent most of their dance bossing each other around and forgetting to do the actual dance... typical, typical, typical!)





We had a great time!!!

Too Much Information

Recently I got together with my friends from highschool. I was going to try to get a picture of us from graduation online, but right now the effort seems too much. Anyway, this is us eight years later:

Christine is due in June (boy), I'm due in July (boy), and Katy is due in August (unknown). We're letting Elisa have the year off since she only got married in January and she would have had to be really on the ball to have managed September.

In other news: of all my roommates from my freshman year at BYU (Sarah Lynn, Kyle, Julia, Annalisa, and Rosie) we have the following stats: Rosie had a boy about two months ago, Anna's having a boy any week now, I'm having one in July, Kyle is having her boy in August, and Sarah Lynn is having her baby this Fall. Julia is busy helping all us people who end up in the hospital with her mad nursing skills.

I think it's an epidemic of boys for the season. Whatever shall we do with all of them?

And So She Is...

After a dangerously quiet time upstairs this morning, M came downstairs like this:

I think she is a doll after all...