Sunday, October 7, 2007

Conference Candy and French Toast

We had Conference yesterday and today and I cannot tell you how much I LOVED staying in! Especially yesterday because it was so cold and rainy!


We made french toast today for breakfast (cooked breakfast doesn't happen too often in the White house, at least THIS White house). I also got "Conference Candy" for the boys to eat during conference. I try to make conference a fun event for the boys.

I told the boys they couldn't have any candy until I could see that they were watching/listening to conference. In years past, I've put together conference activity packs (I was Primary President at the time and did it for the whole primary) and the boys LOVED it! Well, I'm no longer Primary President so a blank notebook will have to do. Logan decided (on his own) to take notes. The following is a recap of his October 2007 Conference notes:

Presadent Hancly
Story of Jothof Smith (maybe Logan doesn't have a lisp?)
Chrch
Promis
Efert
God
Vishin
Spoke
Father and Son
Erth
Find a way
Understand
Tabernacl
Articl of Fath
Goldn Platse
Gave
Bibel
Pramis
Transladed
Explare
Prestood
Profit
Toching the Herts
Loveing
**Please note, this was just a small portion of his notes. He had 4-1/2 pages!
Spencer followed his little brother's lead and took notes as well.














Bryant decided to play with Legos. Nice. (I made him stop.)

Pup-a-Roni watched too. He looks WAY interested. I'm so glad he's trying to do better.

Can somebody say "voice lessons"?

Thursday, October 4, 2007

SICK!

So, Bryant was getting ready for scouts last night and I noticed his shirt was extremly wrinkly. I asked him if he got it out of the dirty clothes and he said no. Okay, whatever, at least he was going to scouts and had his "uniform" on. I know, I know, I've just said blasphemous things to all you scout nerds.
Anyway, there was something stuck to the back of his shirt. As I got closer I realized it was a crusty EARTH WORM! Oh my gosh, it was so sick. I showed Bryant and he freaked out a bit. I then noticed he had 2 more on the front of his shirt. He started yelling at me to get them off when I told him "NO WAY it's your wormy shirt I'm not touching them!" One was HUGE! It was pretty funny watching him try not to touch them but try to get them off of his shirt. After quizzing him (rather loudly) I found out that he had left his shirt outside to "dry off", but ended up leaving it out there for days where it blew onto the ground, it then rained on it and thus became a shelter for earth worms.
Let that be a lesson, always put your shirt in the dirty clothes after you leave it outside on the ground and get crusty worms stuck to it. Just in case you didn't realize.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

What fun is being a parent if you can't laugh at, I mean laugh with your boys?











Life with Boges


So yesterday we were at Bryant's baseball game and it was freezing cold. It was about 9:00 at night and I was holding Logan underneath my coat for us both to get a little warmer. If you don't already know, Logan LOVES hair - he always has and probably always will. We've joked that he will probably take a wig with him on his mission.
ANYWAY, he was playing with my hair and snuggled up when he looks up at me and says:
"You are the most beautiful mom in the world" (This is not uncommon, because he probably tells me this at least 3 times a week.)
He then puts his head back down. After a minute he looks up again and says:
"And the most beautiful lady"
Silence. He looks up again and says:
"And woman"
Silence.
"You are the best smelling mother in the world"

Silence.
"Like a blossom"

Silence.

"Like a princess"

Silence

"You smell like a rose"

Don't tell me that boys are the best!

Then in family prayers he says:

"Please bless dad that he will be safe at work and won't get shivers".

At the end of his prayer, Spencer sternly corrects him and says: "SLIVERS!"

Logan says "Oh". The funny thing is, Boyd doesn't work with wood! I guess it's the thought that counts, right?

When I got home from work, I received a note, which is not uncommon either. He always leaves notes on our bed. I think I have about 4 on my bedside table at the moment. Today's was particularly sweet because he had picked a flower on the way home from school and attached it to the note. In case you can't tell, it says "Happy Birthday sorry I'm late"

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Yes Logan, You may take ONE photo...

































































































Brothers and Sisters, please share in a moment of silence for the Lumina...

We are gathered here today to say goodbye to the Lumina, the 1995 Chevy Lumina to be exact. Lumie (as I like to call her, gave up the ghost last week and returned to her maker. We all know she is no longer in pain and is with those who have gone on before her, such as Festie the Festiva, Citti the Citation and Yoda the Toyota Truck. She will truly be missed and has served us well. How blessed we are to have the gospel in our lives and for the knowledge that we will all be together again one day.

There, there, don't cry. You know she wouldn't want to see you that way. Lift your head up, dry your eyes and know that she will always be with you.

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I'll build you a rainbow, way up high above.

Send down a sunbeam, plumb full of love.

Sprinkle down raindrops, teardrops of joy.

I'll be happy as spring-time, watchin' over my boy.

(Narration) Once there was a boy named Boyd. He had some great friends, but his greatest was his car. Not in some sissy way like that. She was just different than the other cars. While they were busy going to their fashion shows and bridge parties, she was home with him. They'd play in the backyard together, go on car rides, have long talks, She was the best football player on the whole block. At least that's what the other guys said. They really thought she was special. You know, they wished their cars were more like that.
Then one day Boyd was called home from school. There was a big white ambulance in the driveway. When Boyd walked into the front door, his wife was talking to the mechanic, and Boyd was scared. They said he could only talk to his car for a minute, and when he tiptoed into the bedroom and saw his car lying on the bed, she smiled and whispered, "Hi, Big B." that's what she always called him, even though he wasn't very big. She said he had a big heart.
She said, "Boyd, I'm going away and I won't be coming back. I'm dying." Big tears came to Boyd's eyes and he said, "Lumie, you just can't die," And she said, "It's OK Babe, there's no regrets. I've been with you more in twelve years than most cars are with their boys in a whole life time." He said, "I know Lumie, but you just can't die, you just can't" And she said, "Boyd, there's a secret. It's a special secret, and I never want you to forget it...Families are forever, and even though you won't see me, I'll still be there watching over you and waiting for you." And he said, "But Lumie, if I can't see you, well then, how will I know you're there?" She thought a minute, and then she smiled and answered..."


I'll build you a rainbow

Way up high above

Send down a sunbeam, plumb full of love

Sprinkle down raindrops, teardrops of joy

I'll be happy in heaven

Watching over my boy.

She kissed him, closed her eyes, and she was gone. As Boyd and his wife stood in the driveway watching the ambulance drive away, his wife broke down and started to cry. They hugged each other real tight and Boyd felt his wife's teardrops on his own cheeks and cried too. Then he remembered the secret and he looked up and sure enough, there it was, right over their house, a big rainbow, just like she said. And he said, "Angie, Angie, it's alright...Families are forever."

I'll build you a rainbow

Way up high above

Send down a sunbeam, plumb full of love

Sprinkle down raindrops, teardrops of joy

I'll be happy in heaven, watchin' over my boy.

On a slightly happier note, Thank you DJ and Carmax! PARTAAAAYYYY!