Pure Randomness

Okay, first off, an Elder from my mission had his blog's reading level on his list. Forbes' blog read at a college (postgrad) level. Check out my blog's reading level. Awesome. I'm feeling really good today. Such a self-esteem booster!

Movie Reviews

The other day, Tyler(age 8) smashed his finger in a drawer. He was in pain, but wanted to play it off "cool", but I could see the tears welling up in his eyes as he jumped around in agony (come on...this is at least high school level writing here!). "Tyler, do you need a kiss to make it feel better." I was teasing him, but he didn't answer me. He was still trying to be cool. However, a mom can read a child's true desire...he really did want a mom kiss to help it feel better! So I kissed his finger and sent him on his way, trying not to make a big deal about it. I know I won't be able to do that for much longer so I'm going to bask in my child's innocence for as long as I can! It was a sweet moment...Tyler has been busily working on his Wolf for Cub Scouts. He surprised himself when he was able to do this...Check out this funny silhouette of Jared that was made at school. No matter what I do, Jared will always have crazy hair because of the full 360 degree cowlick smack dab on his forehead. But, this day must have been a particularly bad hair day. What the...????The silhouette was done for President's Day. Jared wrote along with it that if he was President he would get to work in the Oval Office and he'd make sure that everybody had Care. I'd vote for him!

Check out Jared's awesome moves...Evan...he's been banned from any Star Wars or Ninja Turtle movies. And no lightsabers while playing with others. He hasn't realized that you can't really hit the other children. He can play with the lightsabers to his heart content when no other kids are around.
He's also decided that talking is pretty cool and he's turned into a little parrot--whatever we say, he repeats...'We need to get some more gas." "Mom, more gas?" And then he continues to say that as we pass every gas station. At a red light, yelling from the back of the car, "Mom, GO!" "The light is red. I'll go when it's green." "Go green light." So simple, but such an improvement! We can actually have a semi conversation with him now!

Here's something great I'm learning about girls...when their dresses get too small, they can turn into shirts! Wow! Talk about extending ones wardrobe. Here's Anna sneaking up the stairs in her V-day dress and jeans...