Today in church, Brant was pretending to bend down in the pew and pick up a toy. Instead, while he was close to the ground bit my calf--which happened to be bare. (Mind you, while we were in the middle of singing the closing hymn.) I jumped, screamed just a little. It was a little shocking. I thought some animal was running amuck and had found my leg. I started giggling. Not because of what he did, but because it reminded me of some of things we used to do on Sunday, many, many years ago in my youth.
Vicki and I would often jab each other in the stomach while singing high notes during a hymn. If it was unexpected, it would often create a high-pitched sound, totally off-tune. As if we needed to sound worse when we sang. We would always do it to each other. We thought it was hilarious. Mostly if we were the one doing and not the one it was being done to.
One Sunday, Jaymi and Bobbi laid down on the pew to sleep. We thought it would be fun to braid their hair together. They had long, pretty blond hair. When the meeting was over, they sat up like two cats whose tails were tied together. Irrevent, but funny. At least Vicki and I thought so.
Vicki and I wanted to "get a tan." Not exactly possible for me, but I tried nevertheless. I thought Sunday would be the perfect day because as a teenager, I thought what else are you supposed to do on Sunday. We knew Dad would not go for this. So, I came up with a "master plan" to read scriptures on the deck. We did. We really did. We just had our swimsuits on while we were doing it. Not too long into our venture, Dad found us on the deck. He asked incredulously what we thought we were doing. As if we couldn't possibly be stupid enough to think that he was going to allow that on the Sabbath. I quickly responded, "We're reading our scriptures!" He said, "Nice try. Get inside."
When we were pulling up to the house today, a man on a motorcycle drove by us. Being very hot and in Vegas, he only had shorts on. Madison in her little squeak voice says, "Hey, there's a naked jaybird right there!"
And for my final word...Today a teenage boy yelled, yes yelled words at me. He said, "You're hot!" I was so flattered. Me, at my age, getting noticed by teenage boys. It made my day. So Brant says I have to finish the story and tell you everything. He's such a party-pooper. Okay here's the rest of the story--the guy has down syndrome. I still think it counts.
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
One for the memories
Oh what do you do in the summertime...

Friday, May 22, 2009
Happy 1st Birthday Lane
Lane was all party animal during all of the birthday events yesterday. He was really into all of it--as if he knew all of the hullabaloo was for him. The twins seemed lethargic on their first birthday compared to him. He was all smiles, posed for the camera, went after every gift, and dug right into his cake. We bought a small cake and ice cream and still had most of it leftover. It interesting all of the silly traditions we have to celebrate birthdays. The kids loved it. I am glad we only have to do it twice a year. Thank goodness the twins share a birthday.
Moon Sand with Grandma
Lane and Isabella
Thursday, May 21, 2009
I see your hiny...all white and shiny....
This story starts out with my father-in-law telling me, "So I was in the shower this morning..." It's not something you want to visual first thing in the morning. However, there's more.
He continues: I had just finished up and was using the squeege to clean the sides of the shower. (What a great husband.) My behind was facing the shower door as I bent down to finish the lower part of the walls. When I stood up, I turned around and saw two smiling faces staring at me. How long they had been there, I do not know!
Madison and Porter had snuck into his room. They are always so excited to see Grandpa. They were patiently waiting for him to finish. Nothing like an audience.
He continues: I had just finished up and was using the squeege to clean the sides of the shower. (What a great husband.) My behind was facing the shower door as I bent down to finish the lower part of the walls. When I stood up, I turned around and saw two smiling faces staring at me. How long they had been there, I do not know!
Madison and Porter had snuck into his room. They are always so excited to see Grandpa. They were patiently waiting for him to finish. Nothing like an audience.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
So about Lane...
He can say two words. His first word was "hot." I've never heard of a kid having "hot" as his first word. He actually knows what it means. He says hot when we walk by the stove, oven, or dishwasher. He can almost sign hot. Actually he can't, but I know what he is doing when he does it. His second word is "Da-da." But he doesn't quite know what it means. He is starting to put it with Brant, but not all the way.
He loves to unplug everything. If something is plugged in--he takes it out. Maybe he is worried about conserving energy.
I started weaning him two days ago. He only breastfeeds in the morning. He has not really even resisted. Although yesterday, he started grabbing at my shirt and signing "eat." Usually, if he does that I get him something to eat and he forgets about nursing. He never really took to the bottle or pacifier. I guess that is good. I did try. But at least now I don't have to worry about getting him off of those things. Dona gave me an idea to just try sippy-cups. He has not minded that. He also likes cold milk--not warm. He still only has his four top and four bottom teeth.
He loves girl babies more than boys. I don't know how he can tell the difference. He loves his cousin Isabella so much. He will love on her, play next to her, and just want to be around her.
He has been walking for awhile now and is starting to try to run. It is very cute. He is also a big climber. He actually figured out how to climb up on the kitchen counter. It was amazing. He took a little step stool and pushed it over to the bar stool. He climbed on that and then got on the barstool. Then, he climbed up on the counter. I couldn't believe it.
He still takes two naps a day. One at 8:30 a.m. and one at 2 p.m. He sleeps for a couple of hours on both naps. He goes to bed at 8 p.m.
He also has a massive temper. It's funny, because his usual disposition is happy, likes to tease, and be funny. But, when he gets mad, he'll let you know.
Of course everyone says this, but I can't believe how fast the last year has gone by. It doesn't seem that long ago I was taking him home from the hospital. I am glad for the milestones we have reached, but sad that his first year of life has already passed.
Back in Vegas
Sleeping angels
Cousins...the Framptons
Horses in the backyard
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The Framptons visit Mt. Pleasant
Bobbi came down to visit with her kids for a couple of days. It was really fun to get to visit with her. I haven't been able to see much of anyone since we moved to Vegas a year and a half ago. We took pictures of Kai. He has beautiful blond hair and is so sweet.Aaahh...it feels so good to have my blogging updated.

Madi and Porter
Madison is my little animal lover. Porter is not as interested. He does, however, spend more time with the horses than Madison. He likes to pull grass and feed it to them. Madison loves Shiner (the Australian Shepherd). This is the same puppy that Mom had when the twins were just crawling. Madison and Shiner would play together then. Porter likes all of the sticks, rocks, trucks, tractors, and sheds around here.
This is Lane
He is going to be one year old on May 21st. I can't believe how fast time goes by. He still only has his 4 top teeth and 4 bottom. I was hoping his teeth would come in faster so he could eat. I am not looking forward to weaning. It was so easy with the twins. He has learned to wave "hi" and "goodbye." He loves to talk on my cell phone. He is very happy. But, he also has a temper. It will kick at random times. If he doesn't like something he brushes both of his hands together like he is trying to get something off of them.
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