Easter Pictures 2013

Sundays are just plain crazy at my home. Not just Sundays, but any day that I have to get up and be somewhere on time. We have church at 11, so that gives us plenty of time to hunt eggs, get ready, etc. But it seems that no matter how prepared I am, there is always a rush to get Easter pictures. Either that or nobody is as big of a fan of Easter pictures (or any kid of pictures) as I am, so I feel I have no support, or actually the opposite of support, as I try to get Easter pictures.

This year I decided to try something a little different. I took the kids to the temple the day before Easter and got pictures. No stress, no lack of support, and wonderful pictures. Happiness. Stress free. And Sunday morning it didn't matter if I didn't get pictures. Makes me breathe a sigh of relief even now.

Camie. She is growing up so fast and changing into a Young Woman. And she is only 11! What a beautiful girl!

Danielle. Still so cute and silly. She is so easy to please. So easy going. SO silly.

Gavin definately acts like the baby. Silly, etc. He is textbook last-born, baby.

I love this picture of his inability to stick out his tongue. He is a tongue-tied little guy. Not bad enough to clip it. But still can't hardly stick out his tongue.

All my gorgeous, well-behaved children. Doesn't it look like it at least?

Nathan. Didn't love getting his picture taken. I probably only took about 100 of just Nathan trying to get him to smile, or at least look at the camera.

Spencer is about as sweet as they come. Of course he tries to keep his emotions hidden. Not sure why, he has always been like that. But he is the sweetest, best-mannered and kind boy that ever existed.

And Taneal. Quite the young lady. She was so funny with the pictures. I would take a picture and then she would come over to the camera to see the picture and tell me it wasn't a good one, lets take another. She is so particular. It cracks me up. But the nice part is that I at least get a picture she likes.

And Danielle sticking her tongue through her teeth. It could have been a great picture. And I suppose it still is, it shows Danielle in her true character. Carefree, silly, and beautiful.

St Patrick's Day 2013

The leprechauns struck again. And they weren't very happy about it either. My kids left their decorated "treasure boxes" outside under the light of the moon on the eve of St. Patrick's Day and sure enough, the leprechauns filled their boxes full of treasures.

St Patrick's Day has about as much excitement around here as Christmas. 

Those leprechauns got in the house and left feet prints all over the floor. Thankfully it cleaned up easily. The kids were able to use their new green spray bottles to clean it up. Gavin thought that was cool.

We had green scrambled eggs for breakfast. Spencer refused to eat. While the kids were at church and I stayed home with sick children, I made green pizza rolls. Spencer refused to eat those too. He was sick, and throwing up, but that's no excuse!

And we had green Hawaiian Haystacks for supper. This is a picture before we piled it high with all kids of colorful vegetables. Well, except for me. I am still working on liking all the vegetables. But I put some on there. 

Say NO to edges

The first time I ever heard of "all edge brownie", I thought they were crazy. I think I may have even posted about it. I can't remember. I may have just thought about posting about it, as I do a lot recently. I think about posting a lot, just never get around to it. And as lame as this is, I'm going to post about it.

Because it doesn't matter if it is the brownies, or the cake, or the cinnamon rolls, or whatever. We go for the middle. Or shall I say, I have always gone for the middle. And I wish I could have taught my children to go for the hard, crusty outer edges, they followed my example and go for the best pieces in the middle.

Taneal Goes Flying

Evan needed a copilot to go scouting out the area. He hired some dude to take him up in a plane to get pictures, and Taneal got to be the lucky girl to go with him.

She was so nervous. She didn't remember flying in an airplane before, let alone one this small. The last time she flew was when we moved here, 7 years ago. She was 6. Barely.

Once they got up in the air, Taneal said it was no big deal and didn't know why anyone would be nervous. It was just a bumpy ride. Pretty cool being able to look down and see our house, our church, the schools we attend, etc.

Not even sure where this is, but Taneal got a picture of it.