Friday, January 24, 2014

Snap Shot

What are we doing right now?
Angel and Olive are napping.
Heber and Hannah are playing in the sand at the volley ball court just outside.
I'm cooking dinner and listening to music.
Dewey is my helper, chilling on the counter, eating his dinner.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Little Artist

Hannah's a little artist. She often spends ours drawing, painting or making something crafty. It takes a lot of effort for her to pull herself away from it to do things she deems not-as-important, like going to the bathroom. I've tried to save a few of her pieces but even the volume of those alone was too much for me and I end up keeping nothing. Sad but true.
Love our little artist.

Monday, January 20, 2014

Overheard

"When Olive crys sometimes I think in my heart, holy cow, this house is loud."
- Hannah

Dewey

Dewey has started another stage. I think I feel a hint of his first baby tooth coming in. ...and a hint of the fussiness, poor little guy. He is filling out more too.

Heber's Lashes

I am often getting comments on Heber long eye lashes, at church, the store, the park, pretty much everywhere.
Angel put mascara on Heber and we forgot until I glance over at him in sacrament meeting. We forgot to take it off before church. Oops. Hannah's primary teacher (they are in different classes this year) commented on how long they were and then said that they were so dark and full that it looked like he had mascara on. Yep, he did.

The Beast

Yes, Talmage is a beast. Yes, he completed the Spartan beast. It was a lot of fun to partially witness him complete a half marathon full of around 25 intense obstacles. It was a good experience for him. He got to form bonds with a small group of men from our church as they trained together. It also helped him prepare for Air Force Officer Training School. It was neat to see him beaming after completing such a challenge.

Little Spartan Boy

Heber did a Spartans race too. He even said "weee" as he slide down the back of a dirt hill he climbed. He  playfully ran in the mud. As other racers wre crying Heber was happy and beaming. We all know where he gets his positive attitude in things like this. He is his Daddy's boy.