Making the switch

In honor of Halloween I am crossing over to the dark side!

I have decided to make my blog private.

So, if you would still like to view my blog, please leave me your email address so I can send you your exclusive invitation!

Happy Birthday Turdi

Oh, to be as OLD and wise as my fabulous sister, Trudi. She is such a fun sister and I only wish she were closer so that we could hang out more often and she could teach me how to keep my house whipped into shape like hers. (or better yet she could do her house AND my house). As my gift to her (since I didn't get her anything else) here is a small tribute of memories that I have of her.

1. Her tenacious attitude when it comes the after Thanksgiving day sale's. There are so many memories tied into just that one day!

2. Her Brazil photo album which gave me my first introduction on how to french kiss. Thank you for that.

3. being confident enough to show off some sweet volleyball moves as her talent at the Washington city princess pageant.

4. Giving my the chance to tag along and learn from the masters when she went toilet papering the elite citizens of Washington County. Not only letting me tag along, but showing me that it is not enough just to get up from trampoline where we were sleeping. But to put big cinder blocks under our blankets so the trampoline sagged down. Just in case mom and dad checked on us. (She thought of it all folks.)

5. Letting Misti and I crash her house when we ditched our beloved job at Teltrust. We loved to go hang out with her and Ashley. She probably didn't love it as much as we did.

6. The determination she showed on the rock wall will be an inspiration to me for years and years to come.

And lastly, I have a little video of someone else that wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday and share a memory!

I hope you have had a great birthday! I love that I have you to look up to and that you have set such a high standard because it only makes me work harder to be able to reach your level. You are such a good mom and wife and I am lucky to call you my sister. I also love that you have so many nicknames. Choodie, Turdi, Gert . . . the list goes on!

What's different?

Do you notice anything different about Kor?

Which do you like better? Facial hair or no facial hair? I have my opinion but what is yours?

General Conference Sunday

I love General Conference weekend! I love the chance that we get to hear words right from the Prophet and the Apostles. This General Conference was a little different for us at this house though. We don't have Satellite anymore so we knew weren't going to be able to watch it. We would just have to listen to it on the radio and I was a little worried about how that would go with getting the kids to pay attention AT ALL! We started Sunday morning with a little hike up Molly's nipple. ( I am not sure I have ever typed the words nipple before). I don't know how appropriate a hike is for Sunday but it was such a pretty morning that we decided to take the short drive to the trail head. We didn't go all the way to the top because the kids thought that we were high enough and their dad was a bit nervous about some of the climbing skill's and common sense some of the "mountain goats" had that were climbing with us. We did get to see a couple of little planes take off right below us and it couldn't have been a nicer morning. It was a great way to enjoy the beautiful little valley and it set a nice tone for me to start the day with.

I am used to being irritated before church starts because nobody is getting ready fast enough or I can't find one boy's shoe and another ones belt and the other one is missing a sock. To say the least it was a nice change from the ordinary.

After we returned home, while I was making waffles, Kory constructed a great little hut for us to all lay in and listen to conference. The kids loved it and we had such a great day together as a family. The kids got along great and there was such a happy spirit in our home. I wish General Conference came more than twice a year. (I didn't get a picture of Kory's great hut but let me just say he should go into business! He could call it Kory's Hut . . .Hut . . .)(a dumb football comparison.)

Lessons from the Calico boy's

Every Tuesday I get to keep Payton and Porter and it has been so fun for me to get to hang out with them for one full day. I am so glad that I get to spend this time with them and make a few memories with them. They make me laugh every day and it is usually something small and simple but they bring a smile to my face. In the morning hours my three boys are all gone to school so it is just Khloee, Payton and Porter. This morning I was folding laundry in my bedroom, Khloee was asleep and Payton and Porter were out in the sand box playing. I had the french doors wide open letting in the nice cool air we were having today and listening to the boys outside. I couldn't see them but I could here them. After playing for a while, Porter comes to the door and says that Payton is throwing dirt at him. Not wanting to leave the stacks of laundry surrounding me I took the lazy way out and told Porter to tell Payton to not throw any more dirt and if he did he would have to come in the house. (I said all this in my nicest, "I am your favorite aunt" voice.) Porter yells from the door way. "Don't throw dirt Payton"

Payton - "Porter, will you tell Tiff that you were throwing dirt at me too?"

Porter - "No!" (Obviously, no dummy)

Payton - "Tell her!"

Porter - "I am not going to"

Payton - "Tell her, tell her, tell her!"

Porter - "Hey Payt, you wanna go ride bikes?"

Payton - "Ya, sure"

There were a few lessons I learned from this interchange, first of all never send someone with a message that incriminates themselves. Unless they are a ding dong, that message will not get delivered. Secondly, when faced with confrontation, change the subject as quickly as possible and hope the other person takes the bait.
I am grateful that my kids get the chance to spent this time with their cousins and that they love being together. Luke always says that Payton is his best friend! I hope it stays that way.

Miracle Story

Check this amazing story out. This is my cousin, Anna, that now lives in Colorado. Click the link below to hear a little bit about her story. I am sure that they have seen and felt Heavenly Father's hands in their lives, a few times over the past few weeks.
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