Setting the record straight...once again

I need to set the record straight...Megan pointed out that Max has another forehead injury. Let me explain. We have these little toys that are the shape of bowls and if you turn them inside out and set them on the ground they pop into the air and are very enjoyable and exciting. Well Max and Henry discovered that if you push them onto your skin-- voila'-- suctioned to your head. Well Max got the great idea of leaving the suction cup on his head for awhile(we have not exactly determined yet just how long it was) and low and behold a perfectly round forehead hicky that has lasted, going on two weeks. No, we do not abuse our children, even though a forehead hicky may be just the punishment they deserve.

No...Eight? Fo shizzle my nizzle!

So my eldest child turned eight on the 23rd. I can't even believe he is old enough to be baptized. (or as he and Max say it..bathtized) He is seriously turning out to be amazing despite his mother and all of her craziness. First of all he is really starting to develop his sense of humor and is constantly trying to make his dad and me laugh and quite often he succeeds. He is still the very best big brother to Max and Millie. Kind and patient and always willing to do what needs to be done to keep the peace. He is still about as creative as can be and lately just wants to chat me up about all of the things that are going on in his head. He is becoming one of my favorite people and not just because his is my child. I think I would like him even if he did not come straight from my loins. He is just easy, peasy and a pretty cool kid. Plus he reminds me a lot of me as a little kid, over-protective of his siblings, paranoid about all kinds of weird stuff, and in his own little world. I could not love him more. I am truly so glad he was my first.

A whole pumpkin pie? honestly where is your self control?

MaxHenry and MIllie

Matt and his friend Emily

Kimby and Uncle Mace

D. Bake

In case you didn't know it pumpkin pie is one of my favorite foods in the whole world. I have it instead of a birthday cake every year. Well this year I was in charge of bringing pumpkin pie so I just cooked up a whole extra one to leave at our house. It was gone by Thursday night. Don't judge me I really do want to hold on to this extra twenty pounds of baby weight, no I really do. I make cellulite and spare tires look awesome.

Other than that it was quite a nice day thanks to Elva D. who single-handedly took on Thanksgiving and kicked it's butt. The pictures don't even begin to show how fun it was. Plus they are missing good pictures of three key players....mom, dad and me.

7th Heaven?

Ok so the gal made it to 7 months. She did a very good job of it. She can finally sit up without support. Every once in a while she does lose her balance and goes crashing backwards onto her head. Fun times. She is a rolling maniac and can really do it quickly. She says da-da-da and na-na and ba-ba and ma- ma with reckless abandon, I like to pretend that she knows what she is talking about but I really am just fooling myself. She is a growler, by this I mean she makes this growly little sound all the time when she is hanging out. She loves food and seeing as- how she is my third child I pretty much let her eat almost anything.(which happens to make Henry very protective "Can she really eat that?" "does that have milk in it?" "should she be eating that steak?") Lately she has developed a fondness for Mac n' Cheese. We are teaching her sign language. ( we'll see how long that lasts) She has actually mastered the sippy cup. She will let me read to her but still wants mostly to eat the books. She has either been teething for a month or she has the disposition of a hungry grizzly bear. She is getting to be a bigger mommy's girl daily( I know, is that even possible) The boys still love her and so do her parents.

The pictures are of her talking so they are rather funny. Hooray for Millie!!!

I am a child of God

Well Max had a little pal over today and Dave was listening to them talk and here is what he heard....

Max: (in a monster voice)"I am a child of God..."
Toby: "Do you even go to church?"
Max: "Yes"
Toby: "What church do you go to?"
Max:" I don't know. The one over there down the road."

Playing resumed for awhile and then....

Max: (in a monster voice)" I am a child of God..."
Toby: "Are you making fun of the Lord Jesus?"
Max: at a loss for words..."um, No"

Then in their sweet little 5 year old voices they broke into a very spiritual(not making fun of the Lord Jesus) rendition of "I am a child of God".

Ahhh, the comfort of knowing that my children's friends will keep them on the path to eternal salvation.

Without further ado....

It is true I do have two boys ages 5 and 7. And yes, they are both pretty cute. So here is a random sample of them also.Henry and his pumpkin's guts.

Max hanging out at night. Crazy Henry and the knife.( wow he does look crazy)Max wielding some sort of odd weaponry. Max my little muse

Henry as thrilled as ever to be getting his picture taken. Wrestling with Grandpa
This picture I just love.

Halloween anyone?

Once upon a time there was this girl who said that once she got a new camera she would blog like a saint and update frequently and with fervor. It turns out she was a liar and a fat-mouth and an all-around slacker which made her sister( her blog reader) very angry and sah. Megs, I am trying, I know that Halloween was almost a month ago so just remember that I am your only sister and you have to forgive me. The End
In case you couln't tell Millie is a penguin. Our neighborhood had a Halloween street fair that included games, prizes, hot dogs and hot cocoa. It was so much fun. We also had a fun FHE that involved carving pumpkins. Man I suck at blogging. What was that like a month ago. Sheesh!

Why am I such an awesome blogger.......sorry!!!!!

Here is a random sample of Millie May. So she thinks she is the family dog and loves to just hold stuff in her little mouth. She also rolls like a little steamroller and is constantly getting stuck or twisted up into something. She is hilarious and has a deep little grunty voice. She is great at saying da-da and waving bye-bye. Yes she is still teething and yes she still loves the bumbo and yes she is still my number one fan.

Hi

Hello people. Or hello Meg, I think sometimes you are the only one who reads this thing. So did you know that it was my hoosband that did the last blog entry about cougar man? I was so proud. Things here have been a little crazy. I will blog about what is going on one day when I can make sense of all of it.
I got tagged quite a while ago by Em so this is as good a time as any to get on with it. The tag was "6 things you may not know about me" (I know, scary right?) Well here goes nothing.....
1. I was in Amway. Gulp. My ex was all gung-ho into it and mostly I was just mortified. It was a real low point. Did you know that the group we were a part of actually ended their meetings singing God Bless America and holding hands? But everyone buys soap, right? Oh the shame, the horror!!!
2. In my head I have written my Grammy, Emmy, Academy Award, Golden Globe and countless other entertainment award speeches. Now if I could just become talented and famous. They are all quite good and very sincere,by the way.
3. I have owned several very bizarre and eclectic nick names in my life ie. Tecumseh, Moinee, Star, Utah, Mjarn, Teesh, Thumper, Hoover, Selms, Mommy, Schoolie, Encyclopedia Brown, Ms. Brown, Marmay and of course Merna Jo Bertha Sue Cypher Smellman just to name a few.
4. I am a klutz and an air-head in the worst way. At this moment I have several bruises on my shins, ankles, feet and hips due to my lack of(whats that word when you don't fully grasp your body and it's relationship to it's surroundings?) spacial awareness. Plus, I can't stay on task to save my life. At this very moment I should be doing something besides blogging-I just don't remember what it is.
5. I am disgusted in every way by rats. Their little rat teeth, their little rat claws and oh man their little rat tails. Yuck. I once knew someone who had pet rats and they had all these tubes running through their house for the vermin to run through. Going over to their house was my own personal hell.
6. I have hated my body for most of my life. I have spent years trying to change, mold, sweat, starve, diet, erase, and will it into something else. I have recently realized just how exhausting that task is. It has made three healthy babies, lived through severe abuse on the part of its owner, fallen in love, danced like the devil in the pale moonlight, hiked, swam, jumped, played, and held my soul safe for years. You would think I would give the poor gal a break and accept her stretch marks, cellulite, scars, bumps, bruises, and imperfections. You would think that wouldn't you?

So there you have it... now on to the tagging......I am gonna make this real simple...if you are reading this you are tagged. But I won't be mad if you don't do it. Instead you could call or come over and visit. I need some sweet company.

Cougar Man Comes to Town

So, Jeff, Anders, and Ian came to town on Friday. We stayed up way too late (2 am) that night playing Wii and talking.



Saturday morning we went to the BYU vs. Colorado St. game. BYU beat Colorado St. 35-16.



We were so excited about the win, we stormed the field to celebrate with our fellow Cougars. The team was so happy to have the Bake Family support, they actually celebrated "old school" style.