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Grandma Thomas has waited for a long time for this video.

Brooke loves music and Pixar movies!

This was a short film I worked on a couple of years ago for the LDS Film Festival. They needed a super cute baby so Brooke took the part.  You can see Brooke in a couple of parts.

Crossroads

Spanky Ward | MySpace Video

I probably should have included the completed commercial for you to see as well as the outtakes.

What does Tweety say?

Another clip of Caroline.

Here are the funny little outtakes from the Amp commercial I did for Sarah.

Brooke’s funky dance moves. Whenever Brooke falls, she always announces that she’s okay.  Listen for that near the end of the clip.

Caroline’s cute giggle.

I’ll let the video speak for itself. It may taken awhile to load so be patient waiting.

For the majority of this video, Brooke is making faces at the camera and watching herself through the camera’s viewfinder.

These were some of Caroline’s first smiles.

This was shot shortly after Caroline was born.  Brooke kissing her sister rarely happens; we’re lucky we caught it on tape (along with Brooke subsequently wiping her lips free from Caroline cooties).

Since we are only 30 minutes from Sundance and their film festival, it is only fitting that we have our own festival.  This week we will have daily videos for your viewing pleasure. So be sure to visit daily to catch the latest video.

This video was shot in the summer.

My last post was all about Caroline. If there’s anyone who’s more neglected on our blog than Caroline, it would be Dallas. I think it’s about time I wrote a post all about him. I’ll try not to make you gag as I dote on him for a moment.

One day when we were dating, we went swimming in the pool at my apartment complex. We had finished swimming and were lounging on chairs drying off when Dallas suddenly stopped what he was doing, focused intently on a nearby garden hose, and got an idea.

Before I knew it, Dallas was back in the pool with one end of the hose in hand. Inexplicably, he put his mouth on that end and blew. After a few good puffs, the water that had been trapped in the hose was pushed out the other end. Dallas gave a few extra blows for good measure, turned to me, and said, “Watch this!”

He then proceeded to snorkel using the hose as his breathing apparatus. There was a kid nearby who watched in fascination as Dallas stayed under water for minutes on end. When Dallas was done channeling his inner child, he gave the boy a quick lesson on how to breathe through the hose and let him have a go. The boy was still snorkeling long after we left.

Another time when we were dating, we went to Walmart. As we approached the checkout, Dallas eyed the conveyor belt and the package of batteries in his hand that we were about to purchase. Before the checker or I could react, Dallas launched the batteries. They landed on the conveyor belt, skimmed across the place that scans bar codes, and then landed in the bag. It was an amazing feat of athleticism, brilliance, and skill.

A couple of months ago we were in the mall. I was ordering new contacts and Dallas was trying to keep Brooke from destroying everything in sight. He took her to a display of musical instruments and lifted her so she could play the sample keyboard. A few minutes later I heard Dallas plucking out a tune. He looked up at me with a flirtatious smile. I concentrated on trying to name that tune and realized he was playing Till There Was You. Aww.

Sometimes when we’re driving, Dallas will suddenly shout out the name of a movie. A few seconds later I’ll spot what he’s already seen—a DVD playing in someone else’s car. He is so good at this game; I don’t think he’s ever been stumped. (It probably helps that the DVDs are usually playing for the benefit of the kids in the backseat, and kids’ movies just happen to be one of Dallas’s favorite genres of movies.)

On one of our first dates, Dallas revealed his Kermit the Frog impression. It was very convincing. However, I think my favorite impression of his is Fran Drescher, followed closely by Gerald from Sid, the Science Kid.

I guess what I’m trying to say by recounting all these stories is that I think Dallas is one swell guy and that I’m really lucky that I’m married to him. He undeniably makes my life more spontaneous, lively, and meaningful.

Happy anniversary (one month late) and birthday (three weeks late)!

Poor Caroline rarely gets her own post.  Rest assured it’s not because we love her any less than Brooke.  It’s just that sucking on hands and filling diapers aren’t necessarily the things that great blog posts are made of.

Do you want a story anyway?  Here’s one:

Yesterday I was eating mashed potatoes.  Caroline started fussing.  I picked her up and held her on my lap as I finished my meal.

When I put her down, I noticed I had gotten some mashed potatoes on my sleeve.  I absentmindedly scraped off the potatoes and then licked my finger.

Turns out, it wasn’t mashed potatoes.

See?  I told you stories involving Caroline are less than savory.

I will brag for a moment and say she is a fantastic little baby.  She is so easy-going and content and she smiles all the time.

She is also six months old!  She’s in about the 35th percentile for weight, 50th percentile for height, and 80th percentile for head circumference.  As her doctor said at her last appointment when I expressed concern about her weight, “She is gaining weight.  She’s just gaining it all in her…head.”  Lovely.

Now I’m worried she looks like a Q-tip.