I was asked to take the pictures at our ward’s Christmas party. We had a great Santa this year.
Madison is currently going through a thing with sticking her tongue out whenever we are taking a picture of her.
Brooke brought along her Christmas wishlist. She presented it to Santa when they got to see him, then she waited until all the kids were gone so she could explain all the pictures to make sure Santa understood what she wanted.
One of the items on her list is a magical necklace that will bring all her imaginary friends to life. Santa said he would see what he could do. Good luck Santa!
Let’s start off this round of pictures with one of Dallas and his man-crush Scott Kelby:
On Mother’s Day Brooke made me this:
It’s not everyday you get an airplane banner message, so I felt pretty special.
Spencer was cute eating a Fun Dip:
He got a little crazy with sidewalk chalk:
I have a friend on Instagram who is always posting the cutest pictures of her child sleeping. That has led me to do some serious reflection on my life and I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to take more sleeping-child pictures. So I have:
There. I already feel like I’m leading a more fulfilling life now.
Let’s move on to another picture of Caroline with her beloved pig hat:
Caroline wore that silly hat EVERYWHERE, for better or for worse.
Madison tried it out as well:
You may be relieved to know that the pig hat is no longer. At my Mom’s and sister’s and husband’s insistence I threw the pig hat away. Don’t tell Caroline.
We went on a fun hike. The trail started off looking a little spooky:
Caroline used my phone to see all the dirt on her face. She couldn’t believe her eyes, apparently:
Caroline loves Jell-o. She saved up enough money to buy her own package of Jell-o so she didn’t have to share with anyone:
My bearded brother:
We had a flat tire. Dallas hurriedly put the spare on before leaving for work. Spencer saw the jack still out and used it to do some repairs on his jeep:
Madison has a thing for shoes:
Poor baby fell off her trike and skinned her elbow. The actual wound wasn’t too bad. Until she started picking at it. So we put band-aids on it. Which apparently she had an allergic reaction to. So her arm looked like this:
You’ll be happy to know we found non-latex wraps and after a few days of TLC her arm is now looking much better.
At the same time her arm skin was bubbling up and falling off her body, her face looked like this:
That was a rough time in baby’s life.
Flashback to February when I had a birthday! Happy birthday to me!
Brooke made our family out of Legos:
This scene is one of my favorite Lego things she’s done. You can’t tell from the picture, but the thing on the right is a snack machine. There was a slot to put Lego money in and a way to make an actual snack fall from the machine. The thing on the left is a soft drink machine:
Spencer was proud of his Lego car:
And whatever this was:
This is the creepiest thing my kids have done. Our neighbors were moving. The kids wanted to see the action but got bored watching, so they set up video cameras to record the whole thing:
I love to imagine what the neighbors would have thought had they known their every move was being filmed. Probably that they were getting out of the neighborhood in the nick of time.
Brooke used paper to weave a checkers board and she and Caroline played some game they made up:
Flossing is hard:
Brooke and Caroline were having a paper airplane contest. Brooke named her plane “The Black Star.” She recruited Spencer to be her cheering section and gave him a flag to wave and a hat to wear, complete with the Black Star logo:
Spencer has added a new machine to his drawing repertoire. Here we have a digger:
Spencer used Perler beads to make a sunrise:
We got a hummingbird feeder. I have never seen hummingbirds just out in nature around here so I was skeptical that we would attract any…but we did! We have several that come and go every day:
This picture is hard to see, but Spencer was recreating the crash scene in one of his books with his cars:
This little girl loves to climb the bunk bed ladder and sit at the top giving me a panic attack every time I catch her up there:
When Madison is surprised she makes a perfect O with her mouth:
Believe it or not, this post gets us up to date on the blog. We thought this day would never come!
We had a family dinner at my aunt and uncle’s house which was the most exciting thing in Caroline’s life to date. She couldn’t WAIT to get there and start playing.
First stop — check in on the chickens:
Next stop — play in the play house:
After that we ate. We learned Brooke doesn’t eat the part of the grape with the hole:
Then we went on a little trip to Paris:
Brooke got Dallas to put all of her stop motion films on one disk. She proudly showed them off to anyone who would spare a few minutes to watch:
The little boys were only too willing to veg out as they ate their dessert:
My aunt and uncle were slightly less enthusiastic about being forced to watch:
Why is that? Why do kids always have to barf in the middle of the night? Isn’t the horrible stench, the chunky texture, the yucky feeling, and the gag-inducing sound bad enough? Why do we all have to be jarred from our slumber on top of that?
The first night was Caroline. Poor Caroline had a fever for four days. We shut ourselves in the house and didn’t go anywhere. Finally, on the fifth day, she was fever free. I was giddy with the thought that we’d actually be able to leave the house soon. That very night she barfed.
The next night she barfed again. As I was going to bed after helping her, I got sick.
Madison woke up with a horrible diaper so I assumed the sickness had gotten to her.
The next night Brooke got sick.
The next night Dallas got sick.
The next night Spencer got sick.
The next night I went to bed knowing we had all gotten the bug so I would FINALLY be able to sleep through the night!
Until Spencer woke me up. He was sick again.
The next morning Caroline brought Madison to me. (I was still in bed.) A few moments of cuddling with her revealed she stank to high heaven. It was then that I actually looked at her and saw she had dry, crusty barf caked all over her. Oops. Poor baby had gotten sick in the night and slept in her own barf. Sad face.
The next night I REALLY went to bed knowing we had all gotten the bug so I would FINALLY, FINALLY be able to sleep through the night!
And then Madison barfed again.
I am giving up hope that I will ever sleep again.
Is this sounding like we’re all trapped in a horror film? How’s this for the ending —-