Glug, Glug, Glug

Isn't he supposed to wait until he's a teenager to do this?

Crazy Hair Day!!!

Does it look more like she woke up with bed head?....

Or was electricuted?

"P" is for Priesthood

Pajama Day

It is "spirit week" at Joy School this week. Vivi was so excited about it being pajama day today. What she is really excited for though is crazy hair day tomorrow. Just wait and see what we have planned.

I love the days Vivi goes to school. Not because of the time that I am away from her, but because of all the funny stories and sayings she comes home with. I can't tell you how many times a day she tells us, "Well, Miss Jen says...." Today, in the car on the way home, she was telling me that she was extra nice to Tyler today. I asked her if she was super nice to all of her friends at school. She said, "Yes. Except Taylor. He wasn't there today. He is going on a long car ride. I think he went to Jupiter. Or maybe it was Pluto. Wait! Actually it was Texas. That is a really long car ride." Texas is a VERY long car ride, but I think I'd take it over Jupiter or Pluto.

"A" is for Accountability

When we asked Colson of he knew what accountability meant, he said, "I know, I know, (in an exasperated tone) it means I'm responsible for my own choices (Duh, mom and dad). I'm just glad he gets it.

"B" is for Baptism

Colson is going to be baptized this next Saturday, June 6th. We have a tradition in our family that the week before someone gets baptized, they get a "special" cookie for each day of that week. The first day is a "B" (for baptism) cookie, and we talk about what baptism means. The next day is an "A" cookie, then a "P" cookie and so on. Doing this has given Trent and I a great opportuniy to talk with our kids about the importance of baptism before they get baptized. This is such a special time in Colson's life, and we are so grateful for the decision he has made to be baptized.

Gum

Preston loves gum. I swear he secretly searches for it all day. There have been many a time that I find him chewing gum, but I have no idea where he found it. I've said it before... Sneaky. If he hasn't been able to find any gum on his own, he'll ask for it. Constantly. Like I said, he loves gum. We were in the car the other day, and of course the first thing he spots after we buckle him in is the gum sitting on the cup holders in the front. (I told you... he's always on the lookout.) So we gave him some gum (you have never seen a happier kid). Not 2 minutes later, we look back and he is gone to the world, and his gum is hanging out of his mouth. He of course woke up the second I tried to take it out of his mouth. Nothing comes between and his gum.

Photographer in the Making

It was Colson's 2nd grade musical this last week. We ended up having seats toward the back, so I sent Trenton, with the camera, up to where all the kids were sitting on the floor at the front. I ended up with over 50 pictures to choose from by the time he was done. He got several good ones of Colson.

There were plenty of pictures to choose from of all the different back drops.


And he even got in several group shots. All in all, I think he did a fabulous job as photographer for the night.

Bear Badge

Trenton recently completed the rest of his requirements to earn his Bear badge. He's a Weblo (sp?) now! Way to go bud. Thanks for working so hard to finish your Bear book!

Prayer

I love listening to my kids pray. A lot of times their prayers are so sweet and sincere, but sometimes they are just laugh out loud funny, except you're not supposed to laugh out loud because, well, it's during the prayer. Plenty of times I've had to try and pull off the fake cough that starts out as a laugh. (I know, I need to work on my reverence.) We were sitting down to eat lunch today and Vivi volunteered to pray and bless the food. She started out saying things like, "We're grateful for this day", "We're thankful for Jesus", "Please bless the food"... and so on. Then she starts talking about how she's thankful for her family and that she ".. loves Preston, and even if he is a turd, she'll still forgive him." Word for word. Are you allowed to call you're brother a "turd" during the prayer? At least she's honest about her feelings... I guess. Maybe we need to help her think of some nice things to call her brother. She recently dubbed his nicknames "Meanie" and "Messy" for crying out loud. Maybe if he hears things like, "darling boy" "so sweet" "tidy tot" and "you're so gentle" he would start to act that way instead? (Hey, it's worth a try, right?) Who knows maybe he just needs a little positive reinforcement ;)