Caroline's Ride

On the way to Rexburg from the Fred and Della Barker reunion in Nampa, ID, Randy and I stopped off to visit some of my family that I hadn't seen in ages; Aunt Lenore, cousins Bonnie, Kathleen and Levi. We also got to meet Levi's wife Minda and his kids April and Hunter. Family is so nice to have! Aunt Lenore was nice enough to treat us to lunch and Bonnie was nice enough to take us to her house so that the kids to see some horses

Caroline's Plea

She's been saying this over and over again. HELP, Autumn, HELP!

This kind of goes along with "YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU --BLEEP--BLEEP--" in the delivery room. :) Babies: They're Evil

Thoughts...

One of the best parts of being a SAHM is the cute pics you collect on the camera phone.

Getting ready for the pool.

Trying on goggles
Make me melt!

Sunday fun

Oh what wonderful times at church. Randy's usually out the door between 6:30 and 7:00 leaving me to get the kids ready on my own. Grandma Pete has been helping whenver possible, but in general Sunday mornings are exciting than they used to be. Because I was in Cali when Randy was called to be second counselor in the branch presidency, I missed the "privilege" of speaking in front of the branch that one Sunday. Today, however, we were a speaker short and Randy "volunteered" me to bear my testimony. Oh, I just love my part in all of this! :) We got home today at 3:00 making my trip 6 hrs and Randy's 8 hrs. That puts an end to the common notion of "day of rest."

Bye Bye Bee Bee

I am SO sad! I bought this beautiful flowering tree for my yard. It's a purple locust tree which handles both drought and freezing. I thought that I had finally hit the jackpot as far as pretty desert trees go. This morning, in my attempt at a normal life as a SAHM, I thought that I would go outside. I saw my little treeling, ready to be planted... with big chunks cut of the leaves. I looked for the caterpillar culprits, all the while shewing away the pesky bees that were buzzing near my ear. Low and behold.... IT WAS THE DARNED BEES (which also happened to be Africanized honey bees aka killer bees)! They were chewing my beautiful tree leaves! Luckily the girls didn't bother the bees into a frenzy.

I wonder....

What does it feel like to be my cell phone?

Nasty Case of Lazy Bumitis

I'm trying to kick my rear into gear. After two weeks of either being ill, or caring for the 4 ill kids (Randy is a big kid) I've totally lost my umph that I brought back with me from Cali.

The girls had their first trip to the dentist yestderday. Kimmee cried. They ended up polishing her teeth while I held her. I'm beginning to think that this "recommend the dentist visit at two years old" is a pot shot from the M.D.'s to the D.D.S.'s. Caroline rather, was very tense throughout the visit, but actually did very well. No crying. Lot's of four-year-old bravery. Afterwards the doc gave the girls a coin purse, a sticker, an award for no cavities, a kid-sized spin brush, and a t-shirt (with his advertisement on the back, of course). The office was also nicely equipped with brand new toys, a video game system, a t.v., rocking horse, kid castle and dora and princess lounge chairs. Looks like I picked the right dentist the first time :)

Equine Fever

One of the fringe benefits of living in a hick town

Move Over Riley

Oh Yes. Kimmee turned two on Sunday and she's living up to the reputation of a two-year-old. Monday morning I woke up to Caroline informing me that Kimmee got poop all over the bedroom. Not an entirely new experience (unfortunately) but definately not something you want to start off your day. After the survey of the room, I decided that I would move the girls to the kitchen table for Kix and milk. Kimmee then proceeded to pour the milk on the table and help it to seep into the hymnal that was left there after our Sunday trek to church. Seeing that breakfast was out... I moved the girls into the living room for coloring. While I finished cleaning the mess on the table and steam cleaned the carpet in the girls room, I returned to a sleeper sofa stuffed with broken crayons.

KIMMEE - YOU'RE FIRED, I texted to Randy.

To help me not committ a crime that would involve jail time, I removed Kim to her bedroom. Once I finished removing 129 or so little pieces of crayon out of my decrepit couch I peeked in the bedroom. I'll give you one guess what Kimmee was doing; Getting into trouble AGAIN! All of the Pull-ups that were stacked neatly on the shelf (a shelf that she had to climb 3 feet to get to) were unceremoniously thrown down on the ground.

Tonight Randy saw something on our DirecTV guide that concisely describes Kim to a "T."