TWILIGHT

That is a theater full of women at 11:30pm waiting for the midnight showing of Twilight to start. I need to mention that most of them have been in line since about 7:30pm and some since that morning! There were 9 other theaters sold out as well. We had so much fun giggling, talking and sometimes screaming like 12 year olds. The lady on the right is my Aunt Philis from Utah. She had been in the car for 12 hours that day and still tuffed out a bunch of crazy girls in love with a vampire. I'm gonna risk the chance of sounding REALLY dumb, but it was so fun to see all different types of people in the same place with something in common...kinda like the 4th of July but not. (Yeah that sounded dumb).

Scott's 28!

Blowing out the candles!! I'm sure he's wishing for world peace or more likely hunting equipment.

Happy birthday to Scott! We celebrated Scott's birthday at his parents house the 16th. Yummy food, good gifts, and family always make for a perfect celebration. That little girl loves her daddy!

Gilbert Days!

Every year in the fall we celebrate Gilbert Days! We all meet at the parade and drink hot chocolate while we wait for our favorite float. Everyone's is different but we all agree that the marching band is the best to dance to. This is my sister Cherise dancing with Daisy and Reese. Might I add it takes some major muscles to not just hold these two but dance with them? Yowza!

Yep! That's my kid playing in the street!

It's kinda strange to think that 13 years ago I was holding Victoria probably in the exact same spot for the same occasion! Yikes! I'm having a moment.

Cousins! These are just a few, but I think that they are Daisy's happy place. She begs to see any of them daily.

Mother Daisy

Daisy was named after Scott's Great Grandma. Everyone called her Mother Daisy and the maternal instinct must come with the name. This is Daisy nursing her baby. I walked in on her so into Sesame Street and nursing that I literally went and got my camera came back and snapped the picture without her even blinking.

Somehow I wish that I could actually teach her how to change Jenna's diaper instead of just her baby doll.

Miss Bliss getting in trouble for wasting wipes! Yes, that's what she does when I'm disciplining! She smiles like, " My cute face might get me out of this."

Dang She's Cute !

Those of you that know Scott don't have any questions about this picture. That is an empty case of Diet Caffeine Free Dr Pepper (almost as good as the real stuff...:) on my daughters head. Someone once told me that Scott will forever keep me young. I think I'll have some pretty gnarly laugh lines though.

Tumbleweed park

This is Tumbleweed Park. It's the kind of park that accommodates most ages. It has the slow and steady slides and then it has the wedgie making slides. For some reason Daisy likes the wedgie slides! Here's Daddy and D on a slow and steady slide.

Now D has gained some confidence and starts goin for the big kid stuff.

Somehow Scott caught the tragedy on camera! D's little body was bashed face first into the side of the slide. So sad. Impressive photography though! Note the shoe streaks above D's head from all the other kids trying to stop themselves from this same catastrophe. It makes me think of that movie, A Christmas Story, when the kids get shoved down the big scary slide screaming after they tell Santa what they want.

And that was the end of our day at the park. Most of the other parents there thought we were pretty stinken sick for taking pictures of our screaming baby but our theory is "Rub it out." or "Hey! You're not bleeding!" Don't worry! We still comfort and love our children too!

FUNNY STORY!!!

Scott and I are living at my parents house until we move into our house in a few months. It's really been great! No! Really! OK, so the other morning we got a phone call at like 5:30AM! Who does that?! Anyways, I didn't think much of it until I heard a huge SLAM on our bedroom door...huh? So of course I wake Scott up to check it out! He fully grabs our gun to go looking through the house for whatever maniac banged on our door and ran. Sadly all he found was my humiliated father. Why was he humiliated you ask? Well, when he heard the phone ring he was working out in his gym down the hall from our room. He b-lined it to get the phone before it woke any of us up. So here we have a pitch black hallway and a man who just jumped off a treadmill. Unfortunately he thought there was just about five more feet of hallway before his turn and he right on bug smashed into our door. (Just writing this down makes me laugh until tears come.) I hope you all have the same sick sence of humor as me and truly don't find many things funnier than people running into screen doors, sliding glass doors, or in this case just a straight up in your face door. Love you Daddy! Next time just let it ring.