Sunday, August 31, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I keep a pack by my bed for times that I just need a chew. Last night was one of those nights. I actually fall asleep quite often chewing gum, and have considered myself skillfull when I wake up the morning after, gum tucked in cheek.
Tadd noticed my nightly chewing for the first time, and asked if I ever get it in my hair in my sleep. "Nope, never," I responded.
I woke up at 3 a.m. with sticky hair, and a fuzzy brain. My brain couldn't figure out what stuck itself to my hair, and figured it out .01 seconds later. CRAP! So, turns out peanut butter does work! I never thought I'd encounter a 5 year old experience at the age of 23. Well done, Caitlyn.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Rules: Take pictures of the following, there's no tidying up and no wiping of your kids faces. So here goes:
ClosetI know, a total mess. Strange because I'm always looking into how to make it more organized. Too bad you can't see the bins on the shelves, those give me peace of mind. Wait, is that a bra? And since Tadd and I don't share a closet I thought I'd include...
Tadd's Closet You guessed it, every one of those shirts hanging up in there are Ralph Lauren Polo's. Golf snob.
Laundry RoomNot really a room, but we love the walls!
We have a chipped toilet seat, which I've always hated, but eh...what do you do? Also, notice that the lid is DOWN, which I am extremely picky about! Tadd has learned well.
Self Portrait No kids for me, so no pictures are included of them!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I didn't get any pics from dinner, but we sisters had a glorious time chatting around the dinner table after we had all stuffed ourselves on my mother's delicious tacos.
After dinner I drove back up to Provo for Tadd and Camme's Cake n' Ice Cream Celebration. I picked up a cake from Costco, and afterward Camme, Kecia and I agreed that Costco cakes are no longer allowed. Could they get any heavier and unhealthy? From now on, some sort of dessert needs to be handmade (or purchased as an exception for me, sad) for everyone's birthday! Seriously, look at those 7 inch-high frosting balloons! Gag.
Check out Andrew, such a stud! Yes, that's a Hulk tat, awesome!
Darling little Bree! She can sign "milk" now, she's growing up so fast!
Ell Bell and Camme with Camme's sweet card!
Tadd and Crew-Man. They have a special bond, well more of an attachment. Don't try to take Crew away from Tadd, you'll regret it!
Happy Birthday to all you last-week-of-July-birthdays!
Monday, August 4, 2008
Tadd experimented with his new helicopter! (The gift he managed to injure himself with) Right after I snapped this picture, he finally figured out how to get the propellers to start, resulting in mayhem. The helicopter wasn't staying on it's feet, and the blades were chopping the leaves off the flowers, so Tadd instinctively grabbed the helicopter. Those blades are made of fiberglass, dude!
And that's how a dizamn good birthday is done...
You know how it goes, coworkers team up with complete opposites in over sized solid colored 100% cotton T-shirts purchased at Costco, and then run around Provo following clues, and completing ridiculous tasks. You know...
One task was tossing a Frisbee into a hula hoop. If you missed another member of the team had to do 10 push ups. If you traded responsibilities, 5 push ups had to be added to the 10. Our team had terrible luck in getting the Frisbee in that stupid hoop, so between all six of us roughly 300 push ups were done. I did 50, yay me!
I show you this particular picture with the man in the wheelchair because he saw us struggling, and figured he could help! He wheeled himself over, and began doing push ups FOR US! Obviously he is crippled in some way, (not to mention his cancer ridden lungs, and toothless mouth) so in order to get on the ground he had to eject himself from his chair, and just fall straight forward onto his hands. Now that's sacrifice!
Another task: arranging letters to spell our Vision Statement.
Cruel task: eating an entire bag of pork rinds between all six of us.
I'm that little creature over there kneeling down. This was the egg toss. Ryan (far left) had to toss an egg into my outstretched shirt. First toss, right in the left tata, luckily there was enough absorption, so the egg didn't break!
Here's the team after the race ended! We really had such a great time! I whined and whined the day before and tried to get out of it, but I truly enjoyed myself! Plus, I easily ran more that day than I've run in a year. Now I can avoid exercise for another year. Phew.