Wednesday, December 28, 2011


I am lucky that Dave is really good at picking out gifts. This year, he got me a ski pass. I have been wanting to go skiing forever but I have been pregnant or had a baby for the past several winters. I about had a heart attack when I opened it because I was so nervous and since it's already paid for there is no backing out. Now I realize that I am super excited and can't wait to try it out. Hopefully I am an expert skiier. Another thing I'm really excited for is season tickets to the Centerpointe Theater. We love going there. I was a bit nervous about that one, too. I was hoping the next thing I would unwrap would be a babysitter. But thankfully as soon as Kelly found out she offered to watch the kids (I bet it's written in permanent marker on the calendar!).

I am okay at getting gifts for Dave. Some years I think of something totally awesome, and other years I just can't think of anything. Dave is not gracious when he doesn't get something good. He totally has disappointment written all over his face. The first year we were married I didn't wrap Dave's stocking stuffers. Mine were never wrapped so I didn't even think of it. Dave was so disappointed I swear it ruined his Christmas! And he was not afraid to show it.

Long story short, Rock Band for the Wii is no longer made. I looked on KSL but only found sellers who were offering it with the Wii console, which I didn't need. I decided I would call everyone of them to see if anyone would sell me just the Rock Band. I asked Kelly to come with me in case the KSL posters were murderers trying to lure me in with their sweet "Rock Band". She agreed and we planned to go the next morning. That night we were going to go to Temple Square to see the lights. Well, the first person I text from KSL agreed to sell her Rock Band to me at a crazy awesome price, I knew if I waited til the next morning it would be gone (she had just posted it that day). So I text Kelly and she HAD PLANS WHICH DID NOT INCLUDE GOING WITH ME TO AVOID BEING MURDERED! So here is our text conversation, so Dave can fully appreciate the trouble we went to for this awesome gift (which is SO MUCH FUN!!!) I also had to make up a lame excuse to him as to why we weren't going to Temple Square. It was easy with the kids, they were disappointed until they found out they were going to play with cousins.

So I text Kelly...

Me: She just text me back and is giving me an awesome deal. Can you go today at 4:30?
Kelly: Boo, I have to pick jeremy up at 430 & Zack has a practice at 445. Would it help at all for u to drop the kids off while u go? I guess that doesn't solve the problem of u getting murdered...
Me: That would be great, but do you think Trev could come with me?
Kelly: Can Trev come with u to possibly witness and or be murdered? I'm sure he'd love to!
Me: Great, I'll pick him up at 4.

I'm so glad Trev (and Lance!) could go be my protectors and it was all worth it because Dave loves it and so do I (and Allie)!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011


One of my favorite Christmas traditions is the Christmas Eve sibling gift exchange. This year, having four kids and all, we drew names instead of all the kids getting each other gifts. As they exchanged gifts, they gave a love and said what they love about the person they were giving to. It was awesome!
On Christmas morning, Dave woke us up (accidently by really loudly shattering a mirror into a million pieces) at 6:45! It was TORTURE waiting til 8 to wake up the kids.
I'll be honest, we weren't thrilled about going to church on Christmas. Nothing against church. Well, nothing except for it makes me want to harm my children because they are so awful when we are there. But we loaded up and went. I thought it was going to be a slow day at church. I figured a lot of people would "lose track of time" playing with their gifts and the like. Well, it was packed. Everyone was there, and for good reason. The meeting was so amazing! The spirit was so strong and it was time very well spent. I did, in fact, want to cause harm, but only to one of my children (you'd never guess which...). It ended up adding so much to our day rather than taking away.
Allie has been asking for this dang Pillow Pet since last Christmas, or maybe even her fifth birthday. I have thought they are the biggest rip off ever, but everyone I talked to whose kid had one said they loved it. So when they were ten bucks this year, I got one. For twenty, which is what they were last year, I would have held my ground and not bought it.
Cute little Maci looking like a little guy in her (hand me down from Detmer) Rudolph jammies. Poor thing had a cold on Christmas. Thankfully it hasn't slowed her down much. She had NO interest in opening gifts, but loved crawling around and checking in on everyone.
We got the kids their own 3DS this year. I did some painstaking research and decided a 3DS was the best option as far as handheld consoles go. As far as I know, none of my kids had ever touched a DS before (it's possible they've played at a friends house, but I don't think so). So when they opened them Detmer said, "DS is my life!!!" It was a great reaction and he has done his best to make it true that DS is his life. We went mini-golfing today and on our way home Det said, "I can't wait to get home so I can play my DS." Allie is in heaven with hers as well. We didn't even need to buy her any games, as her favorite feature is being able to record herself and play it back again and again and again...
Cookies and milk for Santa.We had so much fun on Christmas Eve playing tons of games. I think it helped the time go by super fast for the kids. We played Minute to Win It, Missionary Tag, Elf Elf Santa (duck duck goose), freeze dance, and the stupid unwrapping a present game that the kids love but I'm never doing again (it sucks for the poor kids who don't get a turn!).
My dad also came over with his gifts, since he knew we would not have time to open them on Christmas. The kids' were so excited to open something as they impatiently waited for Christmas morning.
Christmas Day at Grandpa's. We had a delicious dinner and lots of fun playing.
After my dad's we went to Dave's parents with just enough time to say hi to the Hyer's and the Baldwin's. We got some super cute gifts--I especially can't wait to post pictures of the gift Jenn got for the kids!

Friday, December 23, 2011

Christmas Letter

I love the Christmas cards and letters we receive in the mail each year. However, I've never sent a Christmas card out. I've never even really considered it, a lot to do with my tumultuous relationship with the post office and also to do with my lazy. And some lack of desire. The blog is as close as I will get, so please enjoy this year's Christmas letter.
Allie: (age 6) Allie is growing like crazy, as evidenced by her conversation with Detmer the other day. They were flipping through the Netflix Queue when they came upon a once beloved favorite. Allie exclaims, "ohhhhhhhhh, I used to love that show when I was little!" (Even way back then?)
She also surprises us with all the words she adds to her vocabulary. The other day I told her we were going to cousins, "tremendous!" She replies.
She is not lacking in the self confidence department, either. She had her dance recital the other day. When we got home and she got into jammies I said, "you sure looked gorgeous tonight at your dance recital." She looked at me, unimpressed. "Um. And I looked gorgeous before my dance recital. Remember? I was wearing my black Christmas shirt and my hair was like this (holds her head in pigtails)." How could I forget?
Detmer: (Age 4) Detmer's highlight of the year came all the way back in January when our precious Maci was born. I think both Dave and I are a little shocked that out of all the children, it was Detmer who formed the strongest bond with our baby girl. I don't think it's an overstatement to say he's obsessed. He wants us to have seven more babies, and will not hear of it if we tell him we aren't having more babies. A couple months ago he said, "Mom, I want our next baby to be a boy." Then he turns to Maci and says in his baby talk voice, "unless it's as cute as Maci, then I want it to be another girl."
So imagine my shock when I picked him up from the gym daycare the other day and he was going on and on about another baby. "Mom, Alex is sooo cute. I love way Alex says, dada. He's SO cuuuuute. Mom?" He pulls out the big guns, "Alex is cuter than Maci!" I was shocked and appalled. Who was this baby that had dethroned Maci? Did I work out side by side with his mom each day? How old was he, anyway? I started asking Detmer some follow up questions and finally discovered the (new) source of his affections:
Detmer has made some good new friends this year, but his number one remains the same. The other day, I asked him to tell me what he wanted me to write in his journal. I wrote as he told me, "I love Daddy. Daddy's my best friend. Daddy does a lot of things for me. Daddy plays with me. I love Daddy." "Okay, great!" I encourage, "anything else? I mean, you can talk about anyone else you want. Is there anyone or anything else you want me to write about?" He thinks for a second, "um. I love Daddy. We like to plays guns. Daddy loves to play with me." "Okay. So that's it then?" I ask. "Nothing else you want me to write? No other important people you want included in there?" He thinks for a second..."nope. That's all." And runs off to play.
Kendall: (age 3) Last week I scheduled Kendall's three year well check. She was not going to be having it. I tried every encouragement I knew how ("you will NOT be getting shots!" "you can get a sucker!") She didn't fall for any of it. I'm attempting to wean her off being so spoiled and getting everything she wants (oops) but after the disaster visit at the dentist, I knew this was not going to go well. So I told her I'd cancel. I "called" the doctor's office. I told them Kendall couldn't make it, but could we stop by and grab Maci some food? (I always pick up a formula sample at the doctor, and Kendall knew that since she went with me to Maci's last appointment.) I told her while we were picking up the formula, I should introduce her to my friend Silas (the doctor's name). She was excited to meet my friend. She said, "how old is she?" Not wanting her to be intimidated that he was a man, I said, "Silas is as big as Daddy. And you are going to love his awesome glasses." The medical assistant did all of Kendall's measurements and I asked her, "Hey can my friend Silas bring in Maci's food. Kendall really wants to meet him." A minute later the doc comes in (wondering why he's handing me formula). He checks Kendall out from head to toe. But she was none the wiser. To this day, she thinks she got out of going to the doctor. And that is the story of how the bamboozler became the bamboozled.
She loves to dance anytime there is music, and this video from back in February will always be one of my faves (curse whoever thought of having the DDR boo a bad dancer! What if your two year old wants to try it?)

Maci: (age ALMOST ONE!!!) I'm a little worried about Maci's post. I don't want any other mom's to feel bad if there babies are a little, well, slow. Just remember, all babies learn at a different pace, and just because Maci is a little more advanced than most babies, it's no reason for other (lesser?) mother's out there to feel bad. But, it's true, just this week at just shy of one year old, my baby Maci has LEARNED TO CRAWL!!! I know. It's crazy. I should probably consider contacting the Discovery channel or something. I sense a "genius babies" special in her very near future. Now, she's not doing it consistently quite yet, but after months of watching her drag her little gut along the floor, she is occasionally getting up on all fours. If she's not careful she might be walking before the age of 2!

We also discovered tonight that she can climb up stairs. I wasn't sure if Dave put her in bed or left her downstairs, so I asked. He walked into the front room and said, "well I THOUGHT she was downstairs but she's right here." She had the biggest smile on her face and was so proud of her accomplishment! (Stair climbing AND crawling in the same week? Uh-oh. Looks like I've got a little over-achiever on my hands!)

Merry Christmas!!!

Tuesday, December 13, 2011


I don't get how people do not LOVE the beautiful Christmas season. If you have had emotional trauma related to Christmas (such as I have with Thanksgiving) than I can excuse you from loving all things Christmas. BUT that is the only excuse I can accept. Please allow me to give these three pieces of advice:

#1: You are not TOO busy. Promise. Most who know me know it is my biggest pet peeve to hear people moan and groan about how busy they are (sometimes it's like a contest, I swear!) but this is not acceptable during Christmas. The most important thing is making memories, keeping traditions, spending time with family, and learning about the birth of Jesus. Almost all other things can be set aside. You do not have to say yes to each and every invitation that comes your way.
#2: Go ahead and shop in advance. If you are waiting for a Christmas bonus, that's fine. BUT please be sure you know all the things you want and how you are going to purchase them (online or in store? If in store, what store?) I saw this mom at Target complaining about how bad she HATES CHRISTMAS SHOPPING THIS CLOSE TO CHRISTMAS. You know what? I love it. Probably because I really don't NEED anything. My Christmas shopping has been done for months (in my head). One thing I knew I wanted I kept my eyes open and found the sweetest deal ever and ran to the store to grab it.
#3: My friend's husband had the day off work and I told her she should be out doing something fun. She said, "it's hard to have fun when you don't have money." But really, it's not. I proceeded to give her a list of things she can do for free or very cheap. Please contact me if you need any ideas, but don't cause yourself huge amounts of financial stress at Christmas. If your financial situation doesn't allow you to buy the things you want this year, make it special for your children in whatever way you can. Memories and traditions are what they will remember.

(You are welcome for that helpful list-may it make your season brighter.) Here are some things we have done to make our season bright:

Took the kids to Chuck E Cheese. Maci had lots of fun but was not so good at Deal or No Deal.
Maci was really good at this game though. I don't recall the name of it but I pulled the lever and set Maci's bum on it to stop it and she won 100 tickets. I know it's disgusting that she was crawling around on the floor of Chuck E Cheese but she had to gather her 100 tickets.
This was after we got home from our "Christmas Sweater" party our friends had. It's very unfortunate we did not get a group shot. They had a photo booth at the party, and I heard the pictures turned out terrible so hopefully we get to see them soon!
Tonight we went to Corben's choir concert. I took this picture to show my dad that his phone takes better pics than my camera and could he please be in charge of still shots at Allie's recital tomorrow.
I walked down the stairs the other day and the kids were sitting like this. It's times like these I wish I had a camera surgically attached to my person, but after a very quick trip up the stairs and back down, I gratefully found they held the pose.
This day of our advent calendar said, "family date: movie with popcorn". I like how they are all eating popcorn but none of them are even looking at the TV. Incidentally, we ended up turning off the first ABC Family movie we picked because it was "too scary".
Kendall wanted to feed Maci. Poor Maci. She's pretty much eating upside down. That's can't be comfy.For another advent, the kids' got to open a gift from under the tree. They each got coloring books. They go through coloring books like they are going out of style, plus the coloring books cost a quarter. Win/Win.

Monday, December 5, 2011


I already wrote a very lovely post about Kendall turning "fwee" (as she likes to say). But it disappeared. Actually, worse. It was on my screen and I couldn't save it or post it so I just had to x out. Boo. So here's is a little bit about Kendall:

Kendall is my spoiled and naughty girl, but also a huge charmer. She does the naughtiest stuff but in the funniest way. And even if I wanted to punish her, I swear she has no conscience. She does the same naughty stuff over and over. Just come to my house and find the coloring on the walls/furniture/and as of today PLATES!

Kendall was the easiest baby ever. Seriously rarely fussed, slept great. I think she was about 9 months when things changed and my sweet baby turned into, well, Allie puts it best: "Kendall! You naughty naughty girl." We say that a lot!

She loves Allie, Detmer, Kendall, Disneyland, princesses, Mickey and Minnie, family dates, dates with daddy, monkeys (especially her blankey), cousins, grandparents, Owen and Emmett, coloring. I can't really name her favorite foods because she has no appetite, unless of course it's junk food.

She will not watch TV yet constantly asks "can we watch Netflix?" And I'm like, "YES! Will you PLEASE!!!" But once it's on she's on to the next activity. The one show she will watch is my nemesis: Caillou. Now, I'm no kid-TV hater. Heck I even love Barney! But if you're not familiar with Caillou he's a whiney little brat who talks baby talk and always gets his own way. (hmmm, now that I think about it maybe Kendall's watching it a little too much!)

Kendall loves to sing and dance. The other day we were driving around and she was listening to Dave's iPod and starts singing, "gotta get get. gotta get get." When a song comes on that she likes she needs it turned up as loud as possible. She says, "Mommy, it's my faveut song! Turn it up!"
Cuddling with Grandpa Greg on the night of her birthday-exhausted from so much fun!
Fun birthday at Boondocks!
Kendall and her monkey cake.

Saturday, November 26, 2011


I'm so grateful that my sweet little kids get excited about every tiny little thing we do. May they always be so easy to please!

The kids were so excited for Thanksgiving they couldn't even sleep. Seriously. Thanksgiving! I absolutely love their zest for life.

After Thanksgiving dinner we went to a movie. A movie! Could they be more lucky?!

Then we got home Denny was here. Denny!!!

And we did Just Dance on the wii!!!
Foreshadowing: this was taken before the movie started and Kendall was like, "when's the movie going to be over?" Then she fell asleep about 20 minutes in.
Maci squirmed and wiggled until she was on my lap and then fell sound asleep. (Dave and I traded babies'. Maci slept on me, Kendall slept on Dave.)
Allie and Detmer LOVE! (as I've noted) going to the theater but we don't go more than once every few months. It's always funny when the lights go down and the screen turns on they get nervous!

We saw the Muppet Movie and we all loved it (except Dave, who liked it). I did not think it was as good as Muppet's Take Manhatten or the Muppet Christmas Carol but those are two of my all time favorite movies, so it's not really a far comparison!

Friday, November 18, 2011


WARNING: This post contains some partial nudity and may not be suitable for children under the age of 13.

This is the kind of post that once I push "publish" I have no chance of running for office. This is the dirt that would come out on me. I've decided to go public with it anyway. I told my kids' about it the other night and their reaction was awesome.

When Dave reads this post, he's going to be so disappointed there is not pictures. (Actually as soon as he figures out what story this is he's going to be like, PLEASE NO! Don't tell me she went public with this!)

As has been well documented, my children LOVE swimming. Every Davis County resident should know that on Wednesday nights (in the winter) from 6 to 845 pm, Surf N Swim offers entrance for $1. That is a deal we can't pass up.
So last year when the dollar nights started in October, I decided to take the children. Dave was working late or something, I can't remember why he never came. I was quite pregnant with our precious Maci.

I got my three beautiful children in their swimsuits, packed a change of clothes, and off we went.

As I watched them play and splash in the pool I was totally satisfied with my decision to come swimming in the freezing temps.

We got out of the pool at closing time (ah, those were the days not having to worry about getting up early the next morning.)

I took the three kids into the locker room for a shower and to change into their jammies so they wouldn't freeze on the way home.

Surf N Swim has the type of shower where four heads come off of one pipe. It's great because I put all the kids in, punch their showers on, and the ones who are not being cleaned are still keeping warm.

My little shivering one year old Kendall was first. I soaped her down, washed her hair, and dressed her nice and cozy in her jammies. I sat her on a bench while I went to wash Allie and Detmer.

As I'm washing Allie's hair, I saw something so horrible out of the corner of my eye. I prayed my eyes were deceiving me. What was it, you may wonder? Man carrying a knife? A shadow lurking behind the bathroom stall? No. Much worse.

My fully dressed Kendall standing IN the shower dancing around, dripping wet in her jammies.

I quickly dressed Allie and Detmer. Kendall was shivering by now.

Please try and understand what I am about to say next. I had three small children. It was of utmost priority that I bring them towels and clothes to change into so they didn't have to ride home in their swimsuits. Now, that took enough time so OBVIOUSLY I didn't bother packing a change of clothes for myself. However, when I got out of the pool and realized how cold it was, I took off my swimsuit and put on only my jacket and pants that I had worn over my swimsuit to the pool.

Our towels were soaking wet.

My baby was soaking wet.

It was freezing cold.

My first priority was to get my kids home to their warm beds.

So I did what any good (non)self-respecting mother would do: I got the kids in the van at lightening speed, slipped off Kendall's jammies, slipped my jacket over her to offer hopefully a little warmth, hopped in the driver's seat, and drove home.

And that, my friends, is how I ended up driving topless around Layton City.

(To be honest my favorite part of this story is when I told my two friends Kristen and Kristen. They literally had their mouths gaping open. Then they were like, "so you just had a shirt on, but no bra." Me: "no. no shirt." Kristen: "so then you were JUST wearing a bra?" Me: "no. no I was not wearing a bra." They couldn't cope with what I had done. They didn't realize my desperation. Then they spent the next several minutes trying to solve the problem for me, not realizing it couldn't be undone. They were like, you should have wrapped up in a wet towel! You should have put your swimsuit back on! And that was when I realize that until they, too, are caught driving around town topless, they will never understand.)

Monday, November 14, 2011


Dave is a sentimental guy. He has boxes of stuff he does not want to part with. Sometimes he'll think of getting rid of something but say, "My Grandpa bought this for me" or "My Grandma made this." At which point I gently remind him he's 31 years old and if I kept as much stuff as he did we would have no where to live.

He is letting go nice and easy. But he did have one cherished childhood toy that meant the world to him. He's been excited for years to give it to Detmer, but he had to wait until Detmer was responsible enough to care for it. This toy belonged not only to Dave, but also to his dad. This is a three generation toy. The other night, Detmer earned his rite of passage into Huckhood.

Dave got out his beloved Huck stuffed animal and presented it to Detmer. Detmer's reaction never disappoints. He LOVES this stuffed animal. That night when Dave checked on Detmer he found this:
When I went in his room in the morning to get Maci, he was playing with Huck. Tonight Allie got to stay up and watch a show, but Detmer had to go to bed. He was so mad when he discovered the injustice he held Huck tight the entire time pleading his case (P.S. WHY does it suck so bad to not give my kids everything they want. I just wanted to say "come here precious, of course you can watch a show you wonderful boy." Following through on punishment SUCKS!!!). For some reason when Detmer gets mad or sad for Dave, he uses a British accent. So he clung to Huck and cried "Doddy!!!! Doddy!!!!" Long live Huck!

Ni Hao

Today Dave and I attended our very first parent teacher conference. We felt like actors posing as grown ups but we didn't make too big of fools of ourselves (well, I guess the teacher could say different...) Her English teacher showed us some of her work and had great things to say. We just love Allie's teacher. She is everything a parent and student could ever want in a teacher. I was out on Saturday and when I came home Allie had a letter written to Santa:

Dear Sata, al I wnt for chrisms is a desg wth al the erts and cfs.

I easily read it: Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is a desk with all the arts and crafts.

She told me "I asked Daddy to help, but he was too busy playing the computer so I just sounded it out."

The main thing her teacher praised Allie about is her writing and that she is not afraid of spelling things wrong. See how it pays off to have lazy parents? Your welcome, Allie. We do what we can.

When we met with Allie's Chinese teacher, she wanted Allie to demonstrate her Chinese skills. At first the two of them sat there chatting in Chinese. It was so crazy to hear my little baby speaking Chinese. I loved every second, but let's be honest, Chinese is a very different language and it was so weird to hear it coming from my little girl. It was weird for me to have no idea what she was saying. So, what do I do? Start laughing. I was so embarrassed and tried to stop but couldn't. Dave told me later he was going to nudge me to signal me to stop laughing. Ya think? Yeah, I realized it was a little inappropriate but I couldn't help it.

The other day in Allie's primary class she had to pick a service she would do at home. She picked doing the dishes. She walked right in from church and got to work on it! AND she did a great job! She is the biggest help to me.
The other day Allie finally got a beloved "BAGGIE BOOK" from school. She was so excited! She immediately read it three times so she could check it off and get another one. They have to read each book three times before exchanging, so she reads it once to me, once to Dave, and once to Detmer and Kendall. It works out beautifully!
When I picked Allie up from dance last week she wouldn't come out the door and was holding her hands behind her back. As soon as I opened it she showed me her prize and her certificate for "hardest worker". She has been wanting the hardest worker award pretty much since she started dance so this was a big treat for her!

Saturday, November 12, 2011


Most of these pictures are Octoberish, but while Dave is freezing his butt off at the blowout BYU game tonight, I'll post these in his honor:)Back when the sun used to shine, we took the kids to see the Cougars. Dave took turns taking each of the kids as his date to the games, and this game Grandpa gave us his extra tickets and we all got to go. It was Maci's first game and she definitely loved it:) She was really good. We had so much fun. It was another blowout (thanks to our awesome Independace schedule) but I don't mind a good blowout. It was a blast.
One of the funnest things about a big win is doing the rise and shout lots and lots. The kids, especially Kendall, loved that part.

Over UEA we went to the cabin. As we were driving back home I was in the worst mood ever due to a variety of issues we were having. 15 minutes down the road I see this. So many dang cows blocking the road I couldn't even get through. At first I was like, oh great slow me down even more. But it ended up being the funnest thing that could have happened. The kids and I laughed our heads off as we drove one mile per hour through a million cows that we easily could have reached out and touched.
When I saw this cute picture really small I was like "what are they making pancakes or waffles?" Because if Dave is cooking, it's pancakes or waffles.
I LOVE going to Black Island Farms each fall. It is one of my favorite fall traditions. That place is so much fun and everyone who works there is so nice. The big bonus of this year is that Allie didn't get lost!
Of course I was by myself with the four kids when we went on the Hayride (at Black Island Farms) where they each get to pick a pumpkin. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers. Everyone was helping us with our pumpkins and someone even held Maci! Plus I was so lucky that my neighbors were there and took my pumpkins and dropped them off at our house!
This girl is in her dress up phase. She usually has on at least one dress up. Usually about four or five different outfits. This I took AFTER she took off her Pooh costume that was on over her leotard!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011


So we saw about 100 other little fellows with Detmer's same costumer, including his good friend Ty. I personally am not a fan of the generic super hero's but then I guess I shouldn't have bought it for Detmer because he was in love with it and refused to even consider other options!
Kendall was Piglet for the ward party but luckily she still cares a little bit about my influence, so this Piglet costume didn't come out again and instead Kendall was a stylin' cowgirl. I think Piglet could have worked but it's a little too small for her.
Cutest little witch. Okay, this costume I was totally happy with!
Allie's dance group did a flash mob at Burger Stop. It was awesome! A bunch of people were there for the car show when fifty or so girls started dancing. I'm excited for more of these.
The problem with the flash mob: this was the best picture I got of Allie dancing!
Pumpkin carving! Too bad I don't have a picture of how amazing they turned out. (Amazing, at least, for those who like squares and circles. We're very basic with our pumpkin carving.)
Grandma's ward Trunk or Treat. The kids love this and the weather was beautiful this year!
The whole reason Allie decided to be a black cat was because I bought this witch costume and she wanted to b my black cat. Then when I dressed up as a witch she HATED it! She begged me not to do it again. It was hilarious!
Dave's office does a Halloween party each year that the kids' love! They look so forward to their privlidged entry into Daddy's work and especially eating at McDonald's, which is a must for Daddy's work!
We had an awesome Halloween. I love when the weather cooperates. The Cardon's have started an annual (right? Right???) tradition of roasting hot dogs for Trick or Treaters. The kids, or I should say Allie, lasted the shortest amount of time this year. Allie can usually go forever. It was perfect amount of time for the parents.