Monday, October 31, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Swimming Lessons
We have given birth to three small children who I'm sure could have been fish in a previous life--if we believed in reincarnation. All three love swimming, love the water, love getting water up their noses, love jumping off the diving board, and are practically perfect in every way--just like their mother. wink wink
Our fantastic swimming teacher is our fantastic preschool teacher. She's completely wonderful and the boys love being around her. Her swimming pool is surrounded by "Christmas" pine trees, towering pine trees, a chicken coop, and little ants to follow. Needless to say, it's heaven for a little boy.
I love Will's face here:)
This is Lizzy who was thoroughly frustrated for 90% of the boys' lessons.
Sometimes, our teacher lets the older kids swim around in the deep end of the pool while the little kids have their lesson in the shallow end. It really bothered me last year when Carter and Will had their lessons in the shallow end. I didn't seem to mind so much this year. Hmmm....cough **hypocrite** cough.
Carter is a very accomplished belly-flopper. He did it three times in a row during one of his lessons. I screamed each time. After begging him to stop, I asked him how his stomach felt. "Horrible!" was his answer. "Mrs. E says I'm the bravest boy she ever met." Or the craziest!
Mrs. E with Mr. Will.
We took two sessions and by the end, Carter could swim the entire length of the pool--shallow to deep! I think it's about 30 feet. Good thing Michael Phelps will be out of the running for the 2028 Olympics.
Lizzy didn't get any swimming time at swimming lessons and for realsies, she was mad. So we took her to the rec center a few times and blew up the pool for her splash around in. She's so funny in the water--bath, pool, sink. She love, love, loves it!
summer fun
Forever and a year ago we barbecued with J's family and had some pretty sweet scooter races after. All the uncles and boys battled it out down the hill on the path behind our house.

Lizzy played with Kaycee the whole night:)
I proved to be a very poor ripstick rider.
Jeremy fared a bit better on the ripstick than I did. His forte remains the scooter.
Bradee is awesome at both.
We love to hike and have gone up Grandpa John's canyon a few times this summer. The boys are great hikers (when they eat all their breakfast). Lizzy has been a great little hiking companion.

Handsome boys. Pretty rad hats.

This is BY FAR the best way to get down the canyon!
We love to hike and have gone up Grandpa John's canyon a few times this summer. The boys are great hikers (when they eat all their breakfast). Lizzy has been a great little hiking companion.
Handsome boys. Pretty rad hats.
This is BY FAR the best way to get down the canyon!Evolution of a Black Eye
One day while sitting on a bar stool in our kitchen, cute little Carter was on the phone with his cousin discussing the finer points of Star Wars Episode V Empire Strikes Back when he lost his balance and fell and smacked his head on the tile floor.
slightly belated
So yeah, sometimes I update my blog. Sometimes it's three months behind--such as this post.
We all have birthdays in strawberry season which makes waffles with strawberries and whipped cream the perfect birthday breakfast.
Here the kids on the morning of their birthday and also their birthday cakes.

It's a ladybug--if you can't tell.
Pirate Treasure MapWednesday, July 13, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
We have funny kids
I am kind of lazy about blogging. There are several reasons for my laziness, for instance: 1. I hate Windows 7 (c'etait mon idee, stupid commercials) and therefore I don't upload my pictures that often, 2. I have been reading some good books lately, 3. Who even reads blogs anymore?, 4.Lizzy doesn't like to be ignored. Blah, blah, blah.
Back to the post title: We have funny kids. We really do. I mean, have you met their father? Case in point. Here are some pictures of our kids from the last couple of months. I don't really care if you read them. I'm just posting them.

Everyone at our house (Will and Carter) are super in love with Star Wars. Will decorated himself like Master Yoda a few weeks ago. He looks totally cool and got to go to Home Depot and Smith's where everyone thought he had horrible parents. He kind of does. Oh well.
Our grandparents gave us some bristle blocks a few years ago for Christmas. The boys are just six and four but they still play with them all the time. We call them fuzzy blocks and a little while ago, Carter made a sewing machine. Pretty awesome. It has the manual dial on the side and a cord with a foot pedal, too. Jeremy and I are pretty optimistic about his future inventions and hope to be able retire in Switzerland after Carter hits $1B.
This is my botched photo shoot for Easter. Not only is my daughter a pirate, but our grass looks horrible and the house needs a paint job STAT. On the bright side she fits really well in the mix when the boys play Jake and the Neverland Pirates.
Lizzy learned to pull herself up and now stands in her crib yelling at the boys or for Mom or Dad to come to her rescue. Her little Lizzy language is pretty cute.
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