Cousins

Don't faint, but we got them all to sit still...at least for a few minutes!

This is what you get pictures of when you discover that your 5 year old at some point had some fun with your camera! I thought she did a pretty decent job...I totally expected to see a lot of pics of the floor, ceiling, and little fingers!

They listen...sort of

At church on Sunday was the Primary program which left us with just Noah to watch while the others participated in the program. He behaved pretty well, but was absorbed into the books and toys we brought for him. I would've never thought he was listening. But when a little girl stood up and said her line in the program it included the word "peaceably". I immediately heard Noah say his interpretation of what he heard, which was "piece of me." He continued to ramble on about "you wanna piece of me?" It was too funny!

Quilting stuff

I am going to try my hand at quilting. Wish me luck...here are my fabrics!

infomercials...

My kids love infomercials! We'll be in the middle of lunch and they will hear one on TV in the other room and hop down and go running to see which one it is. Over the last couple of years we have been begged for nearly everything sold on TV and they have told Joe and I to get some Iron Abs thing, the Heel Stick, and more. My favorite occurrence happened just the other day. Have you seen the cash 4 gold ad? Jessica thinks it is a cure all. She asked for something the other day (I so wish I could remember what) and my usual response was, "I'm sorry, honey, we don't have the money to buy that." To which she quickly responded, "Then sell all of your gold! All you have to do is put it in an envelope and then we'll have the money!" I was trying so hard not to bust up because she was dead serious and so excited about her wonderful solution. I said, "But honey, the only gold I have is my ring." "That's okay. Put it in the envelope, then we'll have money!"

I think Noah is a little confused. All day long he has come up to me saying "Look mom, my cheeks." Upon immediately inspecting his face and my make-up bag I decided he must have been imagining that he had put some of my make-up on because there was no sign of my blush being used. Well, I just caught him in the act. I heard "Look Mom, my cheeks" and saw him rubbing Daddy's deodorant on his cheeks! No wonder I didn't see any makeup on him! Oh well!

Mr. Mischief

It is no wonder that one of Noah's favorite shirts has monkeys on it and says "Mischief Maker." Here is some recent proof of his mischief! Yes, he did cut his hair, but at least it was just with Jessica's blunt kid scissors! And the last picture is typical of what happens after a long day of mischief.