Definite Jazz Fans

We went to the Jazz vs. Kings game last Friday night. We went out on a limb and took both kids, T-man and the Princess. We had a good time and the kids did great. "P" lasted half the game and T-man sat through the whole game. It is so fun to watch him and sit with him. I think he actually gets it. For the most part. He knows when to cheer, he chants along with the cheers, he pays attention. But his very most favorite part was getting sprayed with 4 cans of silly string by the Bear (thanks, Smitty). He actually thought it was AWESOME. Although, I am not so sure all of the unsupecting, inocent bystander fans thought the same thing.

T-man after being sprayed and a pile of the Gooey mess.

Because of recent game attendance by an older brother, P was convinced it was her turn for an autograph session. She was so cute. She would look at Brett when a player walked in and ask him if he was a player. If he said yes, she would take the marker from him and walk up to the player and ask him if he would sign her "Shert". She was so excited when D-Will finally came in and signed her shirt. She was golden after that, but we still got a few more. Here is to her pink D-Will jersey. And here is a special thanks to Linda and Smitty for treating us so well!

AK-47 SIGNING D-WILL SIGNING

THE FINAL PRODUCT LINDA, SMITTY AND KIDS

Thanksgiving Feast

T-man's kindergarten class put on such a cute program for Thanksgiving this year. They did such a great job and had some of the cutest songs. He was King Fernidad and did great on his part. Afterward we went to his classroom and had some Thanksgiving food. There is so much to be grateful for...

The Old Cliche

You know the one, the one that says "Stick out like a sore thumb". Brett and I went to the U OF U/BYU game last week and wore blue. I really was NOT thinking about it, I had to run out the door and grabbed my warmest coat. I cheer for both teams-BELIEVE IT. I know people who think you can't, but I do, so get over yourself. My husband cheers for BYU and will cheer for the U unless playing BYU. I got one picture of us in blue amid the pool of blood all around us. It was fun to get booed and yelled at. I guess we just weren't prepared for the animosity that would be shown toward us. I know this is a little late, but I've been busy.

Boa Constrictor

Eating Scorpions

A Slitherin' Selebration

T-man turned 6! In honor of his birthday, we had a little party at our house for some of his friends last week. We had the SCALES AND TALES guy come to do a reptile show. He was so entertaining and kept the kids attention. He did some crazy things like stick a huge scorpion in his mouth and had a ton of fun creatures that the kids could all touch after the show. Our favorite was "Naners" the mighty python at the end. T-man didn't want to touch the reptiles (I can't really blame him) so instead of him getting wrapped in Naners I volunteered Brett to do the honors. He wasn't as sold on it either but was willing to take the thing all by himself, all 12 feet of it. I thought I might have nightmares for days of things crawling around in my house, but luckily I have had no thoughts of it!!!

To Put it Gently

I have been deliberately trying to put off this post because I don't want to come across whiny and disheartened. I don't want to bash Chase to pieces by simple literary phases. I physically would like to see some of those crooked, heartless CEO'S of the company and look at them in the eye, then show them my three cute kids, my hardworking, honest husband, and ask them how they can feel good about themselves. I will never bank with Chase again and I would encourage any of you out there to take a good hard look at where you are putting your money before you put it there. I can't imagine having someone who could care less about its employees take good care of your money. Don't think I am lying to you if I said: if the company were to come crashing down, those CEO'S would be the first to take their share of the money and run. And leave the little guy to defend for himself. Over, and over again.
So.
We are in the next phase of life. The one where we try to figure out what we want to do when we grow up. I have encouraged Brett to think about going back to school for years. It looks like that day is finally here. It seems like a necessity to have stability in a very fragile, teetering world of economics, unemployment and pure chaos. It may not be the answer, but in hopes of long term assurance, I have never doubted the ability of education to keep you in the game of life. In the mean time, some wise counsel I received from my father will be put to use. I believe it went something like this: "Get an education. You never know what will happen in your life. It could be divorce, death or just unemployment, but you will need something to fall back on". And that we do have.

"Best Day of My Life"

Last week Brett took T-man to a Jazz basketball game. Brett's gracious aunt was busy and couldn't use her 4 8th row tickets, so she offered them to us. I had the never ending Region Volleyball Tournament I was in (which, by the way, we ended up taking 2nd in, but I consider us winning it. Me and my neighbor didn't make it to the game, and we had beat this team before!). So they went with a neighbor and his boy. The boys had so much fun cheering and dancing, and even made it to the jumbo tron. After the game, Smitty text Brett to come down to the family locker room. T-man is a huge fan of Andre Kirelinko, was wearing his jersey, and just couldn't resist asking him to sign it. He was a little shy at first, but once he saw how easy it was, he got into the grove of asking others. Yes, that means he was asking others to sign someone else's jersey. Deron Williams said to T-man as he was signing, you need to tell your dad to get you a D-Will jersey. Brett tried to explain his daughter had one, but it didn't go over like he was hoping (Yeah, my 4 year old daughter has your PINK jersey!) They ended up getting Paul Milsap, Ronnie Brewer, Ronnie Price, and Brevin Knight 's autograph. He was so excited! He kept telling Brett how it was the "Best Day of My Life!". He wore the jersey for 4 days straight, and I haven't decided how I am going to wash it yet. Any suggestions would be great. I think I will just have to hand wash it and keep the signatures out.

Veteran's Day

taken from ldsliving.com
"Veteran’s Day
Veteran’s Day was originally known as Armistice Day, because the eleventh hour of that day—the eleventh of the eleventh month—marked the end of World War I hostilities in 1918. It was renamed in 1954 to commemorate veterans.
Currently there are about 25 million living veterans.
About 48 million Americans have served in the military since 1776.
“Veteran” comes from the Latin vetus, meaning “old.”
Veterans may include anyone who has served in the army, excepting those with dishonorable discharge but including those who may not have seen combat."

The school my son goes to has a Veteran's Day Assembly every year. The Veteran's are invited to come to a continental breakfast before the assembly. After, they go to the gym for an assembly where the kids sing songs and recite poems. Speakers, who are Veteran's, speak to the students. Each Veteran is then recognized by name, the branch of service they were in, and conflict they served in. It was such an amazing tribute to the Veteran's. There were at least 6 from WWII. Many were brought to tears. It is such a great thing to instill patriotism in our young kids and to help them understand the freedoms we enjoy. I actually was in charge of the assembly this year, and can sigh a breath of relief that it is over.

The Link

Here is the answer to all of your questions as to why people are going private:
http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=4699330

Not Possible, Ok...Maybe

I don't think it is possible to get any more Princess and girly and pink and all that than this:

P to Brett: Dad, I want pink teeth so I can be more like a Princess.

Seriously, What??? Random! Only a little girl who loves Princesses could understand.

Halloween, Finally Over

Stitch, Princess Ariel, and Little Bee

I didn't realize as I was taking these pictures that I really didn't have very good shots of the kids, I am hoping my father-in-laws camera did a little better than mine. The kids had fun going door-to-door although the younger ones wore out quicker than the older one. The little bee was so cute at saying "tank oo" and not afraid at all to reach in and grab some candy. We have way more candy than needed in any house at any given time. We only had about 40 trick-or-treaters this year, but I got smart and gave out pretzels so we aren't stuck with leftover candy!!! I know, I am the boring one on the block, but when it is all said and done, you are grateful I passed those out instead of more candy. I am glad it is all over...until next year.

It Brought the House DOWN

My cute little family has been hit by a tsunami in the last 24 hours. I don't know what happened, but it started with the little one and ripped through the rest of us like watching the wave of a crowd at a football game (that one is for all of you fans out there). I keep thinking we are through the worst of it, how bad could it really get, but only time will tell. Let's just say my night consisted of tossing and turning until 2 in the morning, getting up and watching Cinderella with my 18 mo old only to empty my stomach by retching it into the sink. Sorry if that is too much information. I had gotten about 1 hour of peaceful sleep when my 3 year old came in and told us she had thrown up on her self. Then my 5 year old came in and said he was "freezing". We all made it back to sleep for a few hours. I have managed to sleep most of the day, eaten very little, and have had aches and pains I didn't know were possible. Five loads of laundry later, I think I will need a week to catch up on the whirlwind that has hit our house. I will work on some cute Halloween pictures soon. Brett seems to be alright, thus far. He complains of occassional nausea and pain, but if that is all he has, he is far better off than the rest of us.