Playing in the leaves

Nice fall weather

Christopher was fingerpainting for preschool. We are learning about prints. We checked a book out about characters you can make with thumbprints. If your thumb is dirty, why not get the rest of your hand dirty.

(Don't eat it Michael!)

Cool camera.

What are these things?

Christopher, 6 months. We think Michael looks like him in this picture.

A date! A date!

Dressed up for our date. We went to Little Shop of Horrors at the Hale Center Theater in Orem. It was a weird musical, but the actors/actresses did a good job. Rob knew one of them (the plant and a drunk). And the tatooed/bungee beetle guy from 'Singles Ward' was the sadistic dentist.

Rob's being silly. I was laughing. I always laugh when he tries to kiss me....maybe that's why we don't kiss that much...he doesn't like kissing my teeth.

cute baby.

whoever said people don't take pictures of their kids (besides the first) didn't have a digital camera.

He's a talker. And soo cute! I just want to hug and kiss him! (he's been asleep for 90 mins now...I'm going through withdrawls.) I swear, if I didn't get such awful morning sickness I would have babies every year. I love them soo much.

It's autumn time, it's autumn time

Instead of carving our 25 lb pumpkin, we drew a face on it, then cut and cooked it a week later. See "The homemaker in Me" (on the side bar) to see what we did with it and how our pumpkin cookies turned out :/

Rob's got the rake and Christopher has the snow shovel...the weather's been nice so they've been cleaning up the yard.

Look at that focus.

Trying so hard to roll from back to stomach. He wanted the wipes container. He's rolled from stomach to back 2 times a few days ago, but cried like it scared him, or he was frustrated that it was so hard.

Christopher and daddy made a fort. Michael even went in for a little bit. Picture taken from 2nd story (kitchen)

Michael at 4 months

His 3 month Sunday clothes were too tight, so I pulled out this 3-6 month sweater I found at Walmart on the clearance rack for $2! (it was 2 yrs or so ago:) and Christopher's old 9 month pants (I have to roll up the legs, but his chub fits the waist well, so I know he won't be able to wear them at 9 months.) His stats for his appt today: 16.9 lbs (80+%), 25 1/4 " (64%). Head is small (9%) and some bones are sticking out, but because it is symmetrical he probably won't need a helmet. The doctor will check again at his 6 mo. appt, and might want an x-ray.

Funny face!

I think he looks a little like my sister Cambrai (as a baby-she had a stork bite too) in this picture. Thanks for this cute outfit Ashley!

Happy.

Close up. Loves the tongue.

Halloween

We decorated sugar cookies...guess which one Christopher did.

Who's that?

Thomas the Train showing what he chose when he trick-or-treated at our house.

We went trick-or-treating as a family around the side of the neighborhood that is part of our ward. Then Christopher wanted to hand out candy. Then he wanted to go back out. Good thing his costume was easy to put on.

Christopher asked me to take this picture...but you can't tell by his face. So Christopher had this great idea that Michael should be a piece of coal for Halloween. This sparked an idea that I should be a coal car and Rob should be a conductor. I am sad to say that I was lazy and Christopher was the only one dressed up. Christopher was worried about this, but I told him that he was the one getting the candy, so it was ok. I told him Michael would be dressed up next year when he was old enough to get candy. Which brings us to today. Christopher really wants to be Darth Vadar for Halloween next year (well, he wanted to be it this year, but I talked him into the costume we already had). I told him after Halloween we would try to find a Darth Vadar costume on sale. We found one-the fourth store, right as we were leaving. It was the last one. $5 and his size! He is soo excited. And he told me he is asking Santa for a lightsaber for Christmas.

A New Calling

This post is different from others. Instead of pictures or stories of my family, it is somewhat philosophical. On Sunday I received a new calling (or assignment) in our ward (congregation). Before I was the primary secretary, mostly incharge of knowing how many kids come to church. I really enjoyed working with the women in the old presidency. I made friends (which is important when living in a new place) and was able to get to know the children in our ward.

My new calling is 2nd councilor in the primary presidency. Now I will be teaching a large (20ish) group of kids once a month, two times (once for older kids 8-11, once for younger kids 3-8). I might be incharge of the cub scouts. I'm hoping I find out at our first presidency meeting (wednesday) what my responsibilities will be. I'm excited about this new calling. I don't think it will be too different from what I was doing before. I'm excited to work with and get to know the women in the new presidency.

Several people congratulated me for my new calling. The first being one of our neighbors. (He was the previous bishop for those who are wondering which of our wonderful neighbors I speak of.) He caught me off guard, so I kind of chuckled (which is what I do when I don't know what to say) and hurried off (I was in a hurry). Now I'm hoping he and anyone that overheard the exchange don't think that I'm not excited about the calling. I am excited to serve in anyway I am asked or inspired to. To everyone else that congratulatd me, I was ready with a "thanks."

Now I'm pondering why the congrats. I asked my sister, Cambrai this when she congratulated me (over texting, which is how I told her). She responded, "Lol its true! We as a (Mormon) culture don't aspire (for certain callings) but still congratulate when we get 'prestigous' callings but what do you say really?"

So, I ask you, my friends, does "congrats" mean something? Is there something else we could say instead? Am I just weird? Wait...don't answer that...