Where I was this weekend....

On Friday, Danny, Faith and I got to step in a bit at the Hancock home so that brand new little nephew/cousin Major John Hancock could be born! Lucky we only live a few houses away, and it was so fun to be there with the expectant family and then see this beautiful boy!

Girls' Best Friend

Faith and Dusti are best friends. It has been so wonderful to babysit Dusti while her parents work so that Faith has truly found her best friend. They have had swimming lessons together, taken preschool together and now are going to start gymnastics together! Yep, whatever one does, the other does too!

Faith was determined to make Danny's doggy costume fit so their imaginary play would work out. I have no idea what kind of wedgie she had after this one.

Moments of Faith: Jesus says love everyone

Early this morning Faith and Dusti (he littlest bestest friend) were having a discussion about who loved more people. Faith triumphantly declared "I love EVERYONE! all my friends, my family, my lots of lots of cousins, and Jesus and Santa Claus."

At lunch, sitting peacefully at her peanut butter and jam sandwich, a voracious playful daddy figure took a snatch at her grub. "Hey, don't eat my sandwich! This is a sharing house." Faith often uses the 'sharing house' rule to her ultimate logical leverage. "Okay then, may I have some of your sandwich," asks a kind daddy. Faith turns a bit on the diagonal away from him and sets her eyebrows the same. She mutters half under her breath, "Get your own sandwich."

Local Trends

This is my mini commentary on today's fashion:
Is it forward? Is it backward? All mixed up? Absolutely. Much akin to the 1980's anything goes, but there does seem to be some rules as to how they go. I took a bit of jaunt around the mall yesterday trying to find a simple swim suit for Faith and kept giggle at what I saw.....fashion. Ha!

Well, my kids are fashion forward....or at least I give the room to put on whatever they want to while in the house. Check out Faith's amazing layering effect, not one, but three tu-tus gracefully tiered and tied together ultimately with flowing fairy crown beneath the 'urban cowgirl' look hat.


Danny sports the every popular shag hair and backwards sister's tie-dyed t-shirt. Pair that with a permanent Kool-Aid smile and this kid is heading for the runway. Pants, you say? Who needs them, believe me, I just took a browse at the fashion icons of the day and found that they don't really wear pants. I count it good that Danny has on double underwear (as opposed to some pop culture icons going without).

Psychodelic man!

Labor-less day

Even though Josh did work in the evening we made sure to go to the pool and barbeque and spend a little time with family. It is what the fore-fathers would have wanted.

This just in

Blogging is boring.

The weekend I nearly forgot..

I love the spontaneity of being a kid. At any given moment of the day they have changed their whole world.



I couldn't help but sing "I'm a cowboy. On a steel horse I ride.." when Danny got demoted to the dump truck rodeo.
I babysit some kids on Thursday night while their mothers attend institute class. One little boy has an obsession with making everything into a weapon, very distressing. Yes, I know it is a boy thing, however, the problem with weapons is that it turns everyone into your enemy and my kiddos are very sensitive to being the 'bad guy.' So we have formed the rule 'No weapons cuz weapons make enemies not friends." It goes very well with Faith's favorite "Arizona house is a sharing house" and my favorite "we love everyone in our house. After the fourth time of repeating the 'no weapons' rule, which he has known for weeks now, he literally got the picture and decided to make a camera out of the legos instead of a laser. Perfect! Everyone loves a photographer and soon everyone was posing in front of him and he had the happy positive reinforcement that he needed to understand that weapons make enemies and nice games makes everyone love you (as opposed to tattling on you and screaming 'no!' at you).



Friday mug shots. They found my favorite lipstick. They found head bands and then the little warriors were lined up for role call. Naughty. Stinker. Too cute to stay upset with long. Unfortunately Faith has been asserting her 'too cute' scenario a lot lately which has blossomed into a full blown disobedience. What do you do with a three year old that you love too much to fight with?

Another no-no caught on film with the 'but I am so cute' pose. Monkey feet stinker.