Toddlers Gone Wild (...it's a circus!)

Weight Loss War---Monthly Update

(I know, it's touching...forgive me for going overboard--but I just updated my windows movie maker and I couldn't help but play with all of the gadgets and subsequently thrust it upon you)

Easter Weekend Gems

With guitar in hand, Olivia is prepared to rock out Nashville style...

And the best for last: this year's Easter Egg Hunt :)

Our Savior, Jesus Christ

Here is a beautiful video about Christ that my aunt Linda shared with me today...just in time for the Easter season.

Hope Through Discipleship

Parched Puckers

Have you ever tried to smile and your lips crack in like 5 places? Yeah, that is one of the many benefits of living in the cold tundra of southeast Idaho. I could stick my lips in the toilet and they'd absorb all of the water, but that would be wrong for other reasons that have little to do with this topic.

So how do you ease the stretchy pain of scaly lips when your toddlers have confiscated every tube of lip balm and eaten the contents?

Being a bit OCD is a wonder around my house when it comes to chores, but when it comes to lip care, not so much. I can't help but mercilessly tug on my lips in the hopes that will make a difference. Not so much.

To all of you suffering from parched puckers, my lips go out to you...hopefully you don't have little scavengers with an appetite for flavored wax.

Squeezing into our Genes

For any stranger observing my children at play, they would never suspect relation. Anna is rather skinny with long, straight brown hair, and Olivia is rather 'full' with short, curly blonde hair! The only thing they have in common is their height. I'm guessing that many assume Anna gets her physical characteristics from her father (who is skinny with brown hair) and Olivia gets her looks from me ('full', usually blonde hair). I have always maintained that Aaron's side of the family is responsible, regardless of my usually 'full' appearance these days! Both Aaron's mother and sister are over 6 feet tall--Aaron's brother is almost 7 feet tall! But it appears that even I was indirectly wrong to who the real culprit was: Aaron HIMSELF! As a courtesy to my recent revelation, I have posted this picture of Aaron who is probably 2-3 years of age (same as Olivia). Everytime we ask her who is in the picture, she promptly responds, "me"...duh! And anyone who has seen Olivia asleep in a stroller or chair would probably be conviced as well. The entire picture, however, is the only thing that made Aaron and I sure that it wasn't her---I photoshopped a young Rose Bland (Aaron's grandmother in Florida) out of the picture. FEAST YOUR HEART OUT! I thank God for wonderful pictures like these that bring so much joy into our family, not to mention fodder to taunt my husband!