Sunday, October 24, 2010

Movie Night

Lisa's off to a Witch party, and the rest of us are
watching Astro Boy for movie night. (my lap is getting too small, or my kids are getting too big)

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Punkin Time

A Little Family Night Fun on a beautiful Fall evening.

All my 'Punkins' in the backyard. (yes, Eva is winking at me. And Tate is doing his best imitation of my Potbelly)

Eva's Princess Pumpkin (see the tiara?)

These Girls

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Bonfire BOOGIE!

As if picking pumpkins on Saturday wasn't enough fun for one day - we were invited over for a Bonfire at the Richins. The hot dogs and smores' were delicious, but the entertainment was ONE OF A KIND!!! Let me tell you , Hayden kept the audience captivated and the girls are a bunch of show-offs! It was a blast!
Our little marshmallow thief!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Pumpkin Time!

We had a really fun time visiting Harvest Valley Farm this last Saturday. The kids loved picking out their own pumpkins, the face painting, animals, and even a caramel apple (okay, mommy really loved that part too!). We met some friends there, and really enjoyed the day - thanks guys!
We told the kids they couldn't pick a pumpkin unless they were "IN LOVE" with it! Eva walked around saying "I have to find my LOVE punkin' "
Talee just couldn't get enough of these cute animals. The baby chicks (over 100 of them) and the new baby goats were captivating!
The girls even liked each other after a long afternoon, WOW.

Monday, October 11, 2010

You calling me FAT?

So last night we're getting the girls ready for bed and they're a little wired for some reason. Well I, (Joseph) trying to be spontaneous, decided to jump up on the top bunk and lay down with Kiah. Malea and Eva (on the bottom bunk) wanted Lisa to lay down with them. Kiah was a bit surprised and Malea voiced her worry to Lisa that my weight might exceed the recommended safety limit for the top bunk. Well, only slightly offended (and a little worried myself) I asked, "You calling me fat?" After a brief pause, Eva (3 yrs old) says, "Hi...Fat." "Hi fat dad." We just rolled and rolled and rolled. This little girl is getting to be so funny, and she knows it. Laughter...priceless. Its what gets us through the day...alive.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

To Tiffany: Late Night Rememberances

To my sweet friend Tiffany,

Our little Tate woke up crying in the middle of the night last night. This is not a common thing anymore. Joseph and I just stayed in bed, assuming it would quickly go away. After Joseph rolled over and grunted for the third time I decided to see what was going on. I walked in and found Tate standing at the front of the crib pretty much hysterical. I tried to lay him down, but he wasn't going for that. I decided to just pick him up and rock him for a minute (a note: I wouldn't normally do this, except he really is a great sleeper, and has been for well over a year, and I WANTED to!). Talee quickly realized that her brother wasn't in bed and was getting special treatment and she wanted out too. I picked her up and layed her on the other side of my knee. There I was in the middle of the night rocking my 2 sweet babies, that are now 20 months old and quickly growing off my lap. They were both quickly asleep, but I wasn't ready to put them back in bed. I sat there for quite a while, just rocking those SWEET babies! While there I was thinking about you Tiffany, and your first night in the hospital with your sweet new twins. I thought about how small mine started, just one ounce off of each of your babies, and how big they have become (well, relatively speaking they are big - even though they are still just about 22-23ish pounds). I thought about bringing them home from the hospital and thinking to myself how insane this ride was going to be - and is has been! I remembered trying to figure out how to nurse two babies, carry two babies, get two babies to sleep, and the hardest - toning out two screaming babies so I could get dinner on the table for the others! This luckily you will not have to worry about. I also thought about how much those babies just LOVED and needed me!! Nobody was more important or necessary to them then ME!!!

I thought about you with your 2 new sweet babies and this new journey you are beginning as a first time mom - and how these babies that I was holding were soon not going to be my babies anymore. Yes, I cried! You will love this journey, just remember that when everything seems out of control. You will remember it most often during those quiet nursings, when both your babies are snuggled up close to you. This experience I will NEVER forget! Tiffany, I just wanted you to know I was thinking about you, and a little envious of you holding your tiny twins just hours old. You are a very blessed and lucky woman! Tiffany - get some sleep, lean on your family and friends, and hold and rock those babies. They won't be babies long!

Remember nothing happens by accident! You can do it! Congratulations, we love you!!!

This is a picture of my babies just hours old!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Malea's response

So, Malea's response went something like this..."He's so handsome I just want to Kiss 'm".

Sunday, October 3, 2010

This is NO laughing matter!

Malea got a "Fashonista Ken" barbie doll for her birthday. The kids have LOVED playing with him and haven't stopped since they got him in the mail. However, this evening after conference Joseph decided that the long hair was just not sending the right message to our girls. So, he decided to cut it! "Lisa, this is not laughing matter, this is serious!" He, of course, did it while the kids were asleep. It will be interesting to see what Malea says when she wakes up in the morning and sees him! All I could say was, WOW!

Joseph's Rebuttal: WOW, I care enough about my little girls and my son that I don't want them thinking that a man is supposed have long hair, girl jeans a flower shirt and a K-Fed hat. No offense to those long haired, stretch jean, K-Fed hat wearing lady-men out there but... He looks a lot better with a hair cut. Now if I could just find him a business suit. Sorry for being such a party pooper pain in the patootie. Not to mention hard to please, stubborn, smelly, impatient, argumentative, and unrealistic. I just love my kids.