Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Just liked this picture. She's looking at a worm in the corn she was husking.

Child Labor

Child labor laws not enforced at our house...
We would have never finished our yard (finished, ha!) without them. They really are great helpers!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Shovel, anyone?

I can already hear what the kids will be saying when they get off the bus...and it won't be happy chatter.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Pride

Says a tall, skinny man wearing wranglers and dirty work boots, "He yours?" nodding his head
toward the soccer field in Brady's direction, "the kid with the 'Big Leg?'"

"Yeah" I say with a smile, the "Big" kind, the kind that has roots in the bottom of my heart, "he's
mine."

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Lauren visits!

My youngest brother's wife came to visit last week. She brought her adorable baby who is so scrumptiously darling that I could just take a bite out of her! We kayaked, saw the temple, ate at the Garden, and just hung out. It was so nice to have her around- she always jumped in and even had dinner ready on one of my particularly busy nights! She is an amazing mother and talented in so many things (especially in things I lack). Lauren is a good example to me and I'm so glad to have her in my family!

Friday, September 19, 2008

Warm Cinnamon Rolls


I have had a hankerin' to do something "Fall-ish". The clouds rolled in and the breeze kicked up and my wallflowers filled our house with the smell of cinnamon and clove (I know you love it too Nik). Brady begged to make cinnamon rolls. I'm usually a cook of the Rhodes variety, but we pulled out the recipe books and whipped these beauties up in no time! I had total dejavu when we were slicing the dough with dental floss. Why are so many memories linked to food? I think I need to pull out the cookbooks more often, we had a great time together, and it felt so....Fall!

RUN!

Kimberly hosted a cross country meet at Magic Mountain. This is Justin and his buddy before the meet.
Mass start of Jr. High boys.
The course went up the ski hill. Can you say dusty?
Go Justin! I had a terrible sore throat but it didn't stop me from following in my mother's footsteps - I screamed so loud for him! He took 18th out of all the middle schools in the valley and beyond - from Oakley to Buhl to Wood River, and third on his team. Way to go Justin!