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03 May 2010 @ 04:58 pm
A few pics from the 4th birthday party for Luke & Lily...

Love the gun... power princess.

26 February 2010 @ 09:45 am
I bribed the kids with candy the other day and took pictures.

23 January 2010 @ 10:14 am
I haven't written in a long time. With Lily & Daisy have coming to live with us, I haven't sat at the computer much. Here are some of my favorite moments:

Lily with a teeny tiny scratch; "I have an owie. I am bleeding. I need a band-aid."
Luke with a Clint Eastwood rasp; "I was bleeding once. I didn't need a band-aid. I said 'ha ha, this feels good.'"

In their car seats on the way to town, Lily says excitedly "Look at that yellow car. That car is Texas." Luke confused, says "That yellow is going to Texas?" Lily says "all yellow cars are Texas (this is when I figure out she is saying taxi). This goes back and forth several times until they both decide that all yellow cars are called Texas and they are driving to Texas. As we leave the freeway they wave and yell "Bye Texas, bye."

09 November 2009 @ 08:24 am
Gabriel has been an Indian (sorry, Native American is too long and formal) all summer. He wanted moccasins so he could walk softly and sneak up on all the wild animals in our yard. The boys dressed up for Halloween and Laura took amazing pictures of them. Thanks Laura. And we had an Indian themed 7th birthday party for Gabriel. I had my camera on the wrong setting but Shannon took a few good ones with the bad settings.

With Indian Princess Laura

Happy 7th Birthday Son

17 September 2009 @ 09:41 am
We traveled to Vancouver for Eric's Aunt Shirley's funeral. I dislike funeral homes and funerals immensely. I never ever want one. Seriously. And the after potluck/luncheon thing? I don't even like regular potlucks. That is no way to remember me. There are always a few people mourning and the rest laughing and chatting, happy to see friends and family. It seems so weird and hurtful to those whose heart is broken to hear laughter at the potluck. Anyway, Shirley's funeral almost changed my mind. Can you have a favorite funeral? This one was in the Hilton, so no pink walls and tacky curtains. Cheese & crackers in the lobby. I loved that her grandson and grand nephew spoke. I loved what they said about her.

But this post is about Luke. We had explained to him that Grandma's sister had died and was in the casket. During prayer Luke pointed to the casket and loudly asked "when is she gonna come out of there?" The prayer included an statement about the blood of Jesus and Luke turns to me in horror, "where's the blood? There's blood mommy? I wanna see the blood." Thankfully he soon fell asleep and didn't wake up until we mingled in the lobby.

There was never a time in Gabriel's life that he didn't know his Grandma Lola was an identical twin. They lived nearby and we saw them often. From the time he was an infant he could tell the difference. We would practice in amazement, letting Lela hold him and watch him cry for Grandma Lola. But Lela & Van moved away and Luke had no idea there was someone out there that looked just like his grandma.

I was standing near Lela at the reception in the lobby when Luke ran up and hugged Lela's legs. But he backed up in confusion when she spoke "Oh Luke do you think I am your grandma?" Then he reached his hand out and touched her. Stepped back and then reached in again to pat her stomach. He did this several times in silence and amazement. Not sure if she was standing in a mirror. Finally he grasped he hand and pulled her across the room. She was waylaid by a family and Luke stood there quietly waiting. I asked him if he wanted to go play and he frowned and said "I need to show grandma him (hims are hers right now)." When the family moved on, Luke grasped Lela's hand again and pulled her the rest of the way to Lola. He reached up and touched his grandma to get her attention and then presented Lela to her (in case she didn't know already) "Look Grandma, him looks like you!" Several of the cousins were there and shared their own shock when they were young to discover there where two of them. Lola explained to Luke "She's my sister." Upon hearing Lela was her sister he grabbed Lela's hand and again pulled her across the room. This time he took he back into the ballroom where the service had been held. He takes her around to the front, and I slowly realize what he is doing -looking for the casket that has already been removed. He then asks her "how you get out of that thingy? Where that thingy go?" We had to explain about there being six sisters. Then he wanted me to show him all the rest of the sisters to check whether they looked just like Grandma too.
20 August 2009 @ 07:01 pm
I am trying to learn how to use my camera and photoshop. After days of blurry messes I am happy with today's pictures.

10 August 2009 @ 09:36 am
Our messy jello, mashed potato, pudding throwing party...

Baily's a good sport:

Gabriel wouldn't wear a tunic, he is way too cool in his beaded sash.

Banana Jousting

Marshmallow catapults

Abby is not sure what to do.

Landon knows what to do. Check out those cheeks.

Lance A Lot

Lunch. Thanks Kristi for the goblets and steins.

Kristi quiets the kids with a story.

I love their faces as they listen.

The party ended with a knighting ceremony and the kids taking the castle.

Thanks Shannon for the help with art and photos. We love you niece.

20 July 2009 @ 09:31 am
We were looking at pictures of when the boys were newborns. Luke tells me "I want to see pictures of when God put me in your mouth to get in your tummy. How Him do that?" Eric walked by and said softly "yeh I want to see that too..."

I love Becky so much. Sooo glad she came to visit. Here she is on the tube looking fabulous. Most people look like wet rats on the river. Of course Bec looks like she's riding in the Rose Parade.

Also went tubing with Carson & Laura. Too bad I missed the picture of the tube flipping. They went in the water several times and each was spectacular. Unfortunately most my pictures look like this:

Nice water droplets. I did get this one:

Congratulations on your engagement, thanks for letting me be a part of the surprise...
05 April 2009 @ 09:05 pm
Luke wanted rockets and robots for his birthday. And no kids. Just Nick. Later he told me he was having wockets and wobots and Wex and Wyker.

And who wouldn't want Nick at your party?

26 March 2009 @ 09:31 am
I told Luke it was time for a tiny nap. He usually says "no, a big nap." But instead he stares at me quizzically and says "let me sinks (think) about it..." pause "i sinks no." Then a few minutes later I remind him it's time to go to bed and this time in his loud gruff voice "I sinks about it already. I sinks NO."