Be prepared for the cuteness of it!!

Charlie LOVES to sing. It's really funny, too, because some of you know, he has a kind of low and raspy voice. He's always singing lullabies and Christmas songs, Primary songs and recently (I'm a little embarrassed to say) the "Wicked" soundtrack. I caught him singing "Popular" the other day. It was hilarious! He pronounces it "Pop-ee-lur."
Today he was singing a lullaby to Annabelle - "Baby Mine" you know the one on Dumbo? This is his version:

"Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry you eyes.
BLAST your head close to my heart,
never to FART, baby of mine."

...Oh, how sweet... :D

Here's one of the first of many many pink scrapbook pages!

Anyone know how to stop time?

It's going too fast!!

Annabelle is 13 pounds and 25 inches long already and Christmas is almost here! It's all coming at me at 100 miles an hour!

Speaking of the little darling - here's her latest (courtesy of Allie photography).



She laughed for the first time last night! It was so cute. Here are some more of the rest of us... Allie does a great job, doesn't she?




Who knew my kids were so cute without boogers and ketchup all over their faces?

I'm going to be changing my blog all around pretty soon.. 'bout time eh? ;)

Accomplishment and conversation with Dillon.

Hey Mom------ I did it!! You know what "it" is. Haley, you might too (remember our discussion about your unconditional love for me and its limitations?). Well, yesterday I quit making excuses and did it. MYSELF. "It" took me nearly 2 hours. Yes, I had to use a surgical mask. Yes, my back is aching today. But this chore no longer plagues the back of my mind or threatens my health and safety.

Am I the only one who has certain responsibilities that get put off until they're impossible to ignore? I hope not.

In other news, I had a very interesting conversation with Dillon yesterday. When he got home from school, he came up to me (I was doing the chore I mentioned above) and without saying anything just stood there. Finally, I said,
"Hey Buddy! How was school today?"
"Fine....but....." He hesitated.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Well, I guess I can tell you, because you're a girl." Yes. Yes I am.
"Tell me what?" The look on his face is freaking me out!
"Do you know what Vanisa did today?" Vanisa is one of his kindergarten classmates.
"No, what?"
"She.... She kissed me! On the cheek! She's sort of my girlfriend." Ok... thinking... thinking...
"But aren't you too young to have a girlfriend?"
"NO MOM - its okay, because she's five too!" Laughing out loud. He's even blushing a little.
"You're too young Dillon. You can't be kissing girls!" His face is defiant-
"I didn't KISS her, mom, SHE KISSED ME!"
"And that makes her your girlfriend?"
"Yup."
"I still say you're too young." He's starting to get mad. He furrows his brow and says through his teeth,
"NO I'M NOT!" and now the real drama, "I've got news for you, Mom. I've got a girlfriend, I've got a boyfriend, a roommate, and I smell like I haven't showered in 30 years!!!"

Now I'm just rolling on the floor and he's really ticked. And the academy award goes to....