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The Move

Christmas is fast approaching and so is our move.  It has all happened very quickly, which is probably good so I don't have much time to think about it.  We will miss our Moonlight Beach, but I also love my mountains.  

Here is my Top 5 miss list:

-My sister and fam.  :-(

-The climate, (Molly complaining she was hot yesterday cause she was wearing long sleeves)

-Trader Joe's, no really, this is a tough one for me.

-Plumeria, hibiscus, etc...March is incredible here...the smells, the beauty...

-Our friends

Here is my Top 5 NOT miss list:

-the rate that MOLD grows here...ug

-the taste of the water...seriously...it is bad

-traffic...actually not that bad...just random times(I hate unpredictable traffic)

-Molly in full day Kindergarten, and her teacher was fantastic

-hmmm, can't think of a 5th one.  We really enjoyed it here...oh wait, Sam's job. :-) That is why we are moving in the first place. :-)

So on we go.  Transitions are hard, but this one is needed.  We just hope the kids will do well, especially with the new baby on the way...this will be a big couple of months for all.  We have enjoyed our time here.  We met many wonderful people who have touched our lives forever. And nothing beats being able to take the kids to the park(with cousins!) in February in jackets.  

But, we are excited for Sam as he starts at a different place.  We are excited for the people we will meet.  We are excited to be around even more family.  And I am just trying to hide my distaste for the cold so my kids will think it is great.  :-)  So catch the next post, coming live from P-P-P-R-O    O-O-O-V-O   P-R-O   O-V-O  PRRRRROOOOOVVVVOOOOO!  (Only those who went to Provo High or played against PHS will know that cheer.)

Christmas Tradition

I love Christmas traditions...but one that I hope will become permanent in our family is the one we just did tonight at the nursing home.  We have done it the last couple of years originally with the youth in our ward.  It was a youth activity, but I brought the kids along for fun.  Well, the kiddos were a hit.  Old people love young people.  They love watching Garrett be out of control and just jump everywhere he goes.  They love the energy.  They loved all the songs from the youth.  They loved the two little ones as they got up and held hands and sang Rudolph with Garrett interjecting a few words here and there and a loud Ho, Ho, Ho and Molly singing loud and proud.  They all got a kick out of it.  They all get a little gift and a hello and Merry Christmas from a youth in our ward, and hopefully don't get hit by the crazy Garrett running around everywhere.  But it was a joy, to see a little joy in those old eyes.  Those eyes that have seen a lot in this world, and now who are stuck in a nursing home during the holidays.  It is memorable for our little family, and reminds us of our blessings.  So...go visit a nursing home.  Take your crazy kids...they will love them!  :-)

My Favorite Holiday...

I have always loved Thanksgiving.  I think that it is my obsession with food.  And when else can you fill a plate up with every kind of pie...and it is normal.  I love it.  I love focusing on our gratitude.  And I am grateful for so much.  Top of the list of course are my family and lately, the clear perspective the gospel brings.  We hit traffic on the way up to Orange County yesterday and Molly said in all sincerity, "Wow, there are a LOT of people going to Debbie's house."(My cousin who we spent the holiday with)  Then Garrett at the end of a drive that took twice the time it should have said, "Can I come too, pease?" and when we got him out of seat, he said, "Oh fank you Daddy, fank you!"  I was laughing pretty hard on our way in as I thought of my two year old thinking we drove an hour and a half for nothing and he was SO grateful that he didn't have to stay in his seat anymore.   We had a great time, and it was finished off with a little ukulele playing with my cousin.  I know Grandma was smiling down on us all.  :-)  Here is a little taste of our 1st Annual Family Thanksgiving Play.  It consisted of Molly pretending to be the Turkey, Sam pretending to be the Farmer and Garrett the Fireman coming to save the Turkey's life.  Here are a few songs from the "production."

Happy Birthday Molly Ann!

Our Molly turned the big 5!  She was ridiculously excited for her birthday party(meaning we had been talking about it for 6 months, seriously, I had to make a rule finally that we would talk about all her "plans" after Halloween, because it was getting to be too much).  Anyway, I think after all the hype, she still had a great time.  They earned their cowgirl(and cowboy) attire by participating in the "apple catch"(the game morphed from bobbing for apples to apples hanging on a string because of some logistics), barrel racing(or garbage can racing), lasso the pony, and horse, horse, pony(duck, duck goose...but Molly changed it to horse, horse, unicorn minutes before the party started).  They had a great time we think...and I am still laughing at how much ALL the girls became obsessed with the Snow Queen outfit that Logan got her.  

We sure love our Molly.  She is generous, smart, kind, loving, a great big sister, sensitive, and wants to do what's right.  I have especially been proud of her as she started into school, and is learning to read.  She is growing up very quickly.  Crazy stuff.

Happy Halloween

We went trick or treating at Sea World today.  When I told Molly, she asked, very genuinely, "Are we going to trick or treat for fish?"  :-)  Pretty cute.  Garrett of course wanted to wear a hat to be like the very scary pumpkin head in "The Little Old Lady Who Wasn't Afraid of Anything" book.  But we didn't have a top hat, so he resorted to Dad's ski helmet.  :-) The song they are singing is from some I taught Molly's kindergarten class, and Garrett has picked it up too.

One of those Pregnant Days...

I have been so grateful for my husband lately, and his loving and caring soul.  His children love him...Garrett is a little obsessed with him.  When Sam is around, Mommy needs to "go away."  He makes dinner, he does dishes, he does laundry, he wakes up with Garrett who has been waking up at infuriatingly early hours, he takes care of the bills...and I think that is the only reason pregnancy seems even possible.  And it also doesn't hurt that he tickles my back until I am asleep every night.  Mostly, I just know he loves me.  People talk about "angels on earth." Well I married my angel...I lucked out.  

Moving on to the story of the day.  I was kneeling on the floor "watching" Garrett build his very tall tower.  But I was more looking off into the distance...with obviously not a very happy look on my face because Garrett asked me, "What da matta Mom, what wong?"  I responded that I was fine, just a little sad today(mostly exhausted cause he keeps waking up too early, and it makes me sicker during the day...I left that part out).  He then came over and gave me one of his kisses and his snuggle hugs.  He went back to his building and a few minutes later, he very thoughtfully asked, "You miss your mommy and daddy?"  (Then I thought, yea, it would be nice to have them around for this) :-)  But I really thought...oh good...Garrett is just like his dad.  He has his thoughtful and caring little soul.  Well...after this great moment, I read a great quote that I will share, cause I don't want to forget it.

"There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity." -Washington Irving-

My little ones crack me up...

I went to Molly's class to do a Halloween singing time today.  All these little girls before I left were asking for play dates with Molly(b/c I keep telling Molly that we will do that soon...I am not sure I can put it off much longer...when I am sick, I feel like committing to very little).  The singing time was fun.  And other than my Molly running up every few seconds to hug my leg, I think things were totally under control.  :-) We'll see if her teacher lets me return.  

Garrett and I were playing with his cars.  As he was taking his little farmers out of the tractors, he started playing make believe.  But instead of it being in first person.  He was telling it in 3rd, like a narrator from a book.  "Fawmer Gawwett said, "Can I hewp you fawmer Mowwy?"  "I need my Mommy" said Fawmer Mowwy.  "Oh NO!  I need to hewp you Fawmew Mowwy" he wondered?  He has no idea what "he wondered" means, but uses it excessively.  This went on for quite some time.  I am definitely looking forward to the next "story."  Hey...that shows he is at least paying attention when we read to him. Right?  :-)

When I read this blog years from now, I hope I can remember the smile this put on my face.

A whole new world...

The last few weeks, Garrett has started requesting his "goodnight song" and it just happens to be "A Whole New World"  from Aladdin.  Long gone are the little primary songs that touched my heart each night.  Now he wants a love song.  Now there are two things about this that are hilarious...one, he has only seen the show maybe once or twice(don't get me wrong, he has seen plenty of shows..especially since pregnancy hit hard), but not a lot of Aladdin.  So it is so funny to me that he requests this song.  The second thing that makes me laugh each and every night now, is hearing Sam sing it.  He actually stays on tune pretty well for him, only changing keys a couple of times...but he belts it out.  I mean, he sings it with real feeling.  Think, "Don't you dare close your eyes." and add some real feeling to it.  Anyways...anything that can make me laugh now a days is fantastic and that is just one more reason why I love Sam.

My first appointment

I had my first appointment yesterday, and the due date was officially set after they measured the size of the baby.  March 19th!  Here we come!  Molly and Garrett are both excited(well Molly will be excited if it is a girl) and Garrett just keeps lifting up his shirt asking me to feel the baby in his tummy.  As I saw the little one inside of me all comfy and cozy, legs a movin, and heart beating strong, I was reminded of the miracle.  This little life growing inside of me, preparing to join our family, with no idea of what is really in store.  I feel great gratitude, and great responsibility.  Both sometimes overwhelm me, and it reminds me of Elder Ballards counsel: "Pray, study, and teach the gospel.  Pray deeply about your children and about your role as a mother.  Parents can offer a unique and wonderful kind of prayer because they are praying to the Eternal Parent of us all.  There is great power in a prayer that essentially says, "We are steward-parents over Thy children, Father; please help us to raise them as Thou wouldst want them raised."   He also says that the "joy of Motherhood comes in moments" and this little moment at the doctor's office is one of those "moments."  It is also one of the only moments you get in the first trimester.  So as He sends us another one of His little ones, and as much as I pray to be strong during this nausea, I pray more deeply to be a good parent.  

Garrett and his Mom...

Garrett and I have had a lot of quality time together since Molly has started school.  Yesterday we went to the beach and he laid on this board until a wave would get kind of close and then he would hurry and stand up.  I am still not sure if he has watched the surfers enough and he wants to try to "pop up" so he can surf, or if he is just scared of the wave.  One finally took him and he "surfed" until he fell down.  I had to take a pic of him b/c he was SO patient as he waited 10-15 minutes for the tide to come in.  The other highlight of Garrett right now, is he is saying these really long prayers(he says thanks for all the stuff he sees in the room...mom's blankent, the hot dog, the fork, Mollsy,  etc...")  So after an especially thoughtful prayer, we all said "AMEN" with a little flair.  He responded to that by taking a bow.  Yes, a bow, a very deep bow.  A flair for the dramatic, this kid.

First Day of Kindergarten

Hopefully you can just feel the excitement emanating from the picture.  She has loved it so far.  Best quotes have been, "We had to get in a LOT of lines Mom."  "I didn't even go to the bathroom, so I didn't have to worry about doing my button."  "I can walk in all by myself Mom, I can do it."  "Garrett, did you miss your Mollsy?"  

She has had a great time so far, and the only part that got to me was watching her "go and be a big girl"  They have these gates they walk in and then you can see them walk to their classroom.  You saw her walk down the walkway and you knew that she was just trying to recognize which class was hers.  She almost passed it, then stopped, looked, and hung up her backpack.  Yes, only a mom can sit and watch her kid from afar and think it is interesting, but she was just so darn cute.  She is our little champ, and we are proud of her.

My Mom and Dad

I ran into a post the other day that was praising my mom when my mom was her young women's leader.  And I thought, why is someone else posting about my mother and I haven't even done it?  So this is my ode to my mom and dad.  They have had quite a year.  They gave one of the best talks on marriage as an equal partnership that I have ever heard(and I am very unbiased right?) at Women's Conference this year.  Audio can be found here and the PDF, here.  They also wrote a book together, visit Amazon to view here.  I have always loved them and thought they were wonderful, but as a kid I just didn't "get it."  They are so incredible and I just thought everyone was like my mom and dad.  As I am reading their new book, I realized it isn't a book just for "teachers and students"  it is for me as a parent.  This is what they did for us when we were kids. I am so excited to be a "teacher" to my kids and help them develop into the kind of "learner" that will find great joy in this life.  So this day, I am grateful for parents.  I was blessed with goodly parents who have loved, supported, and more importantly taught me.  I love them.  Thanks mom and dad.

A UKE and Popeye Eggs in the "Edge" Pan

So this birthday was great his year.  For some reason, lots of people remembered...which is odd for my birthday.  Usually I get a couple of emails or calls....but this year was my lucky year I guess, lots of people stopped by, flowers, cards, and calls.(Really, this never happens, I don't want to sound like a whiner, cause I really have never thought about it in the past, but it was just kind of a lot more than normal this year...and well...it was kind of fun and unexpected).  Then, to top that off, Sam went over the top this year with his gift and will never be able to beat it.  He got me a Ukulele.  He gave it to me early so I could take it to girls camp.  I had it strapped to my back the whole time. :-)  How cool is that?  Okay, YOU may not think this is cool, but trust me it is.  Okay, maybe it isn't THAT cool, but it is really fun.  The Young Women ate it up, and were making up many a tune by the end of camp, and Uke sales skyrocketed in the southern california region. :-) This gift is thoughtful for many reasons for me, but one is that my mom and grandma played, and if I can be like them in ANY way, I am the better for it.  The other gift I received was an "EDGE" brownie pan.  You can see by the picture how it is shaped.  Well...I love brownie edges...but I tried it first with popeye eggs(german pancakes).  It was the best thing ever.  Every piece was  good piece.  No poor unsuspecting soul had to take the middle piece.  Everyone got the yummy edge.  It probably isn't a good thing when food makes you happy, but this made me REALLY happy(this also would've resolved a lot of disputes in the Osgu home growing up).  So with my "bejeweled" crown that Molly made me it was a great day.  On a more serious note, as every year passes, I realize how blessed I am. Good times.

What a month!

It has been quite a memorable past few weeks.  Molly has learned to swim...after a little coaxing(I think at one point I offered her ten million dollars to get her to just put her face in the water).  But after a little practice, bribery and her getting a little courage, she did it.  She won't come up for a breath though, and she just swims across the pool in one breath...hopefully she isn't damaging her lungs.  She has also learned to read and "sound out" stuff.  She is proud of both her new skills and wants to practice them constantly.  Garrett has learned to use the potty!  Which is obviously fantastic for all of us.  He is super cute about it and loves his little underoos.  The best story from his potty training days has been when he had a little accident in his "Lightning McQueen" underoos.  I asked him, "When we need to go potty, what do we say to Mommy?"  He just looked at me with his big blue eyes, looked down at his underoos, and said, "Sowwy Wightning McQueen, Sowwy"   It has been a month of "firsts" and it has been a lot of fun.  These are fun ages to have the kids at.  I had a friend say once..."I wish they would just stay this age forever"  There are days when I think that...but there are other days when I wouldn't mind if they were a little more grown up. :-) 

What a fun week!

We started off the week with a visit from Sam's brother Peter.  He was in town for work, and you would think that he was Santa Claus with how the kids followed him around.  We had  a great time. (which I still think back to that picture and can't stop thinking about how cool these little birds were that would fly around the lagoon, and then just stop mid air and take full speed nose dive into the water...it was crazy)  ANYWAYS...:-)...Sam and I got to spend the whole weekend together while my sister took the kids.  We had so much fun...golfing, Sea World at night, Sam taught me to surf, shopping(amazing how easy this is without kids), then we took in a Padres game Saturday night.  Thanks Em and Tom!  Not, that I needed reminding, but it did make me remember how cool my husband is.  Then I topped it off on Sunday with a drive up to LA to see Thorn(who was in town playing the Sparks) and Caroline, another old teammate.  It was so fun to get together.  It was all capped off by these jerseys(or Jazzies as Molly called them) that Thorn got for them.  They have to have them on at all times and they are getting pretty dirty.  :-)  But when you gotta wear your Jazzy, you gotta wear it.  :-)

Happy Father's Day

I am so grateful to have a husband that knows what is most important in his life.  He is a man with great perspective, and I love him...and so do his kids.

Molly and her infamous croup

Last night, I was in this ER with our little Molly Ann.  She had a brutal case of croup and just couldn't breath anymore.  I had stayed up with her trying to help her sleep until about 3 am, and then we had to go in.  As I was sitting in this dimmed ER room with a few nurses walking here and there and giving her some respiratory treatments and some steroids, she snuggled up on my lap, fell asleep on my chest and just worked her little heart out trying to breath and keep her oxygen levels up and a fever down.  As I watched her suffering, I was reminded of when she was a baby, and to no fault of her own, she was stuck, not being able to breath.  The suffering part of this life was in the forefront of my mind, but I couldn't help but feeling this intense love and how this is how our parents and our heavenly parents feel about us.  We have been blessed by this special little girl, and although it was a minor scare, it was a great reminder of how she is so precious.  

Garrett's Big Day

This is a  long video, and for the benefit of Grandparent's living far away, so they can get a quick glimpse into what Garrett is like, and how he spent his 2nd Birthday.

Words of Encouragement

Never underestimate the power of words of encouragement.  Lately my little Garrett, out of the blue, will start cheering, "Go Mama, Go Mama" or "Go Molly, Go Molly" and put his hands up in the air, and cheer us on.  The first time he did it was when I was exercising at a park, on what seemed like my 1000th lunge, and he could tell I was starting to struggle.  He just started to cheer me on.  I felt a little boost, and continued on.  May seem silly, but it helped a little.  Granted this morning, he started yelling, "Go Mommy, Go Mommy." when I was cutting his grapefruit, and he wanted me to go faster so he could eat it.  BUT, I thought...words of encouragement are good...and I should never underestimate what it would do for someone else if I gave a little "Garrett Shout Out"  So, to all of you..."Go Mama!"

Sweet Peas from the Bells

This post is to help our family remember some really amazing people that we have met here.  These are some sweet peas that we got from these great people in our ward.  They are always calling to see if we want to visit and "pick" something or help with something in their home.  I have completely fallen in love with this cute couple.  They have done it all and seen it all.  They are in their 80's and the wife has Rheumatoid Arthritis REALLY bad.  She sat and told me stories the other day and I just thought how I wanted to be THAT cool when I am old.  I think that one of the reasons I love them so much, is they remind me of my grandparents who have already passed.  The most inspiring thing about her is that she can barely move, her hands are all curled up from the RA, and she gets up every day and does geneology.  She pokes at the computer with her painful hands.  She has about 70,000 names done or something like that.  When I think life is tough, I think of what it really means to endure to the end. I had wonderful examples of this with all of my amazing grandparents.  So this day, I am grateful for those examples around me and around my children of faithful people who endure gracefully to the end.  

You know you're a MOM when...

We have had a good weekend, and very busy because we had my sister's kids.  It was pretty uneventful...and a lot of fun, except that Garrett decided it would be a good time to climb out of his crib when his cousin and sister were in there with him sleeping.  But instead of coming out of the room, he would just jump on the kids.  Logan(Garrett's cuz) came out very sweetly, and said, "I know I am not supposed to get out of bed, but Garrett is jumping on me."  :-)  The pics above was last weekend at the pier, and Molly made everyone wear vests(I thought Garrett looked particularly cute with his white socks and shorts...very much like a miniature tourist). :-)  We had a great time going to the park, Micky D"s and the beach where all the kids got to surf with the help of Sam and a friend.  It was a great weekend!  But back to the title of my post...you know you're  a mom when...you are thirsty at the restaurant and the waitress is slow, so you get your kids water, and pull the straw up to the top and drink the water off the top to avoid any "sediment' that has accumulated at the bottom.  I sure would like to hear anyone elses, "You know you're a mom when..."  :-)  

Excuse our sorry faces...we have had the flu.  We have plugged along and snuggled our way through it. Fever, aches, chills, snot, and more snot.  We have maybe turned the corner today, for which I am grateful.  But through all the shows(the first time I have ever regretted not having cable), I just wished my Mom could come take care of us...cause nobody does it like my mom.(Then you realize you ARE the Mom, and you have to buck up) The last pic of Garrett sums it up....dazed, hot, red eyes, and just tired.  He got off this couch and took two steps to then call out...c'mon mom, c'mon mom, cause he couldn't be more than two feet away from me at a time.  Hopefully that little habit fades quickly, but it was pretty cute at the moment.

Dancing

Easter was highlighted by two cousins dancing.  Molly of course couldn't get enough, and Logan was kind of tired of doing such "pretty" things.  Maybe if Molly wouldn't have called it beautiful Logan would've participated longer.   This was after a "hunt", egg coloring...and our now traditional "Easter/Christmas Eggs"  What a great day!

Thank you JetBlue... Thank you March Madness!

I would just like to thank JetBlue for having TV's on the airplane.  I would also like to thank the video iPod for existing.  It made our trip on the plane almost enjoyable.  They even got to visit the cockpit.  When Garrett kept pushing the buttons though, I knew I didn't want to be responsible for any damage...so we left.  

We had a wonderful time in Utah seeing A LOT of family and a few friends.  The kids were in heaven with all the Grandparents and I was in heaven with all of the basketball I could watch on my parent's TV.  I have missed ESPN, and I am sure they have missed me.  So after a carved out snowman, catching snow on our tongues, a lot of strawberries, the tramp, a climbing heaven(Boondocks), a Princess party, and Princesses on Ice, and some BYU gear(Go COUGS! Beat A&M!)...I just wanted to wish you all a Happy March Madness.  The best time of the year!

A Tagged thing...

I am not really sure how to do this, I think I just fill this ABC thing out.  A-attached or single?Attached--B-Best friend?Sam--C-Cake or Pie? Both--D-Day of Choice? Um--E-Essential Item?Um--F-Fav Color?Um--G-Gummy bears or worms?Both--H-Home Town? Orem or P-Town baby(that was for you Chanell)--I-Fav Indulgence? Naps--J-January or July? July--K-Kids? two--L-Life isn't complete w/o?Sam--M-Married When?June 2002--N-Number of siblings? 3 bros, 1 sis--O-Oranges or Apples?Oranges if someone else is doing the peeling--P-Phobia or fears-Um--Q-Quotes: "Buck Up"--R-Reason to smile? A LOT--S-Season of Choice?Fall--T-Tummy, back, or side sleeper? Side--U-Unknown fact about me?Um--V-Vegetable? ALL but green peppers, starting up the garden in a week! --W-Worst Habit? Um--X-X-ray or Ultrasound? Um--Y-Your favorite food?To name a few; Sparkle cake, steak, anything on the bbq, ZUCCHINI!!!(bbq'd, fried, saute'd, in bread...etc...)--Z-Zodiac Sign? Um

Okay then I am supposed to tag someone.  So I tag Carrie(Carrie according the real bloggers in the world, you are supposed to fill this out and post it on your site...)  :-)

I am a really good mom...

So within a four day period our Garrett looks like he was in a car accident.  With remnants of his face issues lingering behind.  He slammed his thumb in the car door cause he wanted to do it "his seffff"  He then reached up and touched the stove after I warned him repeatedly(b/c this kid just HAS to try it for himself)  and he burned his pointer and middle finger(which proceeded to blister and is a bloody mess still).  

Then Sam came home after he went surfing this morning and said that his board whacked him in the face, cutting his lip, and the little thing on the upper lip connected to his gums.  He said the ironic thing is that is was one of his best days surfing. He is getting so good at surfing, his surfboard decided he wanted to be in charge again I guess.  So after all of that explanation.  LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON...see, I AM a good mom.  :-)  Trust me, you would need convincing too, if your son looked like mine.

Garrett and his Head...

Our Garrett seems to get hurt a lot.  But this head bonk on a corner wall was particularly gross.  Twenty minutes before THIS head injury, he got hit on the head by an airball from some guy at church basketball.  C'mon dude, if you're gonna shoot airballs watch out for little dudes walking under the basket!  Garrett hits his head enough on his own!  The fresh wound on his chin is from yesterday. The last pic is of the mark left by Molly when she accidently whipped him on his outstretched arm with her pearl necklace two days ago...but he's a fighter, he will tough it out to wear pearls.  If he wants 'em, he will sacrifice anything to get 'em.

Our weekend on the water...

We had a great time fishing and whale watching this weekend.  Here are a few pics.  One is of Sam and his sculpin, that we are having for dinner tonight(they are also venomous if you get stung) and me with a mackerel, but the guy next to me caught a octopus, and I thought that was cooler.  :-)  There were some sharks caught and a crab.  It was a great time!  Special thanks to Emily and Tom who had the kids!

Sea World

Garrett picked up a starfish today and Sea World.  I told him to look at me so we could "take a picture with the starfish."  He proceeded to put the starfish up to his eye (pretending it was a camera) and was "taking a picture with the starfish" over and over again.  It taught me another valuable lesson in communication.  My kids have no idea what I am saying.  

Molly and the Sea Lion Jake

Molly had the opportunity to be the volunteer at the sea lion show at the San Diego Zoo last week.  She got to hug, feed and do a trick with him, and got a big wet kiss on the cheek, which she thought was "gross."  It was a little gross, she smelled like fish all day.  The highlights were when she was told to bow(and then did so with quite a bit of personality, b/c she practices her bows after she dances around the house), and when she was told to just wipe her hands off on her clothes(she looked at the lady and with a totally innocent voice, says, "oh no, this is my Sunday dress." (I have seen this show a dozen times, and every kid always just wipes their hands on their pants.) Both moments got big laughs from the audience.  

SUPA DUPA!

We are trying to keep up with Garrett learning new phrases and words.  Here are a few.  He doesn't like to be on camera, hence the low lying camera angle.  I had to try to hide it, and pretend I wasn't doing it. You also may think that his "thank you" sounds a little vulgar, but we are getting used to it, and when he says thank you EVERY time you give him something, it is pretty cute.  :-)  

Family Night

This was our family night song, and it was cute, so I recorded it.  We did it twice, and the second time Garrett runs out of the room before it finishes.  We find him in the kitchen, peaking out, and still as can be. We later realized he was doing some business in his diaper.  We show the first take

Christmas Day

A little video from Christmas.  Molly on her new bike.  Garrett with his new...wait...he didn't care about any of his presents.  This is him with his puddle.  Notice how I rolled up his pants so they didn't get wet when he tried to splash in this puddle.  Good thing I did that.  His face was dirrrty!