A movie by our Youth

This is hilarious, we had an movie night in our stake in which we had to present a BofM story, and the production had to include a vacuum, which explains the "vacuum brigade". It is 6 minutes long and look for peanuthead, since she had to come to Young Womens with me on the night of filming they gave her a part.

Peanuthead's birthday, India

No, Peanuthead did not have her birthday in India, but this post is a pre-cursor to a post that is soon to come documenting Peanuthead's birthday, which was yesterday, and Cache's trip to India. Here are a few pictures to get you salivating:

This cake is supposed to be a horse

one year ago.......

I have been going through some old photo's and I came across these. It was this time last year Cache and I were enjoying the warmth and getting massages on the beach. ahhhh I am longing for that again, maybe someday. Actually, I guess Cache is getting this again. He called today and told me he drove through the Jungles of India and saw monkeys and then drove to the most southern tip of the country and saw where three oceans collide, he said it was very impressive, and he made sure to tell me that the weather is 80-90 degrees. oh well. I am glad he is having a good time.

2007 cruise to the western carribean
Belize:
jeep tour and river boat tour

look closely for the baby alligators.

Knock, Knock...........

No, I do not have two girls. Yes, the "girl" in the flower dress is a boy.
Yes, someday Fin will kill me for posting this and yes, Cache will probablly beat him to it,
but oh well I had to do it. Ignore the dress and look at how cute these two are.
( mommy goggles are handed out at the door )

How many of you moms out there (not just moms-but dads, aunts, uncles, cousins, siblings) have ever heard these words all. day. long?

Here is how my day sounds:

7 am
peanuthead: Knock-knock?
Me: who's there?
Peanuthead: Hair
Me: Hair who?
Peanuthead: hair, you need to get your hair done (ya, it doesn't make sense to me either, except for the fact that I really do need to get my hair done.)
uncontrollable laughter from Peanut head.

9 am
Fin: knock, knock?
me: who's there?
Fin: knock, Knock?
Me: who's there?
silence because fin can't think of anything else to say, and then uncontrollable laughter.

12 pm
Peanuthead: knock, knock?
Me: who's there?
Peanuthead: banana
Me: banana who?
Peanuthead: knock, knock?
Me: who's there?
Peanuthead: banana
I
will
skip the next few lines
because I am sure
you know this one
Peanuthead: Orange you glad I didn't say Banana?
uncontrollable laughter from Peanuthead.

3pm
(repeat of 9am)

5pm
(repeat of 7am)

How do you handle the incessant knock, knock jokes?? everytime I hear "knock, knock" I cringe.
BUT, I do love the satisfaction they receive by thinking that they made a funny and I do love the laughter that follows, therefore I don't give-in to my first instinct, which is to put them in "time-out" whenever I hear "knock-knock?" .

Why can't I be content?

I think I have changed my blog 4 or 5 times since I started posting last spring. I just can't find anything I like, so i am going to make my own.

Cache took my camera to India so I haven't had anything to take pictures with (I have our point and shoot, but I am to lazy to bring it up from downstairs and charge it) so I have been dabbling with digital scrapbooking to waste my time, I am really enjoying it. It is a lot cheaper than actual scrapbooking which is a plus for me. I hated spending the money on supplies. With digital there is a lot of free stuff. I love the word *free*.

I just spent the last 4 days working on our layout for our private blog and I really like it, well at least I like it more than what was there before. So now my next adventure is this blog's layout, so if you see it looking really odd for the next few days you will know why.

My inspiration for this change is cute Paige's blog take a look, I love it.

Sad day

I about fell over when I started my nightly ritual of reading the news and saw that our prophet passed away today. It is sweet that he was able to pass away so quickly and without much pain. I am sure he is rejoicing at being with his sweet wife again. I love that man.

A post for my hubby.

I was reading this post this morning and it reminded me so much of my husband. My heart truly believes this, but I just can't stop shopping. I am going to do better though, we really don't need any more stuff.