Still growing

I honestly don't think I could ever properly convey the phenomenon that is Skylar's hair.

But this comes close.

It'll put hair on your chest

"It's eggplant.  I grilled it and then put mozzarella cheese on top."

(chewing) "It's okay."

"Scott, what do you mean it's okay?  You don't like it?"

"No, I do like it.  It's just that it's missing something."

"What?  Like a spice or something?"

"No...like meat."

Ashlyn gets baptized

This morning Ashlyn got baptized. And I really don't know what the heck is up with the camera, but all the pictures have a yellowish background. I have a very nice camera, and because it's so big it's a little hard to stick it in my purse so for Christmas Scott bought me a very nice, very small camera specifically to carry in my purse, and I still don't understand what setting the little dial needs to be on for the pictures to be any good.

Just about everyone we know came to church with us this morning, and Roni (my sister-in-law) sang How Great Thou Art and my gosh if you weren't there then wow did you miss out. I asked her to sing something that would bring the house down. Well, she had a standing ovation before she even finished the song. Amazing. Simply amazing.

Anyway, if anyone knows how to work my specific type of camera, let me know. Because my SLR is a lot easier than this point-and-shoot thing.

iPhone

I can't say enough about it.  

The only thing better than my new iPhone is doing anything with my new iPhone INSIDE THE MINIVAN.  

I hate that minivan by the way.  I'll admit, I was a little unsure as to whether or not I'd like driving a minivan, but I bit the bullet and bought one, then about a week later I was sitting there and it was like "Whoa, this thing is AWESOME!  Look at the doors!  They open by themselves!  Look at all the room we have!  And XM radio.  And a DVD.  And the leather smells so nice.  I LOVE THIS MINIVAN."

But you know what?  I had a lot of room, XM radio, a DVD, and leather (it smelled a little like spoiled milk but anyway) in my other car, and that car was paid for.  I loved that car.  I miss that car.  So basically it all boils down to the automatic doors, and really, am I that lazy that I can't use a door handle and pull open a door?  And the minivan has a sunroof, and I hate sunroofs.  And as weird as it sounds, there is no storage in the minivan.  Honestly, where am I supposed to put the DVD cases for the DVD we are watching?  There is no place to put them other than the floor.  I can't figure it out.  I'm riding around in a spacious minivan and there's no place to put all my crap.  It's maddening.  Then yesterday a CD got stuck in the changer.  So the screen popped up a message that said CD STUCK-YOU'RE SCREWED.   

So I've decided I hate it, and I hate driving it.  I'm buying me a Saab.  What?  All my kids won't fit?  WHERE DO I SIGN?  

Cuddle buddies

All the blogging I could do

The other day as I was watching Ashlyn and Haley beat the ever loving crap out of each other I thought "Wow, I should make a blog or something so I can keep everyone up to date on what these kids are doing."  Then I remembered Oh yeah.  

Tomorrow April is coming to spend the night so we can get up Saturday morning and run 3.1 miles voluntarily.  Not only is this voluntary, but we also paid the people to let us do it.  April is hoping to set some kind of record.  I am hoping not to die.

This should be very entertaining, however probably not as entertaining as this afternoon, when Jenny said "Let's go feed the ducks!" and so we took my 4 and her 2 and picked up Grandma and went to the lake.  There was a small mishap at the lake, and there are no pictures of it, simply because instead of taking pictures I was too busy trying to decide if I was gonna laugh it off or be pissed. 

See, there was some mud at the lake, and Skylar comes hauling right through the middle of it and somehow she doesn't fall, but her shoes are sucked right off her feet into the puddle.  And Jenny and I are all "Oh no!  Look out for the mud!" but Mary Kate either doesn't hear us or just decides to ignore us and she tries to run right through it and the next thing you know she's naked and crying and Jenny is using a baby wipe trying to get her cleaned up and so I'm all "Look!  We told you guys to watch out for the mud!" and wouldn't you know it right after that Owen is naked right beside Mary Kate and we're out of wipes.  

And no one could understand why we had to leave.  It's no wonder I seldom leave my house anymore.