Pioneer Day

Also with my sister in law (my brother's wife) and her kids, we went to the Pioneer day Parade. It was the first time I've celebrated pioneer day since I was a wee child. When the mock Pioneers walked by in the beginning, I will admit, I felt a little emotional. Those poor pioneers women, carrying children the whole way, especially the ones who were cold and hungry, or hot and hungry and thirsty. I'm glad I wasn't a pioneer.

Here is my niece, my son, and my nephew. My son had a great time sitting on the curb watching the parade like every child should do. I think my baby enjoyed parts, other parts she was just hot and hungry. After she wasn't so hungry she fell asleep. My boy only ran away once, so that was a good deal.

Maybe my brother in laws should get one of these instead of their unicycles.

Blog Catch up

What seems like forever ago, we went to the Oquirrh Mount Temple Open House. With my sister in law (below) and family, and my sister in law and family. Now if that was confusing to any of you, we met up with my brother, his wife (below) and children, Brent's sister and children, a bunch of relatives somehow connected to her brother, and my parent in laws.

It was the second time for my kids and I, we went in June with my cousin Justin. It was a lot more crowded than it was that day, but a lot less crowded then when we went to the Draper Open House on a Friday night.

My husband then went back to work, but the rest of went to go see the Copper Mine. Here is my kid and his grandpa, the ironic thing is, the only other time I've ever seen the mine other than in an airplane was with my grandpa.

Here is my kids and my brothers kids. As my brother has said, we see each other once a year whether we need it or not, when he comes to see his wife's family.

It was a fun long hot day.

Teeth

Yesterday is best summed up by my son's phrase, "I'm having a hard day." He told his dad when he got home, "mom had a hard day, but not me, I had a good day." We won't get into the particulars lets just say, I absolutely hate tuition payments.
So today couldn't come at a better time.
I went to the dentist, sure most would not view that as a good time had by all, but oh do I love a trip to the dentist. The twice a year I have the best self esteem is after walking out of the dentist. For most a trip to the dentist is filled with pain, disappointment, and bills. For me, its an hour of medical professionals telling me how perfect my teeth are, and how beautiful they are. For a girl who likes words of affirmation, nothing could be better than hearing for an hour how wonderful and beautiful my mouth is.
Why is the dentist so enjoyable for me,
First off, I have been blessed with great teeth genes, I rarely get cavities.
Second, I always have brushed my teeth even as a small child
Third, thanks my parents who paid a large sum to the staff at Apple Orthodontics I received great orthodontic treatment.
Fourth, back to the good genes, my teeth have not reverted from my braces at all
Fifth, I married a man, who is also obsessed with good oral hygiene, and so I floss daily
Sixth, I genuinely like the feeling of my teeth after a good teeth cleaning done by a skilled hygienist.

I just happened to cold call a random dentist from my insurance website, it just so happens we get free bleaching system every six months. So I didn't get any today, because I'm still breastfeeding, but come six months from now I will have fabulously white teeth to go with my fabulously straight cavity free teeth.
Now if I could only stop clenching.
Yes, I'm vain, I'm also an imperfect soul, how about you?!

Sunday Dinner/Uncle D's Birthday

Luckily I have a fantastic sister in law who would invite her and her kids over for ice cream. So I could rebuttal such claims and invite them over for dinner. Then I thought oh maybe my brother and his girlfriend want to come, then I remember its almost my brother's birthday. We had the traditional sunday dinner, roast, mash potatoes, jello, I even made gravy. The first time I've ever made gravy, I think it turned out just fine. Although my husband is very picky so he makes the potatoes, which also turned out well, he adds lots of butter, and sour cream so its goodness, plus a bunch of tasty spices.

I will be boastful and say I made a fantastic cake. That tasted great, with probably the best frosting I've ever made (I've only been making frosting for a year and half so). It was a flat cake none the less. It wasn't all rounded and baked unevenly.

Here is my darling niece, in her pink dress eating her pink ice cream in her pink ice cream cone.

My daughter is a cow, she was standing up playing, when she sat down, grabbed a handful of grass for her mouth, and stood back up to continue playing.

We are so sad our cousins are moving to Texas. It was so fun to have the kids play every week.

Paper and Ink

A week ago, my son drew a pod picture of himself in green. Later on I asked him what he wanted to be for halloween (I was in the mood for a holiday, and its the next big one, even if its more than two months away). After a bit of a discussion, with various suggestions, he decided a bear. He then went back to his picture and added his halloween costume, of a bear.

In case you need some explanations. His eyeballs are rather huge.

On Saturday 'the Anty Kim' came and watched our kids so I could go shoot the gun my husband bought me while I was pregnant, and the gun he bought himself when I was pregnant. Since I was pregnant at the time, I couldn't shoot either of them, so finally after almost a year of owning it I finally got to shoot it. Babies make marksmanship so tricky, with not want the fetus deaf or lead poisoning, not to mention, just because my babies are born, I still don't want to injure their hearing, or let them lick my fingers after touching lead. Back to the art at hand. Luckily 'the anty kim' gave my son a much need two hours of uninterpreted time, while his baby sister slept. During which he decided he wanted to cut paper, his current favorite pastime time. Although she didn't know, he owns and uses four pairs of scissors. So she cut and he colored. According to her, yes, he colored the whole face himself. We were all very amazed. Then she cut his effects and he colored, a hangun, a rifle, utensils (his word)--a spoon (not a balloon), a knife, a fork, a juice box, a plate, a bowl, a fish and a flower.

Here's a close up of the face. My son loves markers and does in my opinion rather amazing things for a three year old with them. But not crayons, so he rarely even touches his nursery pictures.

Three dimensional Art

My son has lately been exploring three dimensional art. He made this after we got home from church two weeks ago. Not really the ideal time to pull out the paints, he was in his church clothes, and I came out of his room after putting baby sis to sleep to find him making this creation. No I didn't really know the paints were so easily accessible. His instrument of choice, a mary kay make up brush. Its mixed media, paint crepe paper and spider man sticker.

The next morning, I decided to show him the joys of tissue paper creations. His first experiment.

Then I showed him you can scrunch to add new flavor. It took quite the fine motor skills to not scrunch into oblivion.

Next we spelled his name and glue and put squares on the lines.

Earned

This post is a little late. In an effort to downsize when we were moving, we sold some large children toys. With the money my son earned he bought a scooter.

He loves it, it is his favorite thing to do these days.

My kids are learning how to play together, and getting pretty good.

My daughter learned how to click her tongue today, you can find her wandering through the house making clicking noises.