wordless wednesday

Women's Conference pictures.

These are the pictures from Saturday night. Here we all are. L-R: Lindsay Ann, Lindsay, Mom, Andrea, Megan, Me.

There's Andrea sitting down getting ready to sing. She's at the top left.

While we were waiting for Andrea my mom ran into someone she knows and was chatting, so the Lindsays and I were taking some fun pictures.

I wore my new sweater that I love.

The end.

Last night.

Guess who I saw last night.

These men:

It was AMAZING. Really really amazing. And I waved at Pres. Monson and he waved back at me. Cause we have birthday loyalty. And my sister sang in the choir and it was gorgeous. Click here to learn some fun things about Pres. Monson.

And then we went to the Olive Garden and I feasted on Zuppa Toscana which was SOOOO delicious as always. Mmmm. Good times.

And I just went to the fridge to find my box of leftover stuffed mushroom and ravioli, and Brett HAD FED IT TO TALMAGE. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHH!! I was like, what the heck are you thinking feeding Olive Garden food to a kid??? Sheesh. And the man thinks he's a doctor or something. He's fired.

But otherwise a fun weekend.

Date hike.

By all these lovely tokens

September days are here

With summer's best of weather

And autumn's best of cheer.

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth

seeking the successive autumns."

- George Eliot

"Behold congenial Autumn comes,

the Sabbath of the Year."

- John Logan, 1748 - 1788

"I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house.

So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air."

- Nathaniel Hawthorne

So, all these pictures we took of us I would just set the camera up on a rock and run into the picture. But there was one spot that I really wanted a picture, but there was no helpful rock anywhere. So when I told Brett that I must have a picture in this particular spot, he said, "Well what the doodle are you going to do with the camera?" I laughed so hard. It was hilarious.

And then he whipped me up a little tripod 'au naturale' from some sticks and grass. What a man. A man who says 'what the doodle.'

guess what.

Guess what came in the mail yesterday. Five hundred dollars worth of passports. Yay. Except we still have to wait for visas, and who knows how long that will take. And of course, all of us look weird/yucky in our pictures. Nothing like this:

Or this:

and so on.

Here's Grandma with the little tykes.

Jumping.

Reading.

Here's Brett and Dad doing some fencing.

And here's Brett fencing and all the curious horses watching.

Oh this was the other weekend. It was my fault. So, my mom and dad's house has doors that don't unlock when you twist the doorknob and so people always accidentally leaving the door locked when they come out. So then we'd have to grab the keys and open it. This is annoying but not TOO bad until little girls with red hair lock all the doors EVERY FIVE SECONDS!!!!! Anyway, I took the keys, unlocked the door, did the girls' hair, and came out. Unfortunately, the keys did not come out with me and the door was locked. We tried picking it, but it was an incredibly hard lock. We tried opening the window, but it was locked too. So, Brett hacksawed the doorknob off. Umm, my bad. But hey, at least we're not locked out of the bathroom every five seconds now, right?

This is all the kiddos on Fahs Elle. At first I was going to go find all the other pictures of Fahs Elle carrying a bazillion kids, including one with me, Kami, Wyatt, Lindsay, and Ethan, but I decided I was too lazy to go find them and scan them in. You'll just have imagine it.

Here are some other horsie pictures. I've decided my calling in life is to be a horsewoman. Ha. Last night I rode Smokey who has never been ridden by anyone but my dad a few times. It was awesome. I have skills. Okay, not really, but hey I didn't get bucked off. That's because he's a nice horse. So, since I rode him first I'm claiming him.

What a year can do Part 1.

Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.

~Marc Brown

I can't think of a title.

I did Ethne's hair in braids the other day and they stuck straight up. It was awesome. Can we say Pippi?

Just a picture of the girls sleeping. Whenever you go in, one or the other or both of them are sideways, backwards, upside down, or have fallen off the bed.

Grandpa's grapes. Mmmmmmm!

Beautiful Hazel. (Elf girl.)

My brother Wyatt and his family came over and we had awesome burgers. But none was quite as awesome as the double-decker, all toppings included (including about 1/4 pound of cheese, which should not surprise you in the least if you know Wyatt) MANLY burger. I think he almost made it, but had to leave a few tiny scraps on his plate.

Honestly, I don't think the pictures do it justice. I should have taken a picture after he'd taken a few bites, with all the barbeque sauce all over his face.

A little about Wyatt--he's a kid-whisperer. Actually his wife is too. He's always coming up with exciting new things to do with them. It's pretty awesome.

Look how spellbound they all are.

Wyatt made this for the kids. They were soooo excited. (They also didn't go to sleep forever either.)

When the kids were in bed we played a few games and then Wyatt kept trying to spin his wedding ring in a cool way on the table. And then spin the cup, and then we were all trying to spin the cup coolly. You had to be there. Wyatt also put Hazel's Polly Pocket in the freezer. I don't know why--I'm just related to him.

And this is my ***ADORABLE*** little guy who is getting just TOOO BIG! He is the bestest, cutest kid. He is starting to make more funny word-like noises and I love it when he just plows into the other kids and rolls on top of them. He likes having me jump him on the tramp, and tonight he was laughing his head off when I slammed a book shut over and over. It was the funniest thing ever to him. He is so cute. That is all.