Ziploc

I was cleaning up dinner and hardly noticed the help I was receiving until I was all done. 

Apparently my good little helper felt the need to save her half of garlic bread that she didn't eat and the last 3 kernels of corn from her dinner plate. Thank you for your help Miss Bailey.

Potato Head

Hey Bailey....

Mr. Potato Head called and he wants his glasses back. Love you!

The Chicken and the Cow

Ring around the rosie has been a big obsession in this house lately. And the best part about this is the little recruit who loves stepping up as the spinning partner. It is wonderful to just sit back and shout at Bails to go slower and not knock her sister over than to have to spin in circles for hours on end. Hazel learning to walk has been all good so far...

 I seriously can not get enough of these sweet little faces. Unless of course there is snot and tears, then I am happy and ready to turn them over to Daddy whenever he gets home.

Got to love the chicken and the cow.

Snow Day...

We had a snow day around these parts and it was not from school. We missed that by an hour and a half on Friday. Today, as we were running around destined to be late for church we got a text message notifying us that our ward was cancelled for the day due to the excessive snow. I immediately put my pajamas back on and laid down to rest while Sam suited up the girls for their walk/play in the snow.

 Bailey all geared up and ready to go. Can you tell how excited she is? 

 Hazel almost got left behind until I encouraged Sam to take her to. Partly so she could participate in the fun and mostly because I wanted the house to myself for a little while. Peace and quiet is hard to come by these days.

 Yes, Sam wore shorts on his walk around the block. Probably pulling Bailey on the sled was enough of a work out to keep him warm. He did wonder about why people felt the need to point out the obvious. He said he must have been stopped at least 3 times by people notifying him that he was indeed wearing shorts.

He also had a baby in his coat and couldn't see his feet or legs so they were probably just trying to help out. A small taste of what a pregnant lady lives with for 9 months.

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow...

This winter has been the exact opposite from last winter. This may be the third or fourth time already that we have just been dumped on like crazy. Even our Idaho boy Sam has said this is the most snowfall he has ever seen.

And one thing I don't really love right now. How long our stinking driveway is. My back, arms, stomach, legs (basically every inch of me) is beyond sore. Shoveling a foot and a half of snow is no joke. Lucky Sam gets to leave before the sun is up and return after sunset from silly school which leaves Robby and I to shovel the whole thing by ourselves. After all, Utah does have a law that your sidewalks must be shoveled within 24 hours of the snowfall or you will be cited; and who needs that right now?

Skunks

While getting ready for bed Bailey found the remote control and turned on the television. She happened upon a little documentary about skunks and this is pretty much how the next twenty minutes of our lives played out. They hardly moved an inch as they learned all about skunks and some of the strange people that take them in as pets. Even Hazel, who hardly sits still for anything could not take her eyes off the television. 

 They were obsessed with how stinky the animals were. Bailey also obliged in demonstrating how a skunk sprays its stinky smell.

Lets just all hope their love of skunks is nothing more than a fascination from afar, because if I don't even want a dog for a pet I most certainly will never have a skunk.

Me Go To School

Bailey goes to a creative capsule class on the first Tuesday of every month. We call it school and she is so in love with the idea of being a big girl and going to school just like Daddy. A few of her creations from today's class. 

"Me go to school and Daddy go to school." So proud of herself.