Playing the nose picking game at a Halloween carnival.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Since Aimee created the stick on party hat on my last birthday, it has become a fashion statement around here. Pratt makes a great model for it.
I love being the primary chorister in my ward! The only draw back is that when the primary sings, I can't just oogle over my own kids. I made Chad take a little snippet at our ward Christmas party of my babies vocalizing.
Posted by supertosha at 6:57 PM
Call us lame, but we have decided that our kiddos won't do sleep-overs with friends. We have our reasons. They do however, love having sleep-overs with each other. I think Porter still misses sharing a room with his best friend, Aimee. We finally had to make a rule that if they had a sleep over and got too chatty they would have to go back to their own rooms. I guess be near each other is enough because it worked, and they go right to bed. We also had to just narrow it down to Friday nights. I think they would do it every other night if we let them, but it can really throw the mornings off.
Posted by supertosha at 6:33 PM
This beautiful beefy baby of mine makes me smile every single day. From her wrist rolls to her dimple bum and all of her other squishes, I adore her! My biggest complaint is just that she is too big! Don't get me wrong, I am loving everything about having a chubby baby, except that because she is so much bigger than her siblings, I feel like I am loosing my tiny baby faster. Here are just a few moments I've caught glimpses of in the last month.
Pretty much anything will do as a pacifier
Nothing beats a cuddle with some favorite people!
Posted by supertosha at 6:07 PM
Chad basically gets the kids wound up as tight as a drum every night before bedtime. I guess they have worn themselves out enough during the day that they still manage to go the sleep? One night I told Chad that he needed to help everyone settle down before bedtime. He decided to reach deep inside himself and expose his inner monk. Meditation!
They tried really hard to follow his lead, but in the end, it only lasted a few minutes, then they went right back to playing ninjas, wrestling, and chase. Maybe Chad needs to reach a little deeper.
Posted by supertosha at 5:35 PM
Sunday, November 17, 2013
This year we looked forward to our new found tradition of visiting Young's Dairy. Knowing what to expect and how to plan made it even more enjoyable than the previous year. We got there early, so that we could eat lunch and get the most out of the day before babies got tired or grouchy. One of Chad's fellow ortho residents was there with his blond little toddler. His wife had to work, and he was flying solo. I think he watched Chad and I as we portioned out plates from a large "community plate" dished at the buffet line, took turns making several return trips for more food, napkins or drinks, and rolled sleeves, and wiped hands and mouths, he thought we were nuts. We recognize that according to the standards of some, our family of six, with four kids five and under, is crazy. We love it!
This year we tried our hands at mini golf. We quickly learned a few things. First, I was awesome, and Chad struggled. Second, our kids are still too little to worry about trying to follow rules or keep score. Third, it takes a long time for kiddos determined to get the ball in the hole themselves.
Posted by supertosha at 5:56 PM
Chad put off teaching Aimee to ride a bike for a long time. He was afraid of the scraped knees, and bloody elbows that inevitably follow. Not because of the blood, but because of whose blood. When I was a kid I remember my dad running up and down the road a few times with me until I figured out the balance, helping me turn a couple of times, and then cheering me on as I braved it alone. Chad had a really hard time with the cheering part, and to be honest, so did Aimee. She was ready to quit when she had had just one solo stretch where Chad never left her side. I walked up and down the sidewalk with the boys and may
Posted by supertosha at 5:02 PM
Sunday, November 3, 2013
We aren't hard core campers. We have become big fans of our back yard camp outs that have a readily available bathroom where hands can be washed and flies don't live. That works for us. But, we also enjoy our occasional "roughing it" trips. With May still so little, I didn't think it was time for she and I to join the rest of the Williams crew overnight. Especially since it was forecast to be the coldest night of the season. We did go up the evening before. Chad got the tent set up on the nice even grass field (that is how most people "rough it" here in this mountainless area). We ate a picnic dinner, roasted marshmallows, and even tried a few new campfire treats. When I left that night for home, my babies were in seventh heaven playing with sticks and primary friends and having the attention of their daddy at their full disposal.
When I arrived the next morning I hated getting out of the car. It was cold! I went strait to the fire and stayed there for a couple of hours. My campers, however, weren't even phased. They ate up every minute. When I did finally pull myself away from the fire, May and I found our campers fishing. Turns out they did more croaker catching. Chad loves to fish, but when his fan club got more excited about mud and frogs, so did he.
Posted by supertosha at 6:12 PM
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Pratt truly has no inhibitions. This is also true of his attitude toward rules. He seems to think that even though he knows he is doing wrong, and will be punished, it will probably be less displeasure than the pleasure he will receive from following his own whim. In this case it was scaling the wall and climbing along it's ledge to get to something that I purposely put out of his reach. He wears me out!
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Tuesday, October 15, 2013
When we found out about the father/son ward camp-out, Chad was excited to take the boys out. This would be their first activity of this kind. That also meant that Aimee and I would have an entire evening all to ourselves. It was too long in the making, I know, but our first girls night was highly anticipated.
Posted by supertosha at 12:17 PM
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Growing up, Memorial Day meant camping for the weekend. For us this year, we lucked out. We just thought it was cool that Chad actually didn't have to work that day. It was also good timing because for our ward here, it means a big ward breakfast. The High Priests are in charge of this particular ward event, and since Chad is in the leadership, he was able to be helpful. It turned out to be a chilly and wet morning, so rolled everyone out of bed early, bundled up, and went help set up, and get food cooking.
As the youngest guy in the quorum, Chad was the only one there with small children. It was fun to watch him cook eggs with his mini men assisting him. Plus, it gave Chad an easy excuse if he messed up the eggs! Chad cooked all morning, and my very pregnant self manned the troops. I think people get a kick out of watching me go through a buffet line with four plates. Personally, if it means that I can get Porter to eat as heartily as he did, I would do it every day!
Posted by supertosha at 7:14 PM