A Terrible Disease :)

I guess that's what I have according to Jacob. The other day while I was preparing dinner he commented that he was sure glad to be a boy because he wouldn't want to have the "terrible disease" that I have when I'm pregnant that makes me cry all the time.
He was referring to when I got choked up during Rebecca's choir concert when she sang the duet that she had auditioned for. I was so happy so see her challenge herself that hearing her beautiful voice brought me to tears. The tears flowed again when she sang a special musical number in Sacrament with a few of the other girls her age. Pregnancy mixed with music does that to me.

But I'm glad that Jacob is happy with his "manliness" although he's discovering that there are problems that come with being a boy too. Yesterday he came home with reports of feeling pretty uncomfortable that one of the girls in his class who sits by him keeps on scooting her chair closer to him and decided to share her feelings for him. She leaned over and whispered "I love you Jacob." Apparently she has a little crush on my kind, handsome, shy son who could careless about girls at this age. He reports that she has this laugh that she maybe she thinks is "cutesy" but it sounds more "evilish" to him.

Last night we went to the boys first wrestling matches of the season and they were both little fighters. Wrestling is such a tough sport! They both won their first match and lost their second match after putting up a good fight.

Red Cabinets, Purple Dishwasher, Moldy Muffins, ...

Toilet Water Drenched Shirt, Broken Crayons, Stolen Suckers
Alyssa is busy at work again!
Just this morning she colored the kitchen cabinets with a red marker (fortunately washable), drenched her clothes with toilet water when I was trying to exercise, went dumpster diving (in the kitchen) to try to recover a moldy muffin to eat, scattered and stepped on Emily's crayons and found a sucker from somewhere to reward herself for all of her hard work!
After cleaning up all of these messes I went to get a clean cup out of the dishwasher and discovered that the door and all of the plastic items had a hazy purple coating. There was an empty purple crayon wrapper hiding in the bottom of the silverware tray that she must have slipped in last night while she was trying to grab the knives as I loaded up the dirty dishes.
I guess this is paybacks for the kind of naughtiness I did at about the same age - like flushing contacts and curlers.

Scouts according to Jacob

" I am smiling because I get to eat my cake soon."

"I am down in the dumps because I got my Bear, and my mom's an angel... see the halo on top of her head. My dad is losing weight, my mom is gaining weight." (First he asked me if I would be offended if he posted this... how thoughtful:)

"Daniel is nervous because he wants to make a cake and he's scared to."
"I love the Colts! Austin Collie is awesome and they are going to go to the superbowl next year."

Manly

One of the girls in Jacob's school class gave all of the boys mustaches for Valentines Day so they could look more manly. But after one day of wearing it Jacob decided that the hairs tickling his nose were not worth the manliness so he decided to shave!

Busy Girl

Alyssa is getting to be a big girl too fast! She loves taking care of her babies.

She wants to wear makeup like mommy and cologne like daddy.... and she loves hanging out in the bathroom so she can explore the forbidden items in the drawers, unroll the tp, try out everyone else's toothbrush, taste test the soap and flush the toilet over and over whenever she can get the chance.
I'm in for some serious trouble once the new baby comes. Alyssa loves to climb, explore, unload, dump, rip and scatter a lot more than playing with her toys. And her newest favorite feats are undressing herself (including the diaper) and opening the doors. Sometimes naptime is such a welcome sight!

Christmas Day 2011

Catching Up from Christmas

Obviously I'm a bit behind on blogging... but I thought I'd record some things for my own memories anyway.

Our yearly tradition of acting out the nativity at Christmas with children typically ends up being a little less inspirational than I had hoped. So this year we tried something different. We read the account in the scriptures first while everyone listened reverently.
Then afterwards we acted it out with our impromptu costumes.

The shepherds "trying to be" sore afraid.

Emily was excited to dress up as a beautiful angel.