Funny Plant

Logan brought home a plastic cup with a ball of dirt with buggy eyes. We watered it, and it turned into such a funny guy! It sits on the windowsill in the kitchen and makes me smile while I'm washing dishes. Maybe it will make you smile, too.

Lauren, Lauren, Lauren

My Lauren is a wonder. As in, I wonder . . .

At our ward talent show the other night a girl Logan's age sat down and started playing the piano. Lauren was obviously impressed and said, quite loudly, "Wow Mom, she's WAY better than you!" Mom boost number 2. The first one came a few days earlier. Lauren was asking about the resurrection and families. She asked if we always have the same family, even after we die and are resurrected. I hesitated, because I was afraid of her reaction (and rightly so). I told her that yes, we are sealed together and get to be a family forever. Her initial response was, "YEAH!". Then came, "well, not YEAH yeah". Humph.

On a lighter note, Lauren loves to sing. Her life is a musical. She makes up songs all the time about anything and everything. The other day she was singing "I Like Being Little a Lot". The title line comes from a song she's learning at school, but she couldn't remember the rest of the words, so she just made them up. You'll have to make up your own tune to imagine it with . . .

"I like being little a lot.
Being little is better than being a grown-up.
Grown-ups don't have any friends.
Well, they do but they don't play they just talk.
I like being little a lot.
If you're a grown-up you can't do anything you want.
Like, if you're reading a book and your kids keep bugging you . . .
I LIKE BEING LITTLE A LOT!"

BTW, she came up with that pose all by herself

Pancakes

So, we eat a lot of pancakes in this house. We eat a lot of breakfast for dinner in this house, too (as long as David isn't home). If I ever ask the kids what they want for dinner, Lauren and Easton will both yell, "PANCAKES!" We make popeye pancakes (my personal favorite) and we make regular pancakes, with occasional mix-ins like bananas or applesauce. And they almost always have chocolate chips in them. Logan is getting a little tired of the pancake dinner, so this week we had french toast. Tonight, Logan wasn't home for dinner and when I asked Lauren what we should have for dinner she said, "PLEASE can we have pancakes?" I'm getting a little bored of regular pancakes, so I looked up some recipes and found one for whole wheat pancakes. My mother-in-law tried one like this and said it was good, so I tried it. If you're ever looking for something to do with your wheat . . . here's an idea, and you don't even need a wheat grinder!

Whole Wheat Pancakes
3/4 c. raw wheat
1 1/3 c. milk
2 T. baking powder
2 eggs
1/4 t. salt
1/2 c. oil
1 T. sugar
Blend wheat and milk for 4 minutes in blender. (Do not cook wheat before blending.) Add all other ingredients. Cook on a hot griddle.

We, of course, had to sprinkle on a few chocolate chips. We also had some berry syrup that David made last Sunday and it was yummy! So, we had whole grain and berries for dinner!

Easton enjoying his first of four pancakes

Lauren enjoying her first of 4 pancakes

We miss EMILY!!

We had so much fun having Emily around. Easton especially missed her this morning when he had to go to the gym daycare instead of staying home and playing cars with Emily. All of my kids love Emily, and David and I like having her around, too. And, not just for the babysitting! I love to stay up talking to Emily when all the kids are in bed and David is at work. SO much better than playing stupid video games or watching lame TV shows all by myself. Watching the show about people who didn't even know they were pregnant would have been more entertaining if Emily was still here to watch it with me. While Emily was here we went to a BYU vs. Utah baseball game that was surprisingly fun! It helps that BYU won! Thanks for coming Emily, and come again.

The girls at the baseball game . . .

the boys at the baseball game. Go Cougars!

Popeye

"I'm Popeye the sailor man, I live in a garbage can. I live off of SPAM and I love Jackie Chan, I'm Popeye the sailor man!" This is what Logan came home with today. The thing that's really bothering me is I can't think of how I used to sing that. I know that my Popeye also lived in a garbage can, but what came next? Anyone???

6th Grade Dance

Last month they had a 6th grade dance for Valentine's Day. I got to go serve the refreshments (and spy on Logan). He was dreading it, but in his own words, "It wasn't as bad as I thought". He even smiled a few times, and it was really fun for me to watch. I was a little wary about the whole thing, but it was handled so well. That morning they lined up all the girls on one side of the room, and all the boys on another. They each had a dance card, and had to fill them. The boys had a turn to ask the girls, then the girls asked the boys, and back and forth until the cards were full. They weren't allowed to ask the same person twice, and they had to say yes when someone asked them. For a few months leading up to the dance they had a couple come in and teach them all how to dance. So, Logan tolerated it and I LOVED IT! Sorry the pictures aren't great, they're from the cell phone. I didn't take a camera because I thought Logan would be mortified by his mother taking his picture, but it turns out 15 mothers were taking pictures, so I pulled out the cell phone.

This girl was tall, but they really looked like they were having fun, laughing and smiling, etc.

Here he is doing the Macarena.

Here he is with another girl, she was really cute. It was funny to watch Logan's face, he made it SO obvious which girls were okay and which were NOT his favorite.

SPRING!

Lauren has been asking when it would be Spring for weeks now. Today she came home from school saying, "IT'S SPRING". Luckily, it also feels like Spring. A few weeks ago we went to St. George to watch a bike race and we also rode bikes while we were there. It has started a daily desire to ride bikes. I'm so happy the weather is cooperating.

It was also David's birthday while we were in St. George

Lauren & Easton ready to go

Logan ready to go

There we go

Logan decided his bike was too small, so here he is riding mine (he hasn't ridden his since)

Easton just having fun being outside

Lauren & Logan(ha ha) watching the race

Critical point in the race . . . I'm just about to hand him his water bottle

She did her critical part also, and took great pictures. Whew!
(Thanks for inviting us)