Home Your, Your Way

The other day we were driving by an RC Willey billboard with Paige Davis on it. I didn't even notice it until Mackenzie said "RC Willey- Home Your, Your Way!"
Robert and I looked at each other wondering if she really just said that. We had no idea she knew their slogan (or kind of --Your home, your way). He said she is so smart and I said apparently she watches way too much t.v.

We drove by another billboard on a different day and Mackenzie said "There's Hannah Montana. She has on a hat." This was the "Sexy Halloween Boutique" sign where the seductive woman is laying down dressed as a sexy witch. I'm not quite sure what to make of this connection.

Both my girls love yogurt but Mackenzie will only eat it if it doesn't have pieces of fruit or "chunks." So we have a whole shelf in the fridge of the key lime flavor. The thing that cracks me up is the way she says chunks...
"I don't like the funks!" or "Is Brookie eating the funks?"

Go Jazz and so forth

We recently went to a Jazz game with both our kids. We even made it all the way until half time. Mackenzie just loves the games because she can scream as loud as she can and no one says a thing. She was cracking us up screaming "I love you" at the players. I have no idea where that came from. She also loves to watch the Jazz bear mascot which she insists is the "BYU Bear" (it must be confusing for a 2 year old to switch sporting seasons).


We now know that Brooklyn is a big fan of pop corn. I think the boys behind us got tired of her staring at them but I didn't care. Now that she is walking she will not sit still for a second. Up, down, up, down, back and forth...It's so fun to see her grow and learn but I wouldn't mind if she would just stay a little baby forever.

Thanksgiving Rocks

I am thankful for Thanksgiving. We had a great vacation to Fallon.

My cousin Leanna and I drove out a few days early with our 4 kids (3 years and below). We started out the trip like this:
Leanna: Crying kids don't bother me.
Karin: OK good, crying kids don't bother me either.
We actually didn't have too much crying to deal with and it went by rather quickly. Now that we know this trip is possible our husbands may see a bit less of us :)

Thanksgiving day we had yummy dinner and the traditional pinata afterwards.


The day after Thanksgiving we had the traditional Christmas tree hunting.

Here's our group from up above. These may not be the most beautiful Christmas trees but there's something sweet about cutting it with your own chain saw.


Additional highlights include
-----feeding horses with Grandpa


-----trampoline with cousins


-----cow train at Lattin farms
-----GRANDMA (Mackenzie would not let her out of her sight and she wasn't about to share her...did this cause some issues? yes)
-----just seeing everybody

Bunco!

I'm in this super fun monthly bunco group. November was my turn to host (which means having it at my house,making dinner, and picking out prizes.)
This is the only picture I got so here are 4 of the 12 girls. I love getting together with all of these cute, fun girls!

The Big One

The 0th birthday

Brooklyn and her new toy on her 1st birthday.

Happy Birthday to our little Brookie-Girl! Brooklyn has been an absolute joy these past 12 months.

Say Good Job

Mackenzie often tells us what to say. She says "Mom, say good job dribbling Kenzie." Or she says "Say where did Kenzie go."

Today when she and Brooklyn finished their bath Mackenzie said "Say Brookie good job not pooping in the bathtub."
This is because Brooklyn has pooped in the tub the last 3 baths she's taken. I told Brookie good job and I meant it.

3 Billy Goats Gruff

"I'm a troll from a deep dark hole
My belly's getting thinner
I need to eat and goat's a treat
So I'll have you for my dinner!"

Mackenzie memorized this little part of the 3 Billy Goats book we got from the library. I was kind of impressed and Brookie liked it too.

Now that I'm done showing off I'll move onto complaining...
Who thinks it's a good idea to bash in our car window and steal stuff out of my car??? Why are people so dishonest??? I guess it'll teach me not to leave my purse in the car, especially at night. In addition, I'm ready to be not sick and to have not sick kids. THE END