Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Another visit from Grandpa

My dad came to visit again last weekend. He was here for a total of about 30 hours. There was no one else that my husband would rather have ordain him a High Priest before he was set apart in his calling as the second counselor of the bishopric in our ward. Thanks, Dad, for making the quick trip out here to support our family. We really appreciate the sacrifices you made to be here.

I realized that last time he was here we did not take any pictures except the ones of him putting in the new floor.

After I took this picture Lucky came to sit on my lap for me to take pictures of me and him. It is a new thing he has been doing lately. If I have the camera out he wants me to take pictures of the two of us. As soon as I turned the camera on myself and Lucky the other boys wanted to join in. These are some of the silly shots we got.






Then grandpa took the camera and got one that turned out a little bit better. :)


Well, I better run and listen to General Conference.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Husband Tag

I was tagged with this questionnaire by my friend over a week ago but I decided to wait until Valentine's Day to post it.
Happy Valentine's Day, honey. I love you!!
All About My Hubby...

How long have you been married? 9 years on August 14th. Valentine's Day is our half year anniversary!



How long did you date? 3 years, not your typical Mormon story.

How old is he? 36 (in 3 days!) Correction: he will be 35 (see comments)

Who eats more sweets? Me, without question. He does like candy more than I do, but I love sweets.

Who is taller? He is. I am 5' 5"; he is 6' 2"

Who can sing better? I don't know. We are about the same; neither of us is bad or particularly great.

Who is smarter? He is, for sure.
Who does the laundry? We both start it, he ends up folding it. It will sit in a pile in our room until he has time (or is sick enough of waiting to see if I will ever do it) until he folds it. I usually put it away, otherwise Ned might be wearing Lucky's clothes to school. :)

Who pays the bills? I do. He used to. I can't decide which I like more.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? He does.

Who mows the lawn? He does. But I try to do it as often as I can because his allergies are so bad that he is miserable the rest of the day when he does it.

Who cooks dinner? I do. He used to cook when we were dating and first married, but as I have gotten better at it and have learned to love it he can hardly make mac and cheese without messing it up!

Who drives? Whoever is on that side of the car after getting the children in.

Who is more stubborn? Hm, depends on the subject.

Who asked who out first? He did. He was kind of dating my roommate but I really liked him and I hoped he would ask me out.

Who kissed who first? He kissed me on our fourth date. He says he waited to kiss me on the fourth day because he thought it would be fun because my parents decided to get married on their fourth date.

Who said "I love you" first? Um, I don't really remember! I do remember that for the longest time when we were first dating he used to say, "You're awesome!" I told him once that I thought that it was his "as you wish". He said that it was and I think it must have been this conversation that we said I love you to one another.

Who proposed? He did. We knew we were getting married for a while before we had the money for the ring and he actually told me that he could not afford the ring for a few more months. I had been in Indiana for a few weeks helping my sister who was on bed rest while pregnant with twins. He milked the clock and earned the money while I was gone. I had been home a few days when we went to my parents' house (they lived in St. George at the time) for Thanksgiving dinner. We knew we wanted a picture that we had taken ourselves for our announcements, so every once in a while we would get dressed up and go in to the mountains and set the camera on a tripod and set the timer. We decided to go into snow canyon and take some pictures before dinner. I was tired and hungry after a while but he told me he just wanted to go to this one last spot. We did and as he was setting up the shot I kind of noticed his hand shaking a bit. He pushed the button and as he jumped over a huge rock to stand by me (or so I thought) he reached into his pocket, and then I knew what was happening and immediately started to cry. He asked me if I would be "his best friend forever". I said yes!! The camera snapped the picture at the perfect moment!

Who has more siblings? I do. I have 3 brothers and 2 sisters. He has a half brother and half sister. He has more if you count his "lds family", that introduced him to the Church, that he calls his brothers and sisters.

Who wears the pants? We both do, again it depends on the subject.

I am tagging Kimberlie, Emily, The Sweet Mom, and Mrs. Morty. Plus anyone else that is reading this and wants to talk about their hubby!
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Like Father, Like Sons

Yesterday I was trying to take a picture of my poor little boy, Dusty was so sick and looked so sweet laying on his daddy's lap. As I was trying to take the picture Daddy started making silly faces. I said, "Daddy, stop, you always pull funny faces when I am trying to take a picture." Now, always was probably not the right word, but he does do it quite often.

This happens with all of the little boys in the house too. I know it must be annoying to have a scrapbooker as a wife/mom. I take so many pictures, let's say an average of 500 per month (and that is probably too low). You see, I have to get the best shot possible, even if it takes 50 pictures to get the perfect picture of the baby crawling for the first time. If I am going to spend the time to scrapbook it, it better be good!

So, I understand when my family gets tired of me taking their picture, but if they would just do what I want it would be over so much faster. Sometimes these crazy expressions are not on purpose, but are often intentional (very often as the boys get older). Usually the problem is that I want everyone to continue to do what they were doing and act naturally, but the camera comes out and they just can't help themselves!

I found some pictures of all of the boys (including Daddy) where they have a funny look on their face. With so many pictures taken each month there are bound to be some interesting shots. I probably get more completely crazy pictures than I do really great shots. So why not show these off too?

DADDY








NED









DUSTY









Lucky









Maybe Daddy gets it from Nana!

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Not quite what you were hoping for...

I have some photos for you, but I don't think they are what you are expecting. While I do have several cute pictures of my nephews and sons at play, I am posting photos of a very different nature.
Daddy came out of the shower this morning sporting a nasty mustache. I think he may have been inspired by a friend of ours that is having a mustache contest at work. I could not contain my laughter. The boys were so concerned with the new look that K decided he would take care of it on his own. He grabbed the nose hair trimmer and went to work. He and Big L tried their best but did not get rid of much facial hair so K moved on to the nose hairs... Daddy did not enjoy that part so much, I think he would rather do that for himself.
He did not leave the house looking like this but before he shaved we got some really great, and totally disgusting pictures.

Enjoy!

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