Is this, like, a skin tag?

I've been tagged. Blog tag, that is. Thanks Lauren, but at the same time I have to make it perfectly clear that had anyone else done this, I would not be acquiescing. So there. Without further ado, here is my obligatory yet loving (?) response.

List three things you like about yourself:

only three? sheesh- this is clearly tailored to someone less humble than I. jokes.

1. I'm pretty good at being patient. I had a lot of pickings on sessions growing up and I think I can endure just about anything anyone throws at me. That's right- go ahead and try to get me mad. One thing that I have to be honest about though, I can be fairly passionate about time wasting. Just a heads up.

2. I like that I can laugh at just about anything. When life throws stuff at me, I can make a joke about it. Pacemaker at 14? Competitor's Courage award? Sam? All endearing because of good jokes and loving memories (moreso about Sam, less about my pacemaker.)

3. I love my kids. Sometimes I can get a little flustered when I'm on my own 24/7, but when push comes to shove, I'd rather have these three hoolies than a lame pacemaker (refer to #2). I guess I'm lucky cuz I get both. Huzzah!

Seriously, I love their curiosities, their humor, their naivete and unconditional love. I adore the fact that I'm merely their guardian while on this earth, and eternally we're equal and old souls.

Post a picture that I love

One? How is that possible? There are a zillion that I wanted, but I don't have any from high school (competitor's courage) on this computer. Here are 3/4 of the zillion, enjoy:

Tag Three Friends to Copy and do this on their blog:

1. Robin Stark

2. Shanalyn Wilde

3. Shea van Fleet

now what?

Dustin passed his board exam! What a smartie pants- he was so worried that he wouldn't and that he'd have to rewrite it. Seriously, I can understand the stress but at the same time, I wasn't worried at all. I've never met an awesomer guy. That's why I married him, I guess! So, Congratulations Dust! You're nearly a dentist, all you have to do now is a week of finals and convocate in June.

I was talking to my friend the other day, trying to figure out what we'll do now that my husband is no longer in school. I was telling her that when we were first married, I knew he wanted to be a dentist but I didn't know when that would come to fruition. All we have ever done is set short term goals, 'just get through this semester', 'get a good grade on the exam', 'take this class', 'pass the DAT', 'JUST GET THROUGH MED', etc. etc. Now here we are, faced with long term goals. Where do we live? Where to work? What to do?

Well, I'm happy to tell you, my blog readers (who I used to think was only my mom, but it turns out she doesn't frequent my blog either...so who am I really talking to?) we are moving to Brooks, Alberta! Dustin has a job pending there and we are looking at buying a house. Are we grown up, or what? Ha.

"What's in Brooks?", you ask? Plenty! An aqueduct! A waterpark! A golf course! A school for my kids! Most importantly, a dental clinic, a job! (check out the town website here)

Here we go, standing on the precipice of the rest of our lives. We can't wait!

Playing Conference

EVICTED!

The mattress in our main bedroom has housed me all week. It's been a fair rent agreement: I lay on it all day, and all I have to remit as payment is my excruciating pain and endless torment. My bed loves me and the streptococcal bacteria I'm incubating.

This morning I was evicted. My antibiotics are working. I took up my sick bed and walked....to the bathroom. When I came back, I found the new tenants. I couldn't be happier.

Tonight

During scriptures tonight, we were reading about Peter testifying of Christ in the new testament. (We read out of the children's reader, which shows pictures of the people wearing ancient style clothes.) Dustin explained that Peter was an apostle. Max asked what it meant to be an apostle, so Dustin replied that it was sort of like being a prophet. To this, Max replied "so why don't the guys in this story have suits?"



I looked at Sam tonight during bed time routine. He's growing up. I never thought I'd say this- especially about Sam- but I want my kids to stay little forever. They are so sweet because mom can still make everything better. Their little toes and fingers are always so busy. Imaginations are so raw and creative.

Dustin bought the boys some YOP (drinkable yogurt), it comes with a cap. Max asked if he could keep the containers for a craft. It was like Christmas for him when I said yes. Dustin pointed out, "At least he's thrifty."

We've been thinking A LOT where Dustin will practice when he's done in a month- huzzah! I'm getting a little worried because while he's had a few interviews up here, none are really enticing because of the frigidity of this frozen wasteland. How do you choose?

Enough rambling. Next post shall have some pictures of beautiful Victoria, and Spencer and Nicole's monumental day.

Over and out.

This is not the face of fear....

Can you believe this is our little Elle? She's growing up so fast! This is the second time she crawled in as many minutes, and it was the 22nd of February. It was funny to watch her try and learn to crawl because she would get up on her hands and knees, and then stand and bear walk for a few strides. That quickly ceased and she figured it out. She was so determined to get where she wanted to go, she never cried when she would face plant. (She's seven months in this video)

Photo Dose

Brace yourself- here is January and my birthday in photo form. Enjoy.

I wish this was better quality, but it was taken at night with an iphone, so it is what it is. This is me snow-shoeing with 4 ft. snow shoes. That was super fun!


Sam's spiderman Band-aid


My 3 little Pigs


Max helping with my birthday waffle supper


Sam "helping" with my birthday cake


We folded Elle with the other laundry


Happy Elle before church


Max asked me one day- "Would you like me to build you a one hundred out of Lego?" uh, sure Max. I didn't know what the heck he was talking about. Then, two seconds later, he shows up with this. I wish I had something to mark with one hundred


Raclette night


The boys at the raclette


Elle's first food- rice cereal. Not well received.


"You want me to eat WHAT?"


Cute little Max


Max's spaceship

Dad+Max+Lego= FUN (for them)


Peek-a-boo Max!