Memorable for Sure!

Like always I have a million things that "need" to be done

before I lay my huge tired head on my soft cozy pilla but... 

I WANT TO BLOG!

So what if my wet laundry sits in my washer a bit longer? 

Addison turned 4 (four) yesterday and it was also her first dance 

performance with her big sista. 

We knew what to expect from Kennedy, she's been dancing since 

she was 3 but little miss Addy....... well lets just say 

she's the one in the tutu that entertains the crowd with her 

spontaneous individuality. 

She twirled, leaped, and threw her arms around 

while her sweet teacher tried desperately to maintain 

control. 

It was perfect! 

  

Nothing like a blanket tent and conference bingo to 

try to maintain a little reverence.

I remember being about Carter's age and thinking

"I guess you have to be OLD to like this stuff"

Well I'm so thankful I'm "OLD" because I don't

just like Conference weekend I LOVE it!

 I feel blessed to have the gospel truths a part of 

my daily life!

My spirit has been richly fed.

I will admit it I am the worst blogger ever! I have great intentions, I get on and see what all my friends are up to... and then get side tracked a million times and space off posting anything myself. So here's one of our favorite winter days. For all of those that know me you know I am not a fan of snow, ice, coats, gloves... umm maybe it will be easier to say that ALL I like about winter is cute sweaters and cozy boots. I know, I know why do I live in this cold, windy town? I guess because I haven't been able to convince my family to move with me (yet), but I'm working on it:) Even though I'm not fond of the cold I put in my big girl pants, shut my mouth and played for the bigger cause because that's what Mom's do right? Here's my proof...

We've made it a family tradition to go to Brian Head on 

New Years day every year.

I must admit I gladly go along because Kennedy, Carter and Addison

love their huge tube run. 

I was reluctant to let Addy go by herself this year, 

but surprisingly she laughed the whole way. 

Dan was for sure the biggest kid out there. 

He kept making me video tape him so he could see how

fast he got going.

Carter had a minor spill and got a little bloody nose, he 

laid here for a while, saying he couldn't get up.

Totally reminded me of the little boy on the 

Christmas Story.

Wasn't his name Ralfie? 

I will disagree with anyone who says girls are

more dramatic than boys.

I need to be better at keeping track of the crazy things

he comes up with... seriously keeps us laughing. 

HO HO HO

K... so I might be a believer in Santa this year...

Miss Kennedy and her friend Bailee "lucked" into some

last minute David Archuleta tickets last night.

The funny thing is I had tried to surprise her with

tickets, but they were totally sold out!

I went to to pick the girls up at 10 after the concert...

 they had already scoped out his tour bus

and decided they were going to freeze their cute buns off

for a moment with their IDOL.  

We waited 'til 11:30 but it was so worth it.

I am so impressed with how great he was with all of the

screaming girls:)

Kennedy got a hug and she has strictly instructed me that

I am never to wash her coat again:)

I love watching Kennedy interact with her friends.

She is fun and she loves to laugh...

I am so glad I get to be her Mom and be a part

of some of her adventures, even if it means I am 

 out in the freezing cold, loosing a little sleep:)

Halloween 2011

My kids were at the prime age for Halloween this year. 

Kennedy was still okay hangin' out with the fam, 

Carter had enough strength to walk the whole time, 

and 

Addison didn't fight the whole costume thing!

IT WAS GREAT!

So in case you're wondering... Kennedy is a HOBO, 

Carter is a gorilla dude, and 

Miss Addison is Snow White. 

And... my favorite picture! 

The best thing in this whole world is watching my three children together.

I love that they love each other! 

Kennedy carried Carter's pail when he was tired, 

Carter picked up Addison's candy when she dropped it,

and like a sentimental "shmuck" I teared up every time.