This would be a good birthing song

This is the kid who told us he was born to be funny! No question about that.

I know I took off the music, but you really need to hear it at least for this post.

Not sure who my son is hanging out with, but...
After a rocking ride jamming out to Salt n Peppa in the car, this was his comment -

"Mom, this would be a good birthing song. Ah, push it!"
The laughing commenced, again.

Apparently our car is the best place for us to have any sort of important/hysterical discussion. Keep that in mind before you let your children ride with us!

Year of the crystal

It's mushy...beware!

Happy crystal anniversary, baby!! It is hard to believe that it has been 15 years ago today that we were married forever. Look how young and skinny we were then! I'm sure you were just glad to actually get me to the alter, huh?

You are my best friend. You have made this journey we call life so much better than I thought it could be. You have given me love, laughter, 3 beautiful babies (well, they are beautiful because of me. Come on, you can admit it...). You have been my strength when things are hard and yucky. You take care of me when I can't do it myself. You have made me laugh with you and at you and at myself. You have been a great sparring partner and a better lover. You are my best friend. I love you with all of me! I love you, Kent. Thanks for making my life a wonderful one.

I'm a Utah Man, Sir

Down with TCU - unlike poor old BYU - we took care of business!

Utah 13

TCU 10

Now, Bring on the cougars!

Costumes, candy, & candidates. Oh My!

I have notices that I am a little behind in the halloween postings. We had a long, busy all hallow's eve. But, boy, were our bags full of loot.

I can't believe it is November.

As I was voting today, no lines, just in and out, I was thinking that this was one of the very first times I did not take my kids with me to the polling location. They have come with me to vote in every election until recently. They have a strong grasp on the importance of voting. This year, they had the opportunity to vote in a mock election in school. It was interesting to hear the reasons why they chose to vote for their particular candidate. "He will be the first black president!" "He will raise our taxes" (like they pay taxes yet, but sweet to think of the rest of us). "I can't remember". It made me stop and think. What an amazing country we live in. Even though our systems are a little screwy sometimes, it is an incredible place to live. And how sad it is that it was such a hard decision to vote this year because I didn't love either candidate - it was a lesser of the two evils for me. I also realized how little research I had done on the judges to vote on. I know, most people don't. But there were so many to vote on and I was only familiar with one - Judge Lyons. He will always have my vote for what he has done for our family. But the others, I didn't even know there names. I was an uneducated voter, I guess.

I always leave the polling place and wonder, did I make the right decision. Sort of like buyer's remorse, I think. Then I just take a deep breath and know it's too late to change my mind now, so, I go home and pray that whoever wins will remember how they got there, who they are serving and working for, and that by the end of their term, they will make my family better off than when we started.

Birds do it, Bees do it.

I know I am really behind. I know everyone is anxiously awaiting my post of Robyn & Spencer's 12th birthday party - which was a total blast if I do say so myself. But I will do that later.
The other night we were in the car coming home from my mom's and Jacob says he knows where babies come from. This was kind of out of the blue so I said Where?
J: The mom hatches an egg and the baby comes out.
me: ok, sort of. What does the daddy have to do with it.
J: The mom and dad get together and have (loudly)S(whispering)e-x. That's how they hatch the egg.
me: How do you know this?
J: Robyn and Spencer (I didn't tell him, no-uh, no way, as they slink lower and lower in their seats)
me: It's no big deal - this is natural. Why don't we talk about it a little? Where does the baby come out (this was really more for Kent and my curiosity - I mean, come on. you can only imagine, can't you)
J: The baby comes out of the mom's penis or where it would be if she had a penis (more groaning of embarrassment from the peanut gallery in the back).
By this time Kent and I are laughing hysterically. Never fully surprised at what comes out of Jacob's mouth. His mind just tends to go places the other two never talk about.
We finished up the confab after giving correct names to all the body parts and answering a few more questions, and even more embarrassing groans from the 12 year olds.
So much fun!