The ol' Heifer turns the Big Dirty 30

Can I just say, I hate myfamily.com. I tried to load these pictures on there to share and it was taking forever! So, I've just decided to put them on my blog. This is my birthday party. The kids had games to play (Twister, Connect 4, Guess Who..etc.)
Lindsey and Samantha got all tied up in knots.
I caught this picture of little Joel grinnin' from ear to ear. He looked like he was having a big time.
The adults decided to play with the balloons. They had an exciting game of "Don't let the balloon touch the floor". Carl decided that he needed more man boobs, and Olivia decided to "fondle" them.
And this is a couple of beautiful girls playing Guess Who.
We also had pizza and soda and my mom made cakes: a strawberry one, a blueberry/lemon one, and a chocolate one. YUM! And of course you can't have cake without ice cream. Thank you to everyone who came to share in my special day. I am now officially older than dirt.

After my birthday party Saturday night, we had a cooler of ice so we dumped it out on the lawn and the kids walked on it. Then we decided to put it down each other's shirts (and pants).
This is Noah digging the ice out of his britches...
And this is Noah crying because he can't get the ice out of his britches. He had some cold booties and his underwear was getting wet. Nobody likes wet underwear, am I right? Good ol' family fun. Greg just sat quietly holding Zane. I guess he didn't want ice down his pants.

Too Funny Not to write down

Noah was on the floor smooshing a fly. Olivia said to him, "Noah, stop killing him." Noah replied, " But mommy doesn't like flies in her house." Olivia said, "I like them, they're pretty. They have pretty bumbums." Noah and I laughed...Olivia continued, "They do, they have angel bumbums."
Where in the world did she come up with this. There is nothing pretty about flies.

Funny Hair Do's (Or Hair Don'ts)

Noah got a haircut last week, so we decided to give him a "faux-hock" using a little warter and hair gel. One of Olivia's doll hairpieces came off so we put that on the Zaner. Doesn't he look just darling?
Sorry I've been slacking in my blog-posting duties. I've been busy sitting on the couch eating bonbons.

Pete and Repeat were sitting on the fence...

Not to constantly talk about Noah, but I have to write this before I forget. I said to him, :Pete and Repeat were sitting on the fence, Pete fell off so who was left?:
Noah replies "Eggwart."
What a knucklehead.

Three Year Olds

While driving the other day, Noah asked:"Mommy, where is Jesus?" I explained that Jesus was with Heavenly Father in Heaven. So he says:"So he's dead?" I replied, "Well, he did die but then he came back to life, he was resurrected." "So where is he?" "He's in heaven with Heavenly Father." "So he's dead." "No, he died and then he was resurrected, and now he lives with Heavenly Father in heaven." "So he's dead." Finally I realized what he was getting at and why it was so difficult to understand. He thinks that since he is in heaven that he must be dead, because that's where all of our loved ones have gone that have died...Eli, Emmey, Great Grandmas Chapman and Lewis, Grandpa Chapman, and Ryan.
I am amazed at what he can understand at his young age. And the questions he asks me. It's astounding. He is such a sweet little spirit to have in our home.
A couple of months ago he asked "Why did Heavenly Father make people?" I was kind of speechless. "Well, mommy and daddy wanted to have children, so we could be happy and learn together and grow together and love eachother, and that's what Heavenly Father wants too, he wants lots of children. He wants them to come to earth and learn and grow so they can return to be with him someday." I absolutely love these tender one-on-one moments with my babies.

Sorry I've failed to post anything for quite a while. Here's a video of Mr. Zane laughing. He gets especially giddy when he's tired. I've had my hands full lately trying to keep Noah occupied. I'm now thinking about babysitting so he will have someone to play with during the day. He is wearing me out! I'm not able to get ANYTHING else done because we're playing all day. You can tell by the looks of my house. Today it was 90 degrees and Noah decided to wear his snowsuit. Needless to say, he got quite warm when he went outside. I told him the police would likely put me in jail for attempting to smother my son, but he wouldn't listen. The thing is, when you're 3 you can get away with wearing whatever you want. Olivia is doing well in school. She loves it...still. I just hope she continues to love it for the next 13 years! Oh well, I'll try not to wait too long before posting again.