Emma

I haven't had the time to share a little about our newly 5 year old girl.

Emma is sweet

Emma is direct

Emma is helpful, unless she wants to watch cartoons...then she sneaks into my room.

Emma loves to swim, go to preschool, make treats all by herself {she is an excellent brownie maker}

I have to say more about that. She made brownies the other day, and on Sunday wanted to take some to her class, so we figured how many there would be on a good day, and she asked me to cut that many brownies. Well, there was a strip of crust about 2"wide left in the pan. {can't leave the brownies out with Clay or Sam around...or Nate for that matter} So, before Emma had a meltdown, I had cut about 10 1" squares of brownie so there would be enough for her class. I just had to laugh. She was not going to go to class without them.

Emma loves babies and dolls, and playing with little kids. She is so cute with Henry, and Ryker too.

Emma is smart....very very smart. She argues so well already, I can see her as a successful lawyer. When she asked what that was, I told her it was someone who argues to help people. She thought that sounded pretty good if she could be a mom too.

She still manages to throw fits about silly things. Like the other morning, she couldn't find her money, and wanted her $3 so she could buy a doll at the store. {We weren't even going to the store} She cried in her room for 20 minutes, and only stopped because I had to put her in the car to get the kids from school.

She is funny with an infectious giggle.

I love that girl.

Henry

I had my second cousin-in-law take some pictures again. LOVE how they turned out. His personality just really comes through. You can see what a happy boy Henry is.

So, now that Henry is one he decided to walk...that is now his preferred mode of travel.

He has words...very unusually soon for my children (mia was 3).

He says mam (mom), wa (water), mo (more), and ba (ball or balloon).
He feeds himself, and drinks from a cup (when he doesn't intentionally pour it al over his tray).

When he feeds himself he'll sit for an hour in his highchair...eating.

He loves the sacrament at church, and everyone within 3 rows knows it because he watches it, yells for it, then begs for more when it passes.

He answers questions with the nod or shake of his head, even if they aren't directed at him.

He still HATES getting dressed.

He makes me laugh out loud.

Nate's Hunting Adventures

I don't tel the story near as well as Nate. But chances that he will tell it are slim to none. I guess the pictures will suffice.

This Morning

Last night we fell asleep to pounding rain and howling wind

This morning we woke up to quiet, still, and white powder snow

This morning the snow clothes came out with a silent plea that they would still fit

This morning Emma started her day making a snow angel, and jumping on the trampoline...much to her dismay, the snow was not ideal for snow man making

This morning Emma had to have hot chocolate to warm her up after her jaunt in the snow

This morning Henry fussed and whined about being outside in the snow, but after being brought inside, continually tried to escape out the front door

This morning the sun is shining, making the ground glisten like diamonds

Tonight we wil get pellets so we can stay warm

The one with the cat, mom.

{tHaNks MoM}

Move Over Ace of Cakes

I was wondering what to do on Henry's birthday. The boys were playing with friends and Nate was hunting. We weren't going to celebrate until Sunday anyway. So I got this idea to make a cake for Henry. I was going to make one...but decided I wanted to really make a cake..fondant, layers, props...the whole 9 yards. So I did a little browsing, found some recipes, and found three cakes that I liked and wanted to combine their features to make a really cool cake for my Henry boy.

OH. HOW. FUN. I loved making this cake. It's far from perfect, but I was pleased with the end result. Henry enjoyed it. He posed for pictures for about a second before he grabbed the car from off the top of the cake. Then he did what any boy would do and drove that car back and forth, making the lovely spitting, zooming noise that cars make when they are being driven by a little boy.

Henry really enjoyed the making of the cake. {There's nothing like a good buttercream frosting.}

And of course there was more fun in the actual eating of the cake.

He liked the lid from the ice cream the most. He didn't go all crazy tearing the cake apart and eating it. Once he got a taste of the ice cream, that's where his attention stayed. And of course the frosting on the nose is nothing more than a prop for good pictures.

My Baby's One

I really am trying to get this post up. I just had a lovely post, and it didn't save. GRRRR. I'll try again later.