Sunday, 28 May 2017

Sunday baking

Thursday, 25 May 2017


So Reid decided to go ahead and turn seventeen. It's a big deal, in case you didn't know. One more fateful year until adulthood.


Let's try not to think about it too much.

I made an executive decision and scrapped the usual McDonald's for birthday breakfast, 
and made lemon scones and hot chocolate instead. 


And just in case you were wondering, Reid hadn't done his hair by the time we ate, because
Jarom didn't get out of the bathroom until 5:28 that morning and they had to rush off to seminary.


Seventeen means you get to be unimpressed continually throughout the day.

I guess because you've done this whole birthday thing a million times already.

After school, we went and saw Pirates of the Caribbean 
at the theatre, where Reid decided to stare at his
phone, and Jarom thought it best to drop all his popcorn.

Still way impressed.

I think I see a hint of a flame there! 
So, a hint of girlfriend for you this year, I guess. 

I wasn't planning on sharing this video, because it's not overly exciting or anything, but I happened to catch some arguing about ice cream sandwiches that deserves to be remembered forever...

Happy Birthday Reidster.

Friday, 19 May 2017

The tie debate

As my oldest real-school-attending children waltzed through the front door after their education adventures for the day, my mother's eyes spotted immediately that my oldest child was not wearing his tie. This may not seem like a big deal, but as a mother with kids who wear school uniforms that cost an arm and a leg plus five thousand dollars, I have to be on high alert that their clothes don't get lost/misplaced.

It's such a rough life.

So the interrogation begins:

Moi: "Where's your TIE?"
Reid: "In my bag."
Myself: "You are SURE? You didn't forget it somewhere???"
Reid: "Yup."
Me: "Why did you take it off?"
Reid: "Because I was hot."

I'm satisfied/bored by this point and resume whatever it was I was doing (probably cleaning or reading. Or cleaning AND reading. I can multitask pretty well sometimes). Reid, who was bored of the conversation before it even started, is bee-lining to the pantry to satisfy teenage hunger (impossible, by the way).

Conner, who had been listening attentively to the whole conversation while he smelled my hair for the ten trillionth time in his life, paused a moment and asked:

"Then why didn't you take off your sweater??"

And then I laughed and laughed and laughed some more, and was thankful once again that I had fifty million kids. Then I insisted to get a picture of Reid in his get up (sans tie), so I could remember Conner and his smart remark for ever and ever and EVER.

Thank goodness for this neglected blog!

Reid wouldn't do the picture though unless Conner got in it.

Conner hates to have a picture taken. I can't really get upset with that, since I passed it along to him in the first place.

Then Reid did what older brothers do best.

Wrestled him into it.

(Jarom is way impressed)

(Brothers are the best. At least, that's what I have to keep reminding Conner)

Tuesday, 16 May 2017


When Lena and Conner get swinging, I am always treated so some cute moments.

Conner: "Who invented swings??"
Lena: "Umm... Abraham Lincoln."


Monday, 15 May 2017

Planet problem

Family Home Evening in our house always ends up in a great debate over which game to play.

Poor Jarom will never been able to convince everyone that Risk is a fantastic idea. Sorry Jarom.

Luckily there are a few that are well loved by all. Telestrations is one that will always get plenty of laughs.

And one of those laughs is now blog worthy thanks to Wes and Conner...

Telestrations in a nut shell:

Get a secret word.
Draw it.
Someone writes what they think you've drawn.
Someone draws THAT.
Someone guesses that.
Someone draws THAT.

Repeat a billion times.

Or six. Like we do.

Anyway! Wes picked the word "Jupiter." And then he drew this:

(Not Jupiter, by the way. He's a dentist, not an astronomer... give hime a break!! )

But not to worry. Conner unknowingly had his back. 

And then Jarom set the record straight. (Actually Jupiter).

When we saw the results at the end we laughed forever. And ever. AND EVER.

Then after the prayer, my husband couldn't decide 
if he was sitting on the couch or not. (Side note: Wes singing "Love One Another"
sounds a lot like the Happy Birthday song. This is VERY important to remember).