My son Cade loves choc. milk (just like his dad) and he decided to be a sweety and offer to make everyone chocolate milk last night. As we were all sitting there drinking milk with our straws, (Straws are a big thing over here. Ya gotta have a straw with choc. milk.) Someone let Maddie K try their's - she loved it! Then she kept going to everyone hitting them and squaking wanting another sip. It was so dang cute. Finally we just decided to make her a bottle of it! OMG! She was in hog heaven. I wish I could explain how cute it was. She plopped down to sit with the rest of us and squealed and smiled, legs kicking, drinking her chocolate milk (imagine that being said like Bill Cosby) "Dad is great, gives me chocolate cake(milk)!" Do you remember that episode? I still go around singing that. Anyways it was really a sweet moment. We tried to get a picture of Maddie guzzling down her chocolate milk(say it like Bill Cosby would) in her bottle, but everytime she saw chris hold up is phone ,to take a pic., she'd take it out.

I gotta tell you this story about Cade and straws.
We had been invited over to some friends house, I can't remember the details but Cade had some sort of drink that was special enough, he thought it required a straw. He asked Ms. Jenny if he could please have a straw. Sadly she replied I'm sorry we don't have any. Cade kind of put his head down and paused for a minute and looked up at her and said something like "Okay, but next time you go to the store, do you think you could get some straws" Ms Jenny thought it was so funny and told him okay.

I spoke to soon....now CJ has it. yuck yuck yuck

Last Sunday we had an Eight is Great! Which Cade was excited to go to. I can't believe he's getting baptized this year. It was nice driving in the car on the way there, being able to give our full attention to just Cade. Except that he said he had a stomach ache so he wasn't too chatty.
I had a little part in the program of running a little game for the kids. I was just announcing the game and what they would be doing when Chris bolts out of his chair holding Cade as he's puking. Poor Cade, it just fits him to a T, to have something like that happen to him. I stood there like a dummy trying to figure out if I should continue the program or be rude and just walk out. I didn't realize that it was on the floor and chair- I know nasty huh. So yes, everything was stopped and put on hold while we cleaned up the mess. I felt bad, but was really surprised to see how helpful everybody was. His teacher took Cade into the bathroom and cleaned his hands and clothes and got him a baggy for the ride home and people were helping Chris and I clean. It was very nice of them. About an hour before the meeting he started saying his stomach hurt and he explained it like it was going to explode or full, something like that. Then he burped and he said, that felt better. So a light bulb went off in my head and I thought Oh he feels bloated with gas. I gave him a tums and we walked out the door. Boy was I wrong. Chris took Cade home and by the time I got home, Cade was showered and asleep in bed. All is good now and somehow amazingly no one else has caught it. knock on wood. Love you Cade. Is that a graphic enough picture for ya. Ha ha ha

Latest Read

I kept hearing about this book, so I thought I'd check it out. I really liked it. Really uplifting. Starts out sad.
By the way if you haven't seen the movie "Blindside", you need to. It is a very good movie and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

I love getting cards

I saw this idea somewhere and thought it was a really cute idea. My very own Christmas Card Tree. You just kind of have to wait awhile to get enough cards. I would also like to say that, for anyone who is reading this, I still like to get Christmas letters. It's slowly becoming a thing of the past and I miss hearing about you all. Even though I don't do one myself. Don't follow me - I've got 5 kids. ( I use this excuse a lot )

I also took a picture of our beautiful clock. This was Chris' gift from his Sister and Brother-in-law. He is very talented and is always trying and teaching himself new things, like how to make big beautiful clocks. It stands 4' tall. The picture doesn't do it justice and Chris and I absolutely love it.

This better be the last time.

These chairs used to be Chris' mothers and I recovered them and got to enjoy them a little over a year when my little boy decided to take a permanent marker to both of them. So here's a Before and After and another After. There better not be anymore afters.

Chris and CJ got up early Thanksgiving Day and went and played at the ward turkey bowl. Sounds like they had a good time. A friend caught a couple of pictures of them. The first one is of Chris intercepting the ball away from his OWN SON. Chris said he didn't know it was meant for CJ. sure sure whatever helps you sleep at night. ha ha