Julia really needs to go back to school. She has been very grumpy the last several days (really weeks, but who's keeping track--certainly not me)!
She is certainly a piece of work. If you look closely at her eyes you can tell she's trying very hard to suppress a smile.
On the left is my sister Marie, my brother Jeff and I doing our rendition of the bucket-heads!
I think this layout turned out especially cute. This is one of the few kits I actually purchased and I'm very glad I did. I purchased this kit from Scraphead.com.
I love these pictures. Ryan really wanted to play the Flute like momma! He has a great look on his face to. It seems to say, "don't you dare take this away!"
I love this picture, and I think it turned out really cute with the paper I chose. This paper is the Shabby Princess Moody Blues kit, except the green, which I don't remember where I pulled it from.
I have been doing a ton of scanning. Trying to get a lot of my pictures onto the computer so I can put them on digital layouts. I think I'm going to kill my scanner before I even get halfway through! Oh, well. While I was going through things, I found this picture of Benny and his "Pa". Benjamin just loves his Pa. Whenever Grandpa O. is around Benjamin is sure that he is his private property. I'm glad that they are such good friends!
This is also another LO I did using a template. This one by Lindsay Jane. Most of the elements are from Melany Violette's love and life kit. This one is my favorite so far!
Here's the first layout I did using a template! Snaps go to Pippi for this work intense and extremely cute template.
I told my friend Sarah that this pregnancy was taking FOREVER, and I needed something to keep me busy. She suggested digital scrapbooking, and the rest is history. In fact, today as my husband left for work he said, "Maybe you should set an amount of time per day you can scrapbook." Yes, it's an addiction. I made this plaque to go on the top of my blog, it will have to stay here until I figure out how to place it on the top of my blog.
Here's daddy holding the new cousin. The big kids all wanted to get in on the picture taking.
Auntie Laura was nice enough to let Julia hold her new cousin.
And Emily too! Don't worry, mom was standing by in case of an emergency.
Here is baby Ally? Lucille (mom and dad haven't quite decided how to spell it). She is SO cute. Born July 16th. We sure have a lot of new cousins!
Here is our first new cousin, baby Seth. He was born on the 10th of July and he looks a lot like his brother and sisters!
What a cutie!
Well, we went to the doctor yesterday and had our 20 week ultrasound (although I was really only a few days over 19 weeks). I was shocked to hear the technician say that it was a girl, I had been sure it was a boy, I was even calling the baby he. Good thing I was corrected before the baby started to have serious gender-confusion issues! You'd have to know that the night before Scott and I got our boy name picked out. Murphy's law. And girl names are the harder ones for us to agree on. Maybe because he didn't have any sisters. Oh, well, we have over 20 weeks to make a good compromise. We are very excited and now I get to go out and have a pink purchasing extravaganza!
Quite awhile ago I buzzed Ryan's hair for the summer because I was tired of cutting it. His hair is a lot like Harry Potter's. It grows really fast and is hard to tame. On the 30th Scott came to me and said he thought he needed a new haircut. I was floored, he has demanded the same haircut since I've known him (eight years now)! He told me he thought he'd like his hair like Ryan's and asked what I thought. I was all for it, because Scott's hair is also like Harry Potter's! I was surprised when I got finished how much more they looked alike with their twiner haircuts!
Every year at Father's day I think of my beloved Grandpa Oliver who passed away from lung cancer when I was ten years old. He was a doting grandfather and I loved him with all of my heart. I sure hope he's accepted the gospel up in heaven. He was a great man!
How could I think about Father's Day without remembering my daddy. He was the greatest dad a kid could ask for. I had a healthy fear of him which kept me from making bad choices. He spent countless hours playing with us. Football, jumping on the trampoline, teaching me how to shuffle cards, doing the five kid hang, wrestling and rubbing kids with his stinky socks still on his feet. What a great example he has been to me. His ability to change for the better astounds me. His perseverance when the light is too dim to see the way makes me hope that there is a little bit of his strength in me. I love you with all my heart dadda!
Scott makes fun of this story. This is a picture of me and my dad taken right after I graduated from high school. He came up to me with tears in his eyes, hugged me tight and said to me, "We sure had some ride, didn't we kiddo?" That meant more than anything in the world to me. My dad came to almost everything I did, concerts, sporting events, you name it, he was there routing me on. He was my biggest fan, and it gave me a quite confidence in myself that has helped me throughout my life. Thanks dadda!
Here we are in the testing center at BYU waiting for Scott to finish with a test so he could meet my parents. I had bought that shirt for dad for a Father's Day present and he wore it with pride!
I needed to take a minute and wish happy birthday to my beloved spousal unit! I can't begin to describe my gratitude that Scott was born June 17th thirty years ago! He is the love of my life, the father of my children, the strength that bears me up. He is my teacher, my best friend, my example. He is tender, patient and kind. How would I make it without you?
Here is Scott's high school graduation picture!
Scott was the MVP of his high school's Varsity soccer team! And extremely cute, might I add!
This is one of my favorite pictures of my Scottie. Here he is at some scouting thing with two of his best childhood friends. Scott is the one without the dorky looking ski cap on in the middle of summer in Southern California!
Here's Benjamin, as always, thinking he certainly must be big enough to ride the same bike that brother rides. Even at four months old he was certain he was big enough to walk. He would continually try to jump off my lap and get moving by himself. People at church would look at me like I was some freakin' psycho throwing my four month baby all around. When we first got into the swimming pool, Benjamin was 19 months, he was sure he could swim by himself. He kept trying to push my arms away, he went under the water several times. No wonder he's already broken a collar bone and had his chin dermabonded! He is "Danger Boy."
Ryan decided that bike riding required shoes. The girls already had theirs on.
Here's Emily using all her strength to make it up the gentle slope which is our driveway!
Here's Ryan pouting after the second or third time he unacceptably wobbled on his bicycle. He has a hard time trying new things. But with his mommies gentle prodding (more like brute force) he hangs in there and picks things up well. We're proud of the strides Ryan has made. He had the misfortune of being the oldest child (like his mother before him) and we have made many mistakes on him. But he bears it all with quiet resolve and tender forgiveness.
