Let this be a lesson to you...

Run, don't walk-- to your nearest hardware store and buy yourself a nice piece of plexiglass to protect your LCD TV screen... Take my word.

Preschooler

He was so excited this morning...

Soooo good!

I could read this article over and over and over... it is soooo good and so wonderful. (Lessons from Liberty Jail from the Sept. 2009 Ensign). Jeffrey R. Holland is the best...

I've highlighted my favorite part:

http://www.lds.org/churchmagazines/EN_2009_09_00___04209_000_000.pdf

I testify that the Father and the Son
live and that They are close, perhaps
even closest via the Holy Spirit, when we
are experiencing dif cult times. I testify
that heaven’s kindness will never depart
from you, regardless of what happens
(see Isaiah 54:7–10 ; see also 3 Nephi
22:7–10 ). I testify that bad days come to
an end, that faith always triumphs, and
that heavenly promises are always kept.
God is our Father, Jesus is the Christ,
and this is the true and living gospel—
found in this, the true and living Church.
I testify that President Thomas S. Monson
is a prophet of God, our prophet for this
hour and this day. I love him and sustain
him as I know you do. In the words of
the Liberty Jail prison-temple experience,
“Hold on thy way. . . . Fear not . . . , for
God shall be with you forever and ever”
( D&C 122:9 ).

Happy Birthday to my Brocky Boy...#10!!!

Only I can still call him "Brocky Boy..." otherwise he's too old for anyone else to call him that- just his mama. I can't believe he's 10 years old. And even though he broke our nice flat screen TV last week (a story for another day), we still love him!!! Brock, today (and many days) you are my favorite kid!!! Happy Birthday Bud!

Mom made a yummy homemade strudel for his bday breakfast. It was a hit-- here's Brock with his breakfast at 8:00 am before we headed to church @ 9.

It all adds up, right?

He opened half his presents yesterday so that he could "play with them." He got the newest Batman PS3 game "Arkum Asylum." I must say, the graphics are pretty awesome-- and let this be said for the record, I demo-ed it at Target... played it before my boys and DH. Oh yeah... go mom. He also got the movie Transformers on Blu-ray DVD. Round that off with some clothes, shoes, and football gear, and I'd say he had a pretty good birthday. Oh yeah-- and the BYU/OK game this weekend too.. can you say spoiled!?!?!

Brock is noseguard for his 10 year old football team this year. He plays for the Vikings. Here's his stance- with his new fingerless gloves...

Don't mess with "BULLDOZER BROCK!"

He wanted to make his own birthday dinner and cake. Look at dad with that pizza dough- his Great Harvest years did him well!!

Brock is our chef in training.

Whatcha gonna wish for?

I knew it... a baby sister. HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Give it up mom.

Religion

This is serious stuff, folks...

This is Texas Football.

This is RELIGION.

And this is the rest of us fooling around during practice...

It's only just begun...

ICE AGE

Where's the baby?

THERE HE IS! (in your best Diego the Saber tooth tiger from Ice Age voice).

Other Ice Age quotables ***because that movie has some SERIOUSLY funny lines...*** :

“Manfred: Let's get something straight, ok? There's no "we". There never was a "we". In fact, without "me", it wouldn't even be a "you".

Sid: Hey, what's your problem? Manny: *You're* my problem. Sid: Well, I think you're stressed, and that's why you eat so much. I mean, it's hard to get fat on a vegan diet. Manny: I'm not fat. It's all this hair. It makes me look--- poofy.

Manfred: Check for poop. Sid: Why am I the poop-checker? Manfred: Because returning the runt was your idea, because you're small and insignificant, and because I'll pummel you if you don't.

Sid: [about the baby] I bet he's hungry. Manny: How 'bout some milk? Sid: Ooh, I'd love some! Diego: Not you. The baby. Sid: Well, I ain't exactly lactating right now, pal. Diego: You're a little low on the food chain to be mouthing off, aren't you?... Manny: Enough!

Sid: My family abandoned me. They kinda migrated without me. You should have seen what they did last year. I mean, they got up early, and quickly tied up my hands and feet, and gagged me with a field mouse, and barricaded the cave door, and covered their tracks, and went through water so I'd lose their scent, and... and... who needs them anyway?

Diego: Is its nose dry? Sid: That means there's something wrong with it. Diego: Someone should lick it, just in case.

Last Week's Milk Consumption...

6 gallons in 7 days! Anyone have a cow for sale?

School days- 2009!

And ... they're off!!! School has started-- YAHOO!

Hannah is in 2nd grade-

Hunter is in 6th- MIDDLE SCHOOL!

Brock is the BMOC (big man on campus) in 5th grade-

And Barrett is going to be in preschool NEXT WEEK! Crazy rascal!

School kids!

Have a great day! See you when you get home... LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. Choose the right!

This one's for you, Curran...

3 years ago today, our little buddy, Curran Todd Pace, left his momma and daddy's loving arms and went straight into the arms of our Heavenly Father.

He was Barrett's best little buddy. He was our hero. We love and miss you Curran!!

Hannah has grown her hair long for about 18 months. She wanted to look like Hannah Montana. When we were talking about Curran recently, we came up with the idea that she could cut her hair and donate it for a beautiful wig to be made for cancer kids. Can you imagine the gorgeous strawberry blonde wig that will be made with her hair?!

10 inches!!!

We did it!!!

She was so excited, so we had to do it today, on Curr's day. We cut the ponytail at home, then took her into a salon for them to "fix it up." She looks darling!!!

Love you Hannah girl! You did a good thing!