Funny Things

Mckinley has been saying some pretty funny things since the time she could talk. But just in the past couple of days, she has been coming up with some stuff that has had David and me cracking up.
I sometimes hold Mckinley like a baby and say things to her like: " I love that nose" or "I love those pretty eyelashes. " Sometimes she says things back to me like, " I love your Cheeks mommy. " For the past few days, my allergies have been crazy because of springtime coming, so I had a really runny nose a few days ago, and I was holding Mckinley and telling her all the little things I love about her. In the sweetest voice ever she looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I love your boogers." I laughed so hard. You don't find that kind of love every day.
We've also been reading "Chocolate Fever," to Mckinley for the past few days. If you have read the book, it's about a little boy who eats too much Chocolate and so he starts getting these little brown freckle spots all over his body. (She has been so worried about her daddy because he seems to have a serious case of Chocolate fever. Judging by all of his freckles, he has had WAY too much Chocolate.) In the middle of the night, I could hear that Mckinley was awake so I went in to put her back to sleep. This was the conversation:
Mckinley: Mommy, you know my head?
Me: yeah?
Mckinley: I think it hurts.
Me: It does? What's the matter?
Mckinley: I think it's got Chocolate Fever.
Me: Oh dear. You better get right to sleep, so you'll get feeling better.
Mckinley: Ok. Tell Daddy.(This means to have her daddy come in and talk to her. She has us both wrapped around her finger, and we just about always do whatever she wants us to.)

It's so fun to have a little girl who keeps us laughing all the time.

More Dress ups!

Super Mckinley to the rescue! Mckinley sometimes watches Super Why in the mornings, and the other day, she got the idea to put on this blanket as a cape, after which, she jumped off of every piece of furniture in our house yelling "super readers to the rescue!"

Josh and Angie

My cousin Josh got married on March 14th. It was so fun to be there and see him get married because he has been such a close friend of mine as we have grown up, and he is one of the few people that no one can ever find anything wrong with. He's just such a great guy, and I'm so glad that he has found such an equally great girl. Sometimes I think we get a little bit protective of our good friends and relatives and it's really hard for their spouses to "match up, " in our minds. But Angie is really everything all of us imagined for Josh. Congratulations guys! Here are some pictures of the new Married couple.

Josh has a special friendship with my brother Johnny. Johnny has always wanted a brother, and from when Johnny was pretty young, he has adopted Josh as his brother. When Josh went on his mission to Peru, Johnny informed all of us that he was going to go on a mission when he was old enough too. This was surprising because we had never really seen a mission as an expectation from Johnny because of his mental and physical handicaps. Johnny has looked up to Josh in so many ways, imagine how proud he was when Josh and Angie picked Johnny's sixteenth birthday as their day to get married! Johnny is in this picture with his adopted brother and sister, Kristina. Kristina's boyfriend, Cole is also in the picture. After Josh's mission, Kristina and Josh invited Cole to take the missionary discussions and he was recently baptized. We are so excited for him.
It was such a great day! And family marriages are so fun because we get to inherit a new family member! Woo Hoo!!!

Mckinley was a little bit grumpy at the temple because it was naptime.

With the palm trees behind us, it kinda looks like we are in some tropical paradise huh? Close, we were in St. George.

The Love of My Life

Well, it shouldn't come as too big of a surprize that I'm not winning any Wonder Wife awards as of late. But I did want to write a little note about David because it was his birthday on Sunday. I am really always amazed at how lucky I am to be married to someone who makes me so happy. Maybe luck isn't the right word, but then again, maybe it is. I was always worried about the comments that gloom and doomers made to us before we got married. You know the ones who only had something to say about how terribly hard it is to be married and snow, barefoot, up hill, eating saltine crackers for a treat etc. Of course marriage is not always a walk in the park, even with my perfect soulmate, but I do have a wonderful husband. I think it is worth mentioning that David is the same but better person he was when I dated him. He still tries for me, and he still finds sweet and unique ways to show me that he loves me. He is a fabulous Daddy. (albeit a usual pushover for his daughter.) So talented in so many ways. A perfectionist. And a hard worker. I'm so lucky to share my life with this person.

I Love you So much, Love. Happy Late Birthday!

The "Dance" date

Remember high school? (Of course you do!) I recall that it was customary at my high school to use a mild form of torture when it came to going to dances. You know what I'm talking about. The Day date, or better put the ALL day, never ending, is it midnight yet? because I have to be home by then, day date. I remember one group of girls that did in fact pick up their dates at four in the morning to be able to "spend more time together." Long slow death, folks. I think there was a certain mathematical formula back in the day whereby you could calculate on a sliding scale just how much you were going to hate your date by the end of the night. (Exception: Bitty, you are a Rockstar, and prom was the funnest dance date ever.) The formula had a lot to do with number of hours spent together and went something like this:
less than or equal to 6 hours = :)
6-9 hours =:\
9+ hours = :(
It was quite tricky, you might remember to stay in the six hour range because there was so much to do, activities, dinner, dance, and ice cream afterwards. And we all were plagued at least once by the insecurity of not knowing if we would EVER have another date again, so it seemed best to make the most out of it. By beating a dead horse.
That said, David and I had a "Dance date" last weekend. Girls choice, of course. The date consisted of Snowshoeing, and going dancing at our ward party where this very cute couple taught ballroom dancing lessons. To stay within the 6 hour happy face margin, we had to cut dinner out of the date. (Actually we were running late and were on the activities committee for our ward, and didn't get dinner made before we had to rush over for dancing. ) We learned a really fun west coast swing routine, a line dance and some waltzing patterns. They also taught the kids the Chicken Dance, which McKinley LOVED.
I only have pictures of snowshoeing. We took our camera for dancing and forgot to take any pictures. What a fun Dance date! I hope David asks me for the next one ! HaHaHa! He is Sooo hot!
David is wearing a sweatshirt for pants in this picture because his jeans got soaked from the snow flipping up onto the back of his pants when he was having a race with Scooby. I laughed so hard about this that I had to post it.


If anyone wants to borrow our snowshoes give us a call. We have three sets, and it's pretty fun to get out and hike around in the snow. Also if anyone wants to go dancing with us we are going again on the 28th at four o clock. We had so much fun, we want to do it again!

Mckinley learns something new

Look at this face. Such a little Angel! Through and through. Mckinley has been working on painting with watercolors lately and on this particular day, she decided that watercolors make good make up. And Nail polish. I wonder if I look this way to her when I have my make up on?
Anyway, this is not the new thing that she has learned. The new thing of late is for her to use the naughty word "Dammit." A lot too. What is it about kids that when they figure out there is something that they aren't supposed to do, it's like prime incentive to do it more? And the funny part is that when she says it, she doesn't have an angry tone, and she doesn't yell it, she just calmly and quietly says it. And where did she learn this word? I don't actually use this one very often when I'm not with drunken disorderly patients. Just kidding. But really, we do try not to swear when Mckinley is listening because she picks up EVERYTHING.
Does anyone have any ideas for how to rectify this problem? She keeps having to put her nose on the fridge (our favorite method of discipline.) for this offense. However, judging by how often her little nose is on the fridge these days, it doesn't seem to be helping.

Something I made!

I made these Cuff links for David for Valentines Day. You can hardly tell but they are heart shaped buttons. This is so he can wear my heart on his sleeve. (You didn't think I was that cheesy did you! Newsflash! haha) I love dress shirts with cuff links and this shirt was one of the things I gave to David for my wedding gift to him. So when I saw this idea in Martha Stewart, I had to steal it, and make him a set.
If his Sleeves look THIS good, just imagine what the rest of him looked like today!