Family Confections: Chocolate Pudding and Karate

Friday, January 23, 2009

Chocolate Pudding and Karate

She loves pudding.
She gets it everywhere!

He loves his new karate class.
I love how he looks in his little uniform.
We made him promise not to practice karate on his family.
He agreed --- but sometimes he forgets.

While unpacking a box I found a Christmas present I bought back in NV and had forgotten about.
He was thrilled to have a new toy --AFTER Christmas.

4 treasured comments:

Marcee said...: You have been busy... Nice to see how much fun your kids (and you guys) are having at your new home! That snow fun looks awesome!

Nice kithen view...

Happy Birthday little one!!!; January 23, 2009 at 5:44 PM
Erin said...: I love pudding too (especially cjocolate, she has good taste.) Karate is a great choice for him!; January 23, 2009 at 11:02 PM
Jodi said...: Cute blog! We are so glad that you moved into our neighborhood. How lucky am I to work with you in your first calling. (Might not be so lucky for you though. :)) Cute pictures. I am so excited for Tyli to have a friend!; February 9, 2009 at 5:18 PM
Nicole said...: Oh my heck, I laughed when I saw lil' puddin' face, shes adorable!; February 12, 2009 at 11:03 PM

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things we never thought we"d say.....but we have!

Pickles are nature's way of saying, "Enjoy a cucumber this winter."
The science fair is not called "The Evil Science Fair" for a reason. We really should avoid blowing things up. That means no dry-ice bombs even if you claim to be doing research on greenhouse gases.
Mold doesn't grow that fast! If it did we'd all be covered in it and/or be dead. (Said in response to a daughter thinking mold had grown on her ice-cream in less than five minutes and she was going to get sick and die from it.)
Lift your arms so I can hit you. (A sister said to a brother)
I wish there were dogs in sacrament meeting. Then maybe R- would hold still on my lap and be quiet. (She's terrified of dogs.)
Don't eat cat food.
Fair is fair. If you get to shoot an apple off your brother's head, he get's to shoot an apple off your head.
Take the fork out of your nose! (said 5-22-08, and not to who you would think. Uh-oh!
You don't have throat cancer.
You don't have leprosy.
It's rough when my fans don't adore me.
It's all fun and games until someone gets hypothermia.
Mountain men don't wear short shorts.
Do you REALLY HAVE to talk like Tarzan at the table?
DROP the monkey!
There IS a striking similarity between the "Cowboy" dance and the "Potty" dance. It's easy to get them confused.
How do you spell "Mohican"?
Buffalo gives me gas.
Don't gargle your jello!
We don't throw snowballs at other people's Christmas decorations.
Get off your little sister, she is not a horse!
Take your underwear out of your mouth!
No singing with your mouth full.
Just don't lick the couch. Okay?!
Don't stick your nose in your sister's mouth.
That's what happens when you stick your nose in your sister's mouth.
Don't throw that salamander!
Stop hitting your sister with a lobster!
Take the plumb pit out of your nose!

Thoughts I live by

Don't take yourself too seriously.
Never participate in chain letters.
Don't worry about what others think about you because they're probably too busy thinking about themselves and worrying what others think of them to worry about you.
What you lack in talent can be made up for with determination and hard work.
Surround yourself with people and things that make you smile.
Find something you love to do and do it.
Find someone you love to love and tell them.
Take time to read a good book.
Dance whenever you can.
Elephants are always a good idea.

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