Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take...
but by the moments that take our breath away...


Okay-I am soooo HORRIBLE at keeping in touch with people even though in most instances they live only a short drive away! Here is our way of keeping you up to date with our family. You know-just the everyday stuff....

SAY WHAT?

SAY WHAT?
The world according to "HANK"-as a 3 yr old...our GOOF........BALL
Bronson commented on how big Billy’s breakfast was. Saying he doesn’t need to eat that much. I explained he had a much bigger tummy. He has to eat more to fill it up. Bronson replies.... “And it is also VERY hairy!”

I hurry Bronson to get in his car seat because of a creepy looking man staring at me in the parking lot. When I give the reason why I want him to hurry he says, “Mama, he is staring at you because you are so pretty.” Awwwww!

“Have you ever been to Sleep America? I haven’t been there yet but I would like to go because they have hundreds of mattresses to choose from.”

“We don't say that word. It’s an ugly, yucky word” I said to Bronson after hearing him mutter ‘D*mn it’.
Bronson-"I need to say a prayer and tell Heavenly Father I’m
sorry."
Me-"That’s called repenting."
Bronson-"Daddy needs to do a lot of repenting cuz he always
says naughty words."

“I’m glad we don’t have tarantulas in our house cuz they would crawl up me and bite my tiny little eyebrows off!”

B- “You are pretty Mama. Except for those things all over
your face...moles, freckles? What are those things called?”
Me- “Zits?”
B- “Oh yeah. When you have zits all over your face it looks
pretty ugly.”

Bronson hears a girl say “Free Money”. He exclaims “Free money?! Doesn’t she know money is not free?” Why? I say. “Because free is not a number!”

“I wuv you more than a donut’s teeth”

BREATHTAKING (**pause "What's playin at our house**)

Friday, November 30, 2007

STORIES ABOUT CATS.....

(For those of you who know Hank, it will be no surprise to hear, for those who don't, he is so very imaginative, creative , FUNNY, and very often a VERY mischevious little boy. Sometimes it is so hard not to laugh at the crazy things he does!)
I am not a lover of cats, to be honest I DON'T LIKE THEM at all. I was really surprised to hear Bronson was so in love with the neighbor cats in Texas. He loves all animals but has never taken to cats.
Anyway... One day he walks into the kitchen with a mischievous smile and Billy asks what he is doing. He replies matter-of-fact, "I put a cat in the fridge". Billy goes out to the garage fridge, opens it and a cat BOLTS out of it. No telling how long it was in there but it must "not have been wearing it's warm coat" that day.
Bronson also enjoyed putting the kitties down for a nap in the storm cellar. He would make beds for them, cover them up, and then lock them in. He did come back to check on them once in a while.
You know how when a dog likes you they put their front paws up on your knees. Well "Kitty" did this to Bronson. He would then take Kitty's front paws and swing her around in circles. I just crack up every time I think of what that looked like. Bronson swinging this outstretched cat in front of him, in circles. I am amazed that he wasn't clawed to death!
But the cats did love him, running out to the truck to greet him whenever they pulled up, going for rides down the long driveway on the trash can, putting up with all his crazy stunts! I guess they must have sensed his love for animals. Either that or they had been abused by kids before and were completely used to it....

The beginning of the end....

of my little boy being a baby... That's right, my baby is now a kid! He went hunting with Billy in Texas for a whole week! I have never been away from him longer than a day or two! At first I wasn't sure how he would do with out me. (If you ask either of our kids if they would go on a trip just them and Dad, they say "Yes... if Mom comes!") He got used to the idea and was totally excited! He kept reassuring me that he would think about me everyday, call me everyday, and do something special for me. Well, the minute he stepped on the plane all thoughts of Mom went out the window! He had the time of his life! They stayed with Billy's grandparents who have a cattle ranch there. (Billy went 2 years ago and got a prize winning buck, in the record books, invited to a banquet, etc. We refer to him as "Half-Puppy") Bronson fed cows, gave them shots, medicine, etc, drove tractors, played with all the neighborhood animals, (funny stories about cats to follow) and now he even has his own cow, Baby Calf Evans. He was completely attached to Grandpa Marty, hardly leaving his side! And yes he did go hunting...Billy got a buck, which IS Bronson's "Dad just shot it for me" and Bronson shot his very own deer, really! Bronson is such a nature & animal lover I thought he would be scarred for life seeing dead animals, but apparently he's not and I'm pretty sure he is hooked!

A (Leopard) Cat and A Cowboy

I love Halloween-not the candy part- but the weather, the smells, the colors, the excitement, the beginning of the holiday season, and I love that you get to be someone else for a night.-live and be your fantasy! Movie stars, princesses, astronauts, a president, whatever you want to be!
Bronson wore this "real cowboy outfit" brought back from Wyoming, complete with spurs! He looked so authentic! Notice no smile in the picture-"Mom, cowboys are tough, they DON'T smile!" And Miss B looked so cute in her fur and feather trimmed costume. She was trying to look like a "dangerous leopard"
Kole already out the door, not waiting for pictures! Lacey dressed up as....Vampire Bride? Sorry Lacey, I can't remember what you called it...and Landon was "Where's Waldo"-AWESOME homemade costume-great creativity! : ) Really fun night!

LONG OVERDUE!!! Fall break

Fall Break-
2 weeks:
1 COLD week at the beach/Sea World- but had a blast, loved it!
Kids favs from SW-
*feeding/playing with dolphins
*Journey to Atlantis ride (a wet ride for a chilly day but fun!)
*watching a walrus eat, i mean throw up and eat it again about 35 times-disgusting!!!!
*2 real helicopter rides to the "Wild Artic"
*the shows-Shamu was a little disappointing
*playing/feeding sting rays
* Last ride of the day-the REALLY WET ONE (name?) the one where you come off looking like you went swimming with clothes on-once for Billy, twice for Brooklyn, me & Hank-no thanks we like being dry (58* temp that day!!)
It was great to get away, just us and enjoy being together. Although a little bummed about no scuba diving for Billy and I (54* water temp, 0-5 ft visibility due to stormy seas-no thanks!)
Another whole week to do nothing but play and relax
Perfect! :)