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Guess Peter isn't ready for size 18 mo. shorts yet! His favorite thing right now is for someone to read him a book.
Playing in the Kiddie Pool.

My New Tag Line

We just returned from dinner with friends. Wow, can they cook up a storm. Speaking as a complete carnivore I came home satisfied. Our kids played well together so we were able to enjoy good uninterrupted conversation along with excellent food.

At one point during the evening the hostess said while speaking of herself, "It meant something to this Starfish." LOVED IT! That is now my new line. I told her I was stealing it, she didn't seem to mind.

If this saying means nothing to you, ask the nearest Mormon, or motivational speaker, to tell you the story. They've probably heard it 10 times.

One of Aaron's Favorite Bedtime Stories

Once there was a Big Brother and a Little Sister.

Little Sister was in the front yard playing with the next door neighbor. He wasn't being very nice and he made her cry. Big Brother saw what was happening through the front window. So, Big Brother opened the front door, jumped over the porch railing, jumped over the bushes and ran over to his Little Sister's side. Big Brother said to the neighbor boy, "Don't you be mean to my Sister!".

The neighbor boy went home and Big Brother said, "Come on Little Sister, I'll play with you". That made Little Sister so happy. Little Sister loved her Big Brother.

Then I'll ask Aaron, "You're a Big Brother, aren't you Aaron?, You're good at protecting your Little Brother aren't you?" Aaron always says yes, and he is good at protecting Peter from OTHER people. Although, he is getting better at always being a nice big brother.

P.S. Little Sister still loves Big Brother. Both of them actually. Wait till you hear what they did to the kid that was mean to me on the playground!

Ida Hone

My Grandmother on my Pappy's side is Ida Hone. She was born in Idaho. Whenever I tell people this I wait for their reaction. I NEVER get one. I on the other hand am always trying not to laugh.

Anyone? Anyone?

Am I the only one that finds the similarity between the two names amusing? It would be like me naming a kid Verge Henyon. Except my last name isn't Henyon so I couldn't make it work.

Anyone? I'm laughing right now. Anyone else laughing? Am I totally alone in this? Roland? Marlow? Anyone?

It Will Be A Sad Day

The other night we had the kids in bed, or so we thought. Roland and I were talking when we hear Aaron "sneaking" around the basement. We stop and listen then Roland says, "It will be a sad day when he really learns how to sneak around".

The Marriage of Aaron

We are Pleased to Announce the Marriage of

Aaron

to

Hazel

on

September 3, 2009

In attendance were the couple's siblings, Peter and Ginger. The groom's mother only found out about the marriage due to the door of the 'Temple' (playhouse) needing to be put back on the hinge. The newlyweds were going to kiss on top of the slide but were interrupted when they learned that the groom's mother had finally agreed to push whomever wanted to swing. So they opted for an underdog instead.

Goldfish and pretzels with water were served after the wedding party finished with the swings.

Labor Day Party!

Roland and I decided to host a party. Invited twice as many as we could handle knowing that most of the people would already have plans since we do every thing last minute.

Roland heads off to do the shopping, I do minor house cleaning since we'll be outside for the party. Spend most of the day doing yard work, wiping down toys, chairs, tables, slides, etc.

Noon hits and so does a migraine. I take one of the new Rx that the neurologists wants me to try. Wow. It got rid of the migraine, but it condensed the thing into an intense hour of pain.

After an hour in bed it's back outside to help with more yard work. My, my, the yard looks much better with the lawn edged. You just have to beware of the edger. About took off my leg.

3:00 hits and it's still raining. Guess all that time spent getting the yard ready wasn't the best use of time. So it's off to try and clean the house. I shove all the stuff in the basement into the boys bedroom and lock the door. Do a quick check of the bathrooms (something you have to do every 10 minutes with 3 boys in the house), put a cloth on the dining room table and call it good.

4:00 guests start showing up. Still raining. I'm wondering how 43 people are going to fit in my little house, how many things are going to get broken with 24 kids running around, how many people are going to notice that Roland made homemade root beer with maple extract instead of root beer extract, who will notice I never got a shower, never changed into my party outfit, and had rocks and dirt in my hair from that blasted edger. I didn't even notice that until I took my hair down at bedtime!

All in all I think it was a fun time. My sweet friend Jean said to me just as I'm realizing that I never even brushed my teeth (eek!) "Genevieve, how do you make this seem so effortless?". Got to love Jean. Everyone should have a Jean in her life who makes you feel good about yourself even when you have rocks in your hair and fuzzy teeth.