Pic's of the fam

Here are some pictures of my little family. We quit before we could get a great one, so here are all of our attempts. We turned the timer on the camera and tried it.

This is probably the best one but you can see why I don't post pictures of us much.

Tribute to 9-11

Eight years ago, I remember walking into my dorm at Snow College and seeing a whole passel of girls sitting in the foyer with the TV on. I was coming from my 7:30 class, and I thought, what's going on? No one watches TV at this time of day. When I got to the door to my apartment, there was a note on the white board from my friend Leah, who lived down the hall. "Ellie, turn on the TV" immediately, I thought, which channel? But I turned on the TV, and it didn't really matter which channel it was on, a plane had flown into the World Trade center. Right then, I saw the other plane hit the other tower. I stood there, in shock, watching and waiting for a little while. Then, I changed out of my PE clothes and walked to my Music Theory class. We didn't have any homework that day, and a couple of teachers canceled class for the rest of the week. One thing I remember is how it brought our country together. We were one nation. under God. Now, thinking that it has only been eight years, I wonder how quickly we have forgotten and started fighting with each other.

Well, in memory of the men and women who died in the buildings, on the planes, and in the process of saving lives, please take a moment of silence. In thanks to the U.S. Armed forces, please take another moment of silence. For the men and women who died, for the men and women who sacrifice the time with their families, and for the men and women who stay here and lay the groundwork so others can have a better chance at living.

Posting Pictures of the kiddos. Finally

Everyone loves to see pictures of the kids. So here are some. I'm writing this while I should be at Wal-mart. But in procrastinating taking both of the boys to Wally World, I'm downloading pictures of my kids from my camera. Here are the their new haircuts. Rob and I did Ben's together, and then I did Jackie's.

Ben's cut isn't even but at least it isn't in his eyes anymore.

She cut her own hair, hoping to get to go to the beauty shop and have it fixed. I figured that it was a good time to learn how myself. It isn't great but not too bad.It isn't any shorter than she did herself.

Haven't even read, let alone written

So, the long and short of it is that even my email is getting behind. I have 50 unread, important messages in my inbox. This is after I weeded through the unmentional amount of SPAM I had in there previously and read and responded to the things that were most urgent. I haven't read anyone's blog yet this month. I'm really looking forward to going down the blog rolls and looking at people's blogs.

So, a brief recap of our week. I spent the first half of it cleaning relentlessly because we were all so excited for Rob's parents to come and visit. Then, Thursday, while Rob hadn't yet gotten home from the 2 1/2 minute drive to take Jackie to school (she missed the bus) the school called and told me that she threw up in the hallway, and would I please come and get her? So I gathered her up a new change of clothes and walked out to meet Rob.

I walked in and my poor girl was sitting on the potty with a puddle of up-chuck (as my mom likes to call it) at her feet. I felt so bad for the girl. It was coming out both sides at the same time.

Well, that disease RAN it's course through our whole family, so I couldn't keep cleaning my house. In downsizing our home, we have given up a spare bedroom. Therefore, I was planning on having Rob's parents sleep in my bedroom. Due to cleaning up throw up and runny poops Thursday and Friday, I didn't get a chance to clean my bedroom. Jackie's room was beautifully clean, so I put my in-laws in her room. My poor parent's in-law. Right after we picked them up from the airport on Saturday, I came down with it. I felt so sick that all I did was hang out in my room, sleep, and use the bathroom for one purpose or another ever 10 minutes or so. So, they didn't come home to the lovely house I imagined or a cute bedroom of mine. We were so looking forward to this visit ever since they planned it. (Which means within days of moving here.) However, poor Mom-in-law is sick ON THE PLANE. Poor wooman. I love that woman. So, now, I put them back on the plane this morning, dealt with sad kiddos, and I am finally getting around to the blogs. I'm on my way to start by reading those on my delightful list. YAY!