is that a boy or a girl?

So today, Richard and I ran some errands, what was suppose to be to sears, costco and walmart, turned out to be Best buy, sears, a different best buy, burlington, costco(closed, lame I know right?) lowes, and walmart. errands never seem to end. As always, while the cats are gone the mice will play. We leave this cute curly haired little boy and return to this straight hair little girl. It turns out that Dayna was again enjoying her newest Christmas Present, and straightening Taytes hair. Will the madness never end!! Just goodness gracious, it seems everything happens while we are out. All the accidents, the injuries, and can't forget, breaking the house rules. That is probably the favorite among our children.

Authored by Dawn, edited by Dylan

Can you say....ewww

So this blog is actually for yesterday 1/1/10. Can miss a day remember. So on New Years Eve,
Richard and I went to the store and got a bunch of junk food to snack on for new years eve. Well the next morning darling dayna decided to feed tayte some oreos, well then someone else had given him some more oreos, well lets just say by the time lunch came this kid was so stuff with junk food that he could have put on 1o pounds. Well afternoon came and tayte was falling asleep on richards shoulder and along comes Dylan, who just loves to hug and shake the little babies (why, you ask, I'll let you know when I have the answer). Well if you are the intuitive mom that you think you are you guessed what happened next. Tayte has a little ahem cough and then projectile vomit- onto richards shoulder and all over the floor barely missing Dylan who has just moved out of way. Now I put this in here because in all of out 8 kids he has never been the target of projectile vomit. I have many of times. Richard likes to talk about his ex girlfriend's daughter and all the gross things she did. But this takes the cake or should i say oreo cake. Welcome to the club Dear Husband!
p.s. Dylan this is a lesson in parenthood...don't shake the baby!

A New Year..A Dying Daisy & A New Start

On Wednesday, my oldest son, Dylan brought home a boquest of daisies and carnations. They were very sweet. I offered to put them in a vase of water for him. But he said he would do it. I said fine and left it at that. Well two days later after laying in his hot room, you can guess what happened. They pretty much died. But Dylan is like, no there not dead, give them another chance. I was thinking to myself, good luck, but nonetheless, we cut the bottoms and put them in some water, and within hours they started to perk up. I honestly thought they were dead. Granted they weren't brown and smelly. Just limp and hanging over. Well as we watched these flowers come back alive and blossom. I thought to myself. How much is that like us and the many things we try to do. We think we can't and don't, or we try and fail and then give up. It also reminded me of the Savior and how often we fail and yet he gives us chances and chances, never giving up on us. So here I am again. Trying to blog again. Though this time I have a plan of attack and a purpose for blogging. Before I just thought it would be fun, but it is hard keeping up and time consuming and besides who would want to read my blog. And by the way, kudos to those of you who do and keep it interesting. Well I want to keep a family journal that everyone can write in. So my plan is to write one thing that happened to our family each day and then at the end of the year we'll have a great family journal. We'll see how it goes. Wish us luck.