Happy Birthday fella...

Today Mr Smith turns 34. Which means we are now the same age. Yippee. I love you fella and am truly glad you're mine. You are my favorite husband EVER.

I never actually blogged about these next 2 pictures, but YEP, Mr Smith does paint a mean fingernail. Hes got mad skills.

We love you a whole heap.

Cow poop...

Saturday was interesting. Mr Smith and the girls went and BOUGHT a heap of cow poop. Mr Smith wanted to plant his spring seeds (lettuce, spinach, radishes, onions and carrots) but first had to have some poop ( I mean "compost"). I stayed safely inside and cleaned non-poopie things. He had two good helpers, but when they came inside they brought half of the "compost" with them. I guess I did end up cleaning poopie things after all.

Roo's shovel was buried in our yard, we found it when we first started landscaping. It's a great little shovel.

Mr Smith also transplanted my Hollyhocks. We had planted them last spring in a too hot spot. They didn't love it.

Check out the roots. I think they'll be OK.

Here they are in their new happy home. We hope they'll hide the drain pipe a little. I also think we'll move that rock. (We- meaning Mr Smith)

Nice.

Just wanted you to know the girls had a bath after the poop shoveling moment.

The end.

The rest of the silliness..

More cute girls.

Elasta Girl showing us she really lives up to her name. This hurts me.

Roo showing us how bendy her neck is. Not her body, just her neck. Have I mentioned she wants to do everything that Elasta Girl does?

Ppsstthh on you. From: a cute little unibrow.

Just us Girls...being weird

We were just playing around with my camera the other day, and this is what we came up with.

Roo not looking in the right place, Elasta Girl being crazy and my eyes closed. We're keepers.

Cute Elasta Girl and her Mom

Better.


Elasta Girl doing "Urkel" Remember, from that Family Matters show? I don't even think she's ever seen Urkel but she knows how he wore his drawers. She even sticks her tummy out and walks funny. It's pretty hilarious.

One crazy gal.

The reason for all the pictures was that I went to Savers Thrift Store (which is no were near Little Jessica's house *sorry Little Jessica*) and found this cute skirt for Elasta Girl ( it was from the GAP and 99 cents ). Here she is doing her best super model pose.

I got this dress for Roo. It was not 99 cents. The picture doesn't show how stinkin' cute it is. It's actually navy blue with white polka-dots. This is her super model pose.

I like this pose of hers better. Man, she's cute. You can see I am in complete concentration to get the perfect shot.

And that's all folks.

Giggle Giggle....cheese

It's been Party Central at our house this weekend. Starting with Thursday when I picked Elasta Girl and her best friend Bailey up from school so they could play. We stopped at the Red Barn for some ice cream - since it is the perfect weather for ice cream. 45 degrees seemed warm enough for us.

Here they are NOT smiling so I could take a NORMAL picture.

A cute smile but with Cookie Dough ice cream on the nose.

Lemon chiffon ice cream on the nose.

And lastly, Roo with chocolate peanut butter ice cream on the nose. Hers just looks dirty, or tan I don't know. What I do know is Roo wants to do EVERYTHING her big sister does. Even if it's weird.

We saw our old home teacher and his wife at the barn.( the built the barn but have retired many moons ago and left they're son in charge.) Our ward got split in two last May and they now live in the other half so we don't get to see them much anymore. It was nice to visit for a minute.

When we got home from ice cream, Elasta Girl and Bailey put on shadow puppet shows for Roo and I. After that they put on a Taylor Swift concert. They were so cute with their chap stick microphones and little embarrassed voices. Bailey wouldn't sing facing forward at first because she was shy, but she warmed up pretty quickly and turned around. I think my acting like a darn fool helped her not be shy. I was dancing and waving my arms and trying to sing but since I don't know any of the words it was a bit hard. The two girls kept "SHUSH"-ing Roo and I if we got to rowdy. It was funny.

After the concert I made them come and do their homework, after that Baileys mom came to get her. When the door bell rang Bailey started undoing her homework so she wouldn't have to go home as soon. Those girls are the best of friends.

Friday:

Roo and I went to my Moms to help Alzabeth pack up her room ( she is moving to SLC on Monday) I also cut her, and my parents hair. Alz's head is bleach blond now. I didn't do the bleaching ( I was against it) but the cut is wonderful. And, I didn't cut my finger off while doing it this time. (sometimes, the razor and I don't get along)

After the cutting and the cleaning, I went to my brothers house to pick up his daughter, Eliza for a sleep over. She and Elasta Girl are cousins born about 6 weeks apart. They hardly ever see each other but when they do they are inseparable, and giggle - A LOT.

They also preformed shadow puppet shows* for us. But mostly they giggles and said stuff like "I like cheese" and other things involving "cheese".

I tucked the two in bed at 9:15 (bed time is usually about 8) and continued to hear "whisper, whisper, Giggle Giggle" until about 10pm. Then it was quite until 6:30 in the morning when the "giggle giggle" started up again. On a side note: Elasta Girl was ready for bed at about 6:15 last night. Tuckered out from all that partying I guess.

These are the faces I got when I said it was time to take Liza home. They threw terrible fits and stalled as much as they could. But, they did stop the fits and cooperate when they could see in my face that it was getting old. What nice girls. They are the best of cousin friends.

*the shadow puppet shows with both friends basically went like this: both girls would make the talking sign with their hands and sing: "these are some turkeys" and then jumping in front of the light and sing: "and these are our big heads!" Over and Over again. They thought it was hilarious. I probably did too, but I'm not saying.

The wind...is blowing...

WIND WIND WIND WIND WIND WIND That's all we've got is wind.





Roo demonstrates the wind. She was flapping her hands wild and crazy like and making wild and crazy noises.



For the past few days we had found our junk, and our neighbors junk, relocated in odd places in the yard, and elsewhere. The wind did it. Today we found our garbage can in the middle of our lawn. Roo was worried about it and ask me to go out and get it. Uht uh. I wasn't going out there, so I said she could go. (thinking she wouldn't want to go either) Um yeah, she did. So I let her, while I got the camera. I wasn't at all worried that my sweet 3 year old would blow away while I was gone. She didn't. But only barely.

This is her trying to get the TUMBLE WEED that flew into the garbage can. GROSS!

When I did finally rescue our can, it was clear over by the empty lot to the north of us. Along with some of our down spout pipe and our neighbor's swing. Oh Joyous wind how I love thee.

I tried to upload a video of Roo doing her wind dance but I am challenged and couldn't so sorry.

And, for good measure, a few candid shots of the girlies in the car on Sunday. I looked back to see a slinky on Elasta Girl's nose. She was just sitting there not saying or doing anything --- with a slinky on her nose.

And a blurry Roo just because.


GO AWAY WIND! I'm serious.

not much of anything...

Not much has been going on.

Mr Smith came home on Saturday morning. It was glorious. He shaved his face as soon as he got home. No more beard, YIPPY for me. Roo told him right away "Daddy, can you put your hair back on your face".

Mr Smith didn't have any work for Monday (they finished up Saturday instead) So I had 3 whole days with him home. It was enough. Not that I didn't want him there, I just wasn't used to it. Husband Overload and we did get a bit crabby with each other.

We went to IKEA with the girls, along with the rest of Utah. The sweet man, I know it was killing Mr Smith to be in a huge warehouse type store with TONS of people. He didn't complain once. Except for when he was hungry.

Today, I took my car to get fixed and pickup my rental car for the week. The rental is nicer than my car. Is that suppose to happen? I don't think I'm going to want to give it up. In fact I KNOW I won't.

Oh, and I have been trying to figure out our taxes for the past 2 days. We have lots of crazy taxish business and it is giving me head trauma. So off I go to finish.....hopefully.