Think Happy Thoughts...

This post is mainly for my own therapy. I think I have that one condition, what's is called...seasonal mood disorder or something like that. I know a lot of my fellow Utahns are feeling the same right now. Enough is enough. Steve and Steph have only played one of their 6 scheduled softball games in the past 2 weeks because of the rain/snow. Since Easter is only one week away, I'd love to put my little Easter decorations in the front yard, but I can't bare to see the little bunnies sitting in snow...it just ain't right. So back to the pictures...I've gotta think happy thoughts to get me through till Mother Nature decides she's going to cut me a break. Seeing some summertime memories give me a little hope.

I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends....

Poor little Alex is usually so bored being stuck at home with boring old Mommy. So it was a good week for him, his cousin Adam came and played with him Wednesday, and his other cousins Artez and Amil came Thursday and Saturday. He was in heaven!

Here's Steph with some of her softball buddies. I'm so glad she's involved with sports at school so that she has a good network of friends. As you all know, the kind of friends you hang with in high school can make you or break you!

And the Oscar Goes To...

This is where you can find Alex at any given moment these days, for he has learned the art of the tantrum.

The thing that kills me is that I'll leave the room, and a few minutes later come back to check on him and he'll be playing. But as soon as he sees me, he falls out on the floor again and starts fake crying. This time though, he saw me pull out my camera...

and took a time out from all the dramatics to give the paparazzi a primo photo op.

A performance worthy of the red carpet, wouldn't you say?!

Hammin' it Up

I'm not quite sure why, perhaps it's just some innate characteristic that comes with that y chromosome, but Alex has discovered that it's funny to make silly faces when I try to take his picture. Instead of photos of his gorgeous face, this is what I've been getting these days....

Still pretty dang cute, even with all that cheesiness going on!

Sweethearts Dance

Tonight is Kearns High's Sweethearts Dance. For a daytime activity (an apparent Utah tradition that I never experienced as a teen, and a bit overkill if you ask me....) they went to the Planetarium to watch a movie. They met up with a huge group this evening for dinner at Old Spaghetti Factory, then off to the dance. There's talk of going bowling afterwards. Again, can I say "overkill"?! Anyhow...here's the lovely Stephenie in her dress, along with her date Bryan and her good friends Christin and Dallas along with their dates. Hopefully we'll get a wonderful report tonight when she gets home...

Are You an Oron?

Steph had asked a boy to the Sweetheart's Dance by leaving a trail of Hershey's kisses at his house with the saying, "Now that I've kissed the ground you walk on, will you go to Sweetheart's with me?"
He answered by plastering Oreos all over the car...

and post-it notes...great combination when it's raining outside.

On the windows he drew 2 stick figures and wrote, "you and me having fun".

He also said, "What are you an oron, of course I'll go." I could not for the life of me figure out what the heck an oron was, then it dawned on me that it was a play on "oreos". Duh....

The dance is this Saturday, Valentines Day, perfect timing. It should be lots of fun.

Ya'll Come on and Eat

"Ya'll come on and eat!" This is what Steve's mom would always say when the food was ready. My poor husband, ever since his mother died last April has been pretty deprived of the southern food he grew up on, and unfortunately this California girl just doesn't have it in her. Luckily, as we found out recently, Steph has some southern blood running through her veins. She offered to cook dinner one night when I was at work, and let me tell you, this girl can cook! She made fried chicken, homemade mac 'n cheese and corn muffins. It was DEE-licious! Much better than I ever could've attempted. She must have inherited Grandma Lilly's talent of making good soul food. I wonder if she'll ever try to make chittlins....(if you don't know what those are, you don't want to know!!)