Friday with the Biebs

We're suffering from "Bieber Fever" in our house. While we are waiting for Dad to come home tonight, here is how we filled our time.

"Nieber"

"Hieber"

"Mieber"

Mom got the app "Bieber Hair" tonight, and we've been having all sorts of fun. We can't wait for Dad to get home so we can "bieberize" him too.

What we learn in kindergarten

Harry came home a few weeks ago singing this little song. Luckily, Maren was able to record him without Harry getting embarrassed or mad. He doesn't know that mom is sending it out into the universe for all to see. That would REALLY make him crazy.

Shhh. Don't tell.

Tricky Kid

How can Mom possibly get mad at Harry

for not cleaning up his toys, when he

writes her love notes with his LEGOS?

Well played, Harrison.

Projects make us sick

Poor Maren has been home with a stomach flu.


She also had to do a salt dough map of Utah for school.

We don't know what's worse, projects or puking.

Luckily, we are done with both!

Sometimes, Mom goes crazy

This Christmas, Mom went nutsy coo-coo making garland. She went to a store in New York City that had felt garland and braided chains so she had to try and make some too.

They actually turned out pretty cute, and now Mom has something to use for the "underwear line" on Christmas morning. So embarrassing.

Friday Night Fun

Luckily, a trip to Harmon's is all these kids need to have a good time.


Harry can't resist a sweet girl in green.

Kindergarten Program

Today was Harry's class Christmas Program. Here's the man of the hour!


Harry & Norah pose with Harry's Nutcracker.



For the die-hard Harry fan, here's a song from the program. The famous "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas."

Poor Girl

15 minutes of playing in the snow can really wear a girl out.

Ballerinas

Happy Birthday, Daddy.

Here's to the best father and husband any family could hope to have.

We love you and miss you.

Happy Birthday.

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Proof...

...that Norah is the reason Mom can never find the camera.


Closet Door. A study in lighting.
Harrison. A Portrait of a Brother.

Ceiling. A study in perspective.

Pillow Pet. A study in textural contrast.

Norah. A portrait of the artist.

Caught red handed (or elbowed.)

Christmas Dance Party

Harrison has been learning the song "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas" at school. When Mom found a CD that actually has the song on it, a dance party was the obvious result.

Mom will not comment on how ANNOYING the song is. Seriously, people, you couldn't come up with a better song to teach the kindergartners?

An Intergalactic Christmas

The kids have spent the last few days making an "intergalactic nativity" out of clay and other bits and pieces around the house. Their creativity has been flowing and harmony has ruled the house.

The nativity


The Holy Family

The Shepherd & alien sheep

The Intergalactic (heavenly) hosts

The Three Kings

The artists (and Norah's dinner.)

Royal Wedding

Do you think this might embarrass them in later years?

Gingerbread

We bought a Gingerbread House kit at Costco. Ours doesn't quite look like the box said it would, but we had fun putting it together.

Luckily we had extra coconut from when mom made her favorite carrot cake, so we fancied up the scene with a little coconut snow. Hopefully it draws the eye away from the frosting sliding off the door.

Good little gingerbread helpers. (Harry's mouth is stuffed full of "leftover" candy.)

We're back!

It has been a really long time since we've blogged, but we are bound and determined to get back into the groove. Dad has taken a job in NYC until June, so we are hoping to keep this blog updated with pictures and stories so that he (and anyone else who is inclined) can keep tabs on us.

Since Dad has been gone we've been keeping busy.

Playing games...

visiting Santa (only Norah would sit on his lap)

challenging our minds with Professor Layton

playing in the snow

and reading lots of books. It's great to have a family of readers!

With all of December before us, we are sure to have lots of fun. Hopefully, Mom will remember to take pictures of it all.

The 4th

We had a wonderful extended 4th of July weekend. Provo really goes all out for the 4th, and this year it lasted 3 days.

We enjoyed a lovely morning at the farmer's market, played with firecrackers, watched the Stadium of Fire from the roof of the van (that's how we roll), and had a BBQ and water fight with all the Smith cousins.

We wrapped it all up with a great dinner at Aunt Anna's, decorated scooters and wagons, and then made our way to the Village of Fire and Kiddie Parade at Uncle Matt's. Check out how patriotic we are!

Kids Say the Darndest Things

Three conversations that have taken place over the last little while.

1. In the car, while driving up to Grandma's house on a Sunday afternoon.

Norah: (hands clasped dramatically on her chest) "Mom, Dad, I can feel my heart pooping, for real!"

Dad: "Do you mean 'beating,' Norah?"

Norah: "Oh yeah, 'beating' not 'pooping.' Silly me."

2. In the bathroom, after a trip to the pool, as we wait for the bathwater to warm up.

Harry: (blue lips, shivering uncontrollably) "Why I am I always so cold after I go swimming?"

Mom: "Well, it's because you are so skinny. You don't have any fat on your bones to keep you warm."

Harry: "Wow Mom, you are REALLY LUCKY!" (the stinker)

3. In the car, yet again. The children are disagreeing about something.

Harry: "I know, we'll ask Mom and Dad to decide."

Norah: "No Harry, Mom and Dad are ineffective."

(A note from Mom: It is interesting to feel like you've had a knife to the gut at the precise moment that your heart swells with pride.)

The Missing Birthday Post

Way back in April, our man Harry turned 5. We had a super great party at Harry's favorite place on the planet, Chuck E. Cheese's. There were games, pizza, cake, and BEST OF ALL..... the creepy mouse himself, Chuck E. Cheese.

The proof is in the pudding. Mom and Dad love Harry a lot. He's one awesome 5 year old.