Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Swedish Chef

Lincoln's rendition of Swedish Chef.
(check it out about 2 min. in...although the entire video is a family fav)

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Who me?  Milking this Grand Finale-I'm-the-Baby thing?
I know not what you speak of.

Friday, January 21, 2011

And Speaking of Lauren...

Here she is in August 2005 at a mere 12 weeks.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Happy Monday

One of Lauren's duties this morning was to fold the towels from swimming this weekend.  I came in to the laundry room to find her stacking them like this.  She said she thinks we should start folding and storing them this way and even offered to teach me how.

Family Expectations Chart soooooo not overrated.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Haven't Seen Enough?

You must hear them.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Rescue. Raise. Rebuild.

We were blessed to host some of the Watoto children this week.  Watoto is a program in Uganda that cares for orphaned children in Africa whose lives have been changed forever due to the disease and war in their country.  These children have overcome adversity we can't even fathom.  It was a great honor to have them in our home.

Gabe & Uncle Bruce being silly.

Hilda loved the dress-up clothes!

Thereza looooooved Lincoln and wanted to hold him all the time.  I heart you Thereza! ;)

Family dinner

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

My little Fashion Announcer from the musical on Friday night.

One of Madeline's homeschool groups performed a musical called, Time of Your Life.  60 children, ages 8-13, managed to paint the scenes, learn the music and lines and perform the musical in 5 days!
Encore!  Encore!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

I'm Soooooo Gonna Pay For This

Managed to capture a few seconds of Ron entertaining GLLAM today.  Priceless footage.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Sleep Drama

Lincoln has taken to crying when I put him down to nap and last week, when I went to check on him, his binky (yes, he still takes a binky, whatsittoya?) had fallen out of the crib.

I think: Oh my goodness, he's probably crying so hard it falls out of his mouth as he's leaning over the crib.  How terribly traumatic.

Fast forward a few days as you picture me running in to retrieve it and give it back to him.

I mean, really, could you resist this face?

I'm starting to get suspicious though so today when I put him in his crib, I give him 3 binkies.  Tres. Trois. Drei.  I'm all smug 'cause I know he can't possibly "drop" all of them.

After a couple minutes, he starts wailing so I run up there and peak in his room.  All three binkies on the well as his blanket.  I've just been duped.  Time for Commando Parenting.

I walk in and calmly hand him his blanket and three binkies as I sternly say, "No thank you Son!  It is nap time!"  I exit.

I watch through the door crack as he lays down and closes his eyes.  He is asleep within minutes.

I would like to thank Danny Silk, Dr. Phil and my parents.....

*side note - this picture was not taken today.  Anyone that knows me also knows that my tree is down on December 26th.  That's another story altogether....