The Leatherwoods: February 2011

Friday, February 11, 2011

Picture Project

I have decided to get ALL of our pictures onto the computer so I can save them on an external hard drive (or maybe backed up online). So I'm slowly getting about a bazillion pictures scanned in. It's been fun to see some of these old pictures, and some of them are just downright scary so I'll spare you from those (for the most part). The idea is that if I post a few of the ones I'm doing on here, hopefully I'll stay motivated to keep up with this project. We didn't have a digital camera until 1999 or 2000, so it's going to take me .... well, FOREVER. But at least it's fun.

This picture is for you James Stock. I told you I'd been fishing before.

Love this picture of Dave.

And this one.

Senior pictures.

Original hair color and eyebrows. I think we'd agree all that salon time and money has been well spent. You're welcome.

Some of Dave's mission pictures. You would NOT believe how many pictures I have of him flexing. Some of the flexing is more subtle (i.e., holding on to handlebars of a bike) but it is there nonetheless. I'll have to ease you into those ones slowly ...

Preaching to the corn. Not to worry, each and every one of Dave's mission ties has been properly disposed of ... never to be seen or heard from again.

This is my favorite of his mission pictures. Outside the Chicago temple. Love it.

Dating pictures. We were one of those couples who had to hurry and go out and take a bunch of pictures just to have enough for our wedding video ... hence the cheesiness of the pictures.

I can if I want.

September 14, 1996. Got engaged on Ensign Peak at sunset. It was beautiful.

Dancing at Melanie and Jason's wedding. They got married six weeks before we did. Sometimes Melanie and I like to do things together .... we're just like that.

Hanging out in Teasdale when we were engaged.

Again with the cheesiness. This was right before we left for the one and only concert we've ever been to together. Blackhawk and Wynonna. Seriously??? It was a free concert.

The summer after we got married, we went to California with my family and took a day trip down to Tijuana. Dave just HAD to have this Indiana Jones hat. Really? He wore it about five times before he left it in the back window of his car and it shrunk in the heat and was too small to be worn by a human. How do I let him talk me into these things?

Making out with Indiana Jones on the beach. How romantic.

Our first trip to Disneyland! I had to do some convincing to help Dave understand that Disneyland was going to be a part of our life. He didn't understand for a while ... but he's definitely got the idea now. I LOVE that place. Our kids LOVE it. And Dave loves it when we're happy .... so he's a good sport.

The top of Mount Timpanogos. PROOF that I've been to the top (and that was even the second time). We slid down the glacier on the way back. Not sure I'll ever do that hike again ... don't tell Dave. It was beautiful up there though.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Really?!!

For those of you under the impression that Dave is the patient and tolerant one in this relationship .... I present to you "Exhibit A." A life size (6'2") pieced-together, newsprint, taped-to-my-front-entry-wall, scares-me-every-time-I-walk-around-the corner cutout of Jimmer Fredette. Really?!!

Funny kids

A new road just opened up by us called Pioneer Crossing. T.J. and I were on it the other day when he asked where all the pioneers were. I explained that they lived a long time ago and talked a little about the pioneers to him. He said, "Well, if the pioneers are dead, how can they be crossing the road?"
At the Qquirrh Mountain Temple Open House, there was a player grand piano playing hymns as we exited the temple. T.J. wanted to know who was playing the piano, so of course Dave told him it was a ghost. T.J. wanted to know, "Dad, is it the Holy Ghost?"
T.J. was changing himself out of his wet swimming suit today and into his pajamas when he took a few laps around the living room completely naked. I chased after him and said, "T.J., you can't run around naked. Get some clothes on!" He gets all indignant and says. "Mom, I'm NOT naked ... I have sunscreen on."
T.J. came running up to me this morning and said "Mom, I want to play knock-knock joke." I said, "Well good luck with that. You should probably wait until your father gets home becuase he's better with the whole knock-knock joke thing." T.J. said, "No I'll do it." I said okay, and he ran off. So a few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I answered it and it was T.J. laughing hysterically. I was a little confused and said, "What's up T.J.?" To which he responded, "We played it mom. We played knock-knock joke, and it's so funny." Apparently knocking and then laughing when people answer is now called "playing knock-knock joke."
London wanted me to buy her a new movie at the store today and I told her "no." She, of course, started in with the "Why not?" and "How come?" and all of that. So I just said, "London we don't have enough money to buy every new movie that comes out!" So she said, "Well, why don't you do some jobs and save up your money?" To which I responded, "London, are you serious? You want me to do jobs and save up my money so you can have a new movie?" She said, "If you work hard mom, you could do it."
I told T.J. the other day that he had to clean up some toys he had gotten out before he could have the piece of candy he wanted. So I said, "Come on, let's just hurry and clean it up. I'll help you." So he comes over for a minute and we pick up a few things and then he just walks away. I said, "Hey! Where are you going?" And he said, "You don't need my help mom. You're a big girl. You can do it all by yourself."
T.J. always wants me or Dave to lay by him at night while he falls asleep. Sometimes we do and sometimes we don't. Tonight, we were busy with other things, and T.J. was in there calling for me, "Mommy, come lay by me." I said, "T.J. I can't right now but I love you." So he said, "No Mommy, don't love me ... just lay by me."
I think my kids might be getting a little too much "election" exposure this year. We were at Partyland the other day having fun looking at costumes. Dave found a Barack Obama mask and put it on. London was not amused and told Dave, "No Daddy! Don't be him. He makes bad choices." You got that right London.
T.J. got into trouble yesterday and I got after him for it. He says to me, "Don't get mad at me or I'll call you a big red chicken." Huh?
I've been thinking about going back to school, and we were asking the kids what they thought about it the other day. So Dave says to Austin and Jackson, "What do you think mom should be? What should she study in school?" Austin gave some perfectly reasonable responses like "teacher" and "writer." Jackson says, "Mom, can you be a really famous football player?" You bet Jacks. You know what Dave's response was? "Jackson, have you ever seen mom run?" How rude!
So T.J. is pretty much potty trained, but we're having a few issues with number two. So, I walk into the room today and clearly caught him in "the act." So I say, "Uh oh T.J. Guess what?" And he says, "Uh ... I don't know. Maybe you smell something?" I definitely smelled something.
I went to put T.J. in his car seat the other day, and he said it was too hot. I said, "I'm sorry. What should I do?" So he thought about it and said, "Can you blow on it for me?" So I did, and then he said it was only warm and happily got buckled up.
Austin needs to have a wart burned off his finger. Jackson happens to be an expert on the subject after much experience a few years ago. So he reassures Austin by saying, "It doesn't hurt too bad ... maybe like London scratching you about 5 times .... or maybe 10." Thanks Jacks.
In the midst of a Saturday full of errands, we agreed to take the kids to McDonald's to play on the playground and have some lunch. They were all excited, but I think London most of all. She jumped out of the car at McDonalds, ran over to me, and in her most dramatic fashion ever said, "Oh thank you mom! I just knew we were a happy family."
We always tease London about eating like a bird, and she really does. But it may be getting a little out of hand. Last Sunday when I handed her the sacrament tray of bread, she said matter of factly, "No thanks mom. I'm full."
The week of London's 5th birthday, Austin, in family prayer, makes a heartfelt plea that London will "understand the reponsibilities of being 5." What a good brother. Now if someone could just explain what these "responsibilities" are ... maybe I'll ask Austin.
Jackson broke the personal, family, and possibly world record the other day by thoughtfully saying in his prayer NINE TIMES: "Please bless us to have a good time." Wow! This kid is seriously concerned about having a good time.
London was playing her computer game this morning and after passing off a level, she was really proud of herself. I was happy for her and told her "Wow! Good job. You are really good at that." She was really excited about her accomplishment and my praise and exclaimed, "Mom, I did such a good job. Maybe I should be in a parade."

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Really?!!

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