Here you are....you are welcome.

Hey everyone. So I totally made my blog private and then stopped blogging. Turns out Alex really did load all of those picture on our computer, just under some different folder. So I could have blogged the crap out of the last few weeks...but I didn't. Anyway, there are lots of updates today my friends...as told through the next few pictures.

Back story: Alex is the boss of lots of people. I mean lots...he's super important. That's what he's been telling me anyway. So one of his employees was in Utah a few weeks ago and they went to a BYU game. I was so mad that I couldn't go...ha. Funny if that were real, right? Can't you imagine me loving B-ball? I know I can't. Anyway, Tessa was invited, so I figured I'd dress her in all blue on account of her love for fashion...not basketball.

She's been into some super fierce posing lately. She is in the running for America's Next Top Model.

Then, Tessa finally started dance! She's been begging me forever to find her a dance class. Seriously, everyday she would ask me (except for the day she wanted to do karate. That was weird.). So I finally found a little class by our house. She loves it. She has no idea what any of the dance is that she's been learning, but she knows she gets to wear shoes...so that's exciting.

Again with the fierce-ness. She's so funny! That tiger is in there for effect. It's like a parallel to her ferocity.

This is her ballerina pose. Too bad they don't do any ballet in her class...

So Sullivan wasn't feeling well the other morning and he just wanted to be held, which was cool because I had some television that wasn't going to watch itself! So I sat down to watch Top Chef...Well apparently Sully is a little fan as well! He sat upright and really got into it the whole time...or at least for the whole quickfire challenge.

This was when Alex interrupted him while he was getting his Dale on...ugh, he looks good.

Oh yeah...I forgot to mention that Elmo, Cookie Monster, and Telly were the guest judges. Seriously, he was in awe of those puppets. As soon as they were gone, he got right back to crying. So don't you worry.

So back to him being sick-he was really sick so I called the doctor and they had me bring him in. It was awesome. I don't know how your doctor's are, but mine totes sent us home with a gift..

Yup. Sullivan has RSV. So great...it's like butterflies are living in his chest cavity...he sounds like death and looks like an angel. If angels were covered in snot. And medicine. Poor thing. But he does love that nebulizer.

This is a crappy picture, but it was just to show the long tubing thing that goes with it. Plus we got 4 boxes of little medicine tubes. It's crazy! As we were doing this breathing thing, Alex was making dinner. So everyone was distracted...do you want to know where Tessa was?

If you were going to say raiding her closet, then you'd be right.

She was so proud of herself. Hannah Montana jacket, dress with a unicorn on it, butterfly tights, and pink cowboy boots. If you are wondering where you could nab yourself one of these outfits, you are outta luck. It's all vintage. JK. Most of it's from H&M. She's starting a style blog soon.

I don't even know. This is how she posed.

And that's it. Stay classy.

Who's excited?

About my privatized blog? I am. So excited that I was going to do a major post with all these pictures and funny things and all that. Well, I can't find where Alex saved all the pictures that I had him take off of our camera- he swears he did it....
So until next time.

Rubie Grace

Hey all-I'm still going private, but I thought I'd wait until next week to pick up any straggling emails from people who want in on the delightfulness of my blog. Until then, here's a lil something for a lil someone.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUDIE!!!!!
Ugh-can you believe this little girl is 3 today? I can't. Tessa still describes her as one of the babies...not true. She's like a child now. If you haven't met Rubie, you haven't lived. She's a fun one...there are things that she says that I'll think about months later and still laugh about. You should meet her...she won't disappoint...if she decides you are worthy of talking too...

Going Private

So weird story. The other day my sister decided to privatize her blog, so I called her to see if she found out creepers were looking at it-totally joking-but she said that one day she had a ton of random followers that she had never heard of, and they were sketchy and all that. And then she kept getting random weird comments-like spam-so she had to go through and delete them all, so she decided to privatize. So I was like, "that's weird because that's never happened to me"...not even kidding, the next day it happened. So I was going to wait and see if it happened again, and it has, so I'm going private. I actually hate private blogs, because I don't like to tell people I know all of their intimate details, but I feel like everyone who reads this are people that I know, so just leave me your emails.

Seriously, I think I jinx myself all the time, because when people tell me about weird things that happen to them, I think "weird, that's never happened to me" and then the next day it happens. Just like that time when Alex's aunt told me she got a random virus that totally screwed up her computer...the next day I had a million porn thumbnails pop up on my desktop. Which is weird, because we only use the laptop for our porn...Just kidding. Well, about the laptop, not about the millions of porn thumbnails that popped up. That's for reals.

Leave your emails, I'll totally invite you to read about my life....if I feel like you can be trusted and aren't a super weirdy.

Sullivan

So Sullivan is 6 months old! Eek, right? I know. I'm convinced he got Alex's scrawny lil body...jk, Alex is super meaty and strong. JK again. But when Tessa was this age she was in the 90th percentile for her height and weight, so basically she was whatever the girl version of a tank was. Sullivan, on the other hand, is only 27 inches long, so 75th percentile, and 17 pounds, which is only 50th! I know, who's kid is this, right? But he's a-dorable. He doesn't sit up yet, but I really feel like he crawls already. He can make it across the floor in just a few short hours. And, he can speak French! Ha..I kid again, but wouldn't that be crazy? I bet there is a baby somewhere that is speaking French at 6 months.
Since I've sucked at taking pictures lately, this is the most recent shot I've got of this little guy-I was working yesterday and he was being fussy because he had to get shots, and so I pulled out Tessa's old bouncy thing. He loved it. For 5 minutes. AH, I love him.
It's out of focus because he had figured out how to bounce in it. But his ears seem like they are still in focus...weird.

Sully and Tessa

I feel like I never actually write anything about the kids-ha, I know, funny right? All I do is talk about them, but it's because they are genuinely the most awesome of awesomes. But I figured I'd do this because I took pictures, and what's the point of pictures if you don't blog them? That's the only reason we own a camera. So firstly, Tessa wrote a letter to Santa the other day. She's in preschool so she's learning her letters, but she doesn't really know how to write them that well. She can point them out and stuff, but she's still only barely 4, so she isn't super advanced when it comes to writing. Ask her any lyrics to Lady Gaga though-she knows that like the back of her lil hand. So we sat down to write Santa a letter, and I would show her the letters on my paper, and then she would copy them on hers. I am not even kidding, it was amazing. She wrote them amazingly. I was in shock. I made Alex come down and watch her, and he was like, "yeah, well we pay monthly for her to learn this stuff, so it's worth it." I was like, "get this kid on Ellen." So I realize it wasn't that amazing, but to me it was impressive. So here are the pictures I got. I don't know if the letter shows up very well, but I kept a copy of it so I could have it forever...I'm great. And she only actually wrote out Dear Santa. Then it's supposed to say I love deer(?) but she didn't pay attention anymore after that. Then she drew pictures of what she wanted, but that wasn't as impressive, so I didn't take a picture of that. And she can write her name, but it wouldn't fit in the picture without it being too hard to see.This was her trying to keep her eyes open next to her letter. She still has eye things sometimes.Here is her letter. I know it may not be that impressive, but I was impressed. This was all by herself...so that's cool.
Anyway, we put up our Christmas Tree, and we discovered it's the best babysitter ever. And we started feeding Sullivan real food. We tried in St. George, but he wasn't having it and most of it ended up on his bib. But this time I think he got a lot of it in his mouth. I have the poop to prove it. (well, I don't have it, but it seemed like proof at the time.)
That's all I got.

Catching Up-Fall

Oh boy, I haven't really put much effort into blog posts lately. Apparently I've been busy being a good mom/wife. Sorry readers, my bad. Well now that my kids are sufficiently being neglected (JK, Sully is asleep and Tessa is playing at the neighbors) I will update you like you've never been updated before. Where to start? Well since the last real thing I updated was Tessa's birthday, we'll go from there...which is basically Thanksgiving.
So for Thanksgiving this year we were with my family, which means St. George. On Sunday morning I got a call from my sister at 8 am (thanks Ces.) saying there was a huge storm coming so we needed to leave Sunday instead of Monday, which was the original plan. Alex was leaving for New York, so he didn't really care too much if we left that day. So the girls all gathered at my house after Alex went to church-that's right, just Alex-and Devon took Alex and Zach to the airport as we finished forcing the children into their car. Well guess what happened...if you were going to say Alex went to the airport with my keys in his pocket, thus delaying our trip by an hour or so, then you'd be right. So Devon had to bring the keys back to us, and then we left. Well, 9 hours later we made it to St. George. Yep, that storm was a little bit early apparently. And the stupid Beaver Police kept ruining our lives. They closed the freeway for about 3 hours, as we sat there in our cars. Luckily all the kids were amazing, so it wasn't too bad. And Stone and Tessa learned what it's like to pee by the side of the road. So it was educational as well.
Anyway, here are the pictures of when we actually got down there:
Sebs, Rubie, and Stone watching TV. Rubie turned around right before I took the picture, and then immediately went to put her arm around Stone to show how precious she is. He immediately moved away from her. So cuteMy mom bought a big play doh set for all the kids. It seriously was the best/worst thing ever. At first it was best, because they all played with it forever so we could watch our stories. Then it was the worst, because they all wanted to play with it, which turned into some bully beatdowns. I'm pretty sure Tessa almost shanked someone over the pink play doh. And that someone was probably Rubie...sorry Rudy.

And then on Wednesday we were in for some drama. I really won't get into it, because it's the longest story of my life, but Alex and Zach's plane was delayed like 4 times, so we didn't know if they were going to get there, and I couldn't handle another night without a husband, and neither could Cecily, so we were mad. People cried. Then we laughed. And there were hugs involved somewhere in there. Oh and some cooking, but I digress...so when we finally figured out that their plane was eventually going to get into the St. George airport sometime that day, we loaded up all the kids and headed over, signs and all. Have you ever taken 9 kids to an aiport? It blows. Yep, I said it. It was the worst. But they looked cute enoughNotice how none of them are looking at the camera? It's because they were all plotting to go crazy on us. And they did. They ran around, climbed on stuff, and I'm pretty sure Sebs figured out how to get into the employees only section of the airport because he mad-dogged the door for like an hour. And someone probably stole something. I don't know who or what, but I bet it happenedThis is when they finally got home. I was super happy. Cecily cried she was so happy. I'm not even kidding. She cried a lot...I didn't. I tried to, but I was just so excited to have someone else take over the children that I had actually already gone to sleep in my brain...

The next day was Thanksgiving, so we ate some food. Here is my proof:That night we all headed down to the basement to have family togetherness. People played poolPeople cuddled with my babyand people played foosball:Where was I, you might ask?Singing my brains out. Seriously, try to pry that mic from my fingers...it ain't happenin. I just love music so much. When my sisters finally did get their own song on, I stood as close as I could and sang right into their ears...and hearts.Proof.
That night, we went shopping. I've never been a Black Friday shopper, but there was a Kitchen Aid at Wal-Mart for $150, so I was all for it. So we went to Wal Mart at Midnight. Then we went to the outlets. Then Target. And at 6 am the next morning, we finally got home. I'm totally a die hard shopper. I figured we saved about $1000 between all of us. We probably spent close to $3000, but still...
Then the next day the boys went golfing. These are just funny pictures, I have no good story to go with it because girls don't golf, they cook...so says my brothers. Or me. I'm not a feminist, so I'm cool with gender rolesCameron blending in with the walls. He had on a whole lot of khakiI told them to be fun and this is what I got. Coleman and Zach must have been delayed. Or in awe. My dad's idea of fun is lifting his arm. Bless his heart.
Anyway, then we came home-it took us 7 hours to get home because again, we love to travel during horrible snowstorms. But again, the kids were great. Luckily they are seasoned travelers, so they're used to that kind of stuff.
I figure I'll throw Alex's birthday in with the rest of this, because it was right after we got home. So as I said before, he turned 28 on Monday. I can't believe it. But when he was growing up his family would make those Happy Birthday banners and hang them on the mantle for the birthday people. Well Alex's little brother's birthday is on December 3rd, so it's only 4 days after Alex. So he always complains that his banner would only last for 4 days, then Jordy would get his up for like 2 weeks. So being the awesome planner that I am, I made this little poster for him at midnight the night before his birthday. I know, I'm great. I think Mindy would approve-right Mindy?It stayed up for a week. Then I was like," Hey boo, it's Christmas's birthday now, so we be decoratin!"
And poor Alex (well, not poor Alex) bought a Mac from his Aunt back in October, so that's all he got for his birthday.And that's his Christmas too, so he better expect it's going to be wrapped again...JK, I gave him a shirt and pants. That he bought for himself in October...so his birthday was awesome. But really, I think he had a good day. Aside from buying every single Christmas present we had to buy that day, so we spent like a million dollars, which he was not too happy about, I think he enjoyed himself. He got himself a pie and everything. He deserved it! So that was our week. I'll post some more stuff in about 5 minutes.