Thank heaven for werewolves!

Believe it or not, but I was actually anxious and excited to see New Moon. Unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity to do the midnight thing, again, but I was able to go with all of my sisters (and a couple of husbands who couldn't miss out on such a fine movie experience.) We got there a bit early just to be safe and took that opportunity to pose with some real men and a poster for Eclipse since the New Moon one was already down.


It was too bad that Erica and Nate got there so late, she missed out on all the fun photos, but let it be known they were there too. As we watched the theatre fill up and our stomachs (well especially Erica and Alesha's) knotted up in anticipation we began to make bets and predictions. I bet there would be a few screams for Edward's first appearance and a ton for Jacob's first chest reveal. SO I was wrong about Edward (maybe this audience was aware that he isn't good looking) but there were tons of "oohs", "aahs", and shrieks when Taylor took off his shirt for the first time, even from the old ladies in front of us. Of course, this cracked us up to no end. Overall, this movie was much better than Twilight. I am grateful for the wolf pack, keeping to my native roots, they were my favorite part. Like expected there were moments of laughter that weren't intended to be and Edward and Bella still bug me, but I liked it enough to see it again. A huge step up from the last film. There just aren't enough comedies out there that also contain a lot of shirtless men! Looking forward to Eclipse since it was my favorite book by far.

P.S. I don't know if you can tell, but our eyes are sort of red in a few pictures but I decided to leave it cause I think it makes us look like the Volturi.

Melia was Alesha's date even though she did not want to get sucked into the Twilight world.

We'll be coming over the mountain...

Due to Jesse having managers training in Spokane this last week, Erica and I and the kids were able to make a trip across the state. We don't have a vehicle big enough, so we rented a SUV, loaded up the kids and our piles of crap and headed out on a cross state adventure. All in all the trip wasn't too bad, kids are kids but french fries fix everything! It was nice for Erica and I to have lots of visiting time with the grandparents, because we haven't had much the last couple of times we were there. I helped grams make chocolates, though with the kids I didn't get much done, saw some of my cousins, and even took the kiddies to chuck e cheese for the first time. By the end, we were ready to get the kids home, and I am sure grams and papa were ready to have their peace and quiet back, but it was a great trip.


The kids in the back, zoned out to a movie. The space in the vehicle definitely made me want one, but I don't think there is one in my immediate future.


Peyton's favorite part of the cheese was skee ball. He loved it so much he assumed any one else playing was doing it for his benefit and going up and taking their balls was completely acceptable. The kids cared nothing for the tickets and they were hanging out of all the machines.

I really wanted peyton to do the whack-a-mole type game but he only cared for about a second, then he was off running again.

We did get Madison to do this ride, even though she doesn't look to be enjoying it here, she actually liked most of it. I couldn't get Peyton near anything ride like, wuss!


Monica and Brady scoping out the scene. Everyone helped out holding Brady and Parker so we could chase our kids around.


The three boys and their papa. They were all born within two months of each other, but the Cameron and Dylan make Peyton seem like he is way younger than them.


I don't know if you can tell, but to recap this picture, Dylan had just "tackled" papa and cameron was on his way to do the same when they felt the need to tackle each other as they passed by. Peyton got pig piled a few times, but since he had no previous experience with it, he wasn't a huge fan.


This is Cameron showing me his muscles, I just thought it was too cute.

Napkin! Napkin!

To insure that our son is a well groomed young man, we have been working on teaching him to clean himself up, especially after meals. Mostly we have been using napkins as our teaching tool. In a way, this has ended up backfiring on us, because now our son is a pansie! Every time he sees something on himself he runs around saying "Nakin, Nakin!" He is helpful when he spills something because he attempts to clean it up, but sometimes he or the mess can't be cleaned. The other day he looked at his knee and noticed a mark. Assuming he could clean it off, he took mom's finger, licked it, and tried to scrub it off. Unfortunately, it was an owie so it could not be removed and this frustrated him to the point of a slight meltdown. Then he promptly pulled his shirt over his knee so he couldn't see it, problem solved. This begs the question, what happened to my adventurous son who played in dirt and didn't care? I guess now he is my son who accidentally paints himself and screams for a napkin!