Or we just have big families:-) I under-ordered our Christmas cards and after parents and siblings, there weren't very many left to send out. So I'm posting it here for all of our friends who didn't get a personal copy. Enjoy the post and a big fat SORRY from us. (P.S. Zach, the perpetually laid-back, is actually looking quite stressed beside me as we watch the Las Vegas bowl and BYU is leading 17-16, but UCLA's got the ball and there's 5 minutes left. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!)
A Year in Review-The Best of our Top Ten 2007
If you are one of the lucky ones who read our Top Tens each month, you may politely skip down to number one. If you aren’t, shame, SHAME on you. Kidding, I’m kidding. Enjoy.
January: After creating a family rules chart, Kye had an epiphany while in bed later that night and came out yelling, “I thought of a new family rule! No puking in bed!” Then he went to sleep. A great rule, but a little tough to enforce, if you ask me.
February: The Hulk lives. . . apparently at our house. Lucy and Kye were making a volcano—you know with baking soda, dish detergent, water, vinegar, and a LOT of food coloring. No idea what I was doing at the time. Isaac decided to help and viola! He dyed his hands, face, arms and hair green.
March: Our favorite new car pastime of doing riddles. Here was my favorite:
Zach: What has ears but cannot hear?
Kye: Hmmmmm, I just don’t know. I forgive up.
Lucy: (Snort) Dad, that is soooooooo easy. It’s Hannah and Sarah and Justin. (True, true, but we were actually looking for “corn.”)
April: Kye: Mom, did you know that your food goes in your mouth, down your neck, into your stomach, down one leg, back up the other, and out your bum? (No, I did NOT know that!)
May: Lucy speak —“poisonberry” jam, milk comes from a cow’s “gutter,” and Mt. Saint Helen’s had a “hunormous interruption.”
Summer: Travel time—to San Francisco by myself with the kids, to San Diego with Zach’s family, and to South Dakota for relaxation and fun at the Fesler Family Farm.
July: Kye’s amazing discovery for the purpose of sign language: “Mom, here’s how you talk with your hands . . . “ (he signed, “I love you”). “That’s in case you don’t have a mouth . . . or if your face is on your back.” Yes, yes . . . not to mention the convenience for the Deaf, including his own cousins.
August: Kye’s inexcusable lack of correct vocabulary when it comes to sports. He and friend James were playing “basketshoot” in James’s driveway. “Look, mom!” he said. “I’m getting a hole in one! Darn it! I guess I’ll have to get a hole in two.” Zach should be appalled . . . APPALLED, I tell you.
September: The arrival of Adam Delwyn Bradshaw 3½ weeks early. 6 lbs. 1 oz., 17 inches long—hardly any hair, Sarah’s chin and Zach’s nose. Welcome, Adam . . . we are blessed to have you in our home.
October: Zach: Does anyone know what Moroni did with the plates after he wrote in them?
Isaac: I know! I know! He frowed ‘em away.
(Note to self—tell Isaac the story of Moroni—again.)
November: Adam’s new nickname (borrowed from The King of Queens): Fatty Mcbutter Pants. He's now 2 times his birth weight. One day I told someone to look at his cute chin and her response was, “Which one?” Yep, that fat.
December: The best of all—gaining a greater testimony of our Heavenly Father’s love for each of us. As we have made a better effort to recognize our blessings every day, we have felt that divine love in a powerful way. We count each of you as one of the blessings in our lives and we joyfully recognize the Savior’s birth, life, death and resurrection as the greatest of all blessings.
Merry Christmas. Love to you all!
If you are one of the lucky ones who read our Top Tens each month, you may politely skip down to number one. If you aren’t, shame, SHAME on you. Kidding, I’m kidding. Enjoy.
January: After creating a family rules chart, Kye had an epiphany while in bed later that night and came out yelling, “I thought of a new family rule! No puking in bed!” Then he went to sleep. A great rule, but a little tough to enforce, if you ask me.
February: The Hulk lives. . . apparently at our house. Lucy and Kye were making a volcano—you know with baking soda, dish detergent, water, vinegar, and a LOT of food coloring. No idea what I was doing at the time. Isaac decided to help and viola! He dyed his hands, face, arms and hair green.
March: Our favorite new car pastime of doing riddles. Here was my favorite:
Zach: What has ears but cannot hear?
Kye: Hmmmmm, I just don’t know. I forgive up.
Lucy: (Snort) Dad, that is soooooooo easy. It’s Hannah and Sarah and Justin. (True, true, but we were actually looking for “corn.”)
April: Kye: Mom, did you know that your food goes in your mouth, down your neck, into your stomach, down one leg, back up the other, and out your bum? (No, I did NOT know that!)
May: Lucy speak —“poisonberry” jam, milk comes from a cow’s “gutter,” and Mt. Saint Helen’s had a “hunormous interruption.”
Summer: Travel time—to San Francisco by myself with the kids, to San Diego with Zach’s family, and to South Dakota for relaxation and fun at the Fesler Family Farm.
July: Kye’s amazing discovery for the purpose of sign language: “Mom, here’s how you talk with your hands . . . “ (he signed, “I love you”). “That’s in case you don’t have a mouth . . . or if your face is on your back.” Yes, yes . . . not to mention the convenience for the Deaf, including his own cousins.
August: Kye’s inexcusable lack of correct vocabulary when it comes to sports. He and friend James were playing “basketshoot” in James’s driveway. “Look, mom!” he said. “I’m getting a hole in one! Darn it! I guess I’ll have to get a hole in two.” Zach should be appalled . . . APPALLED, I tell you.
September: The arrival of Adam Delwyn Bradshaw 3½ weeks early. 6 lbs. 1 oz., 17 inches long—hardly any hair, Sarah’s chin and Zach’s nose. Welcome, Adam . . . we are blessed to have you in our home.
October: Zach: Does anyone know what Moroni did with the plates after he wrote in them?
Isaac: I know! I know! He frowed ‘em away.
(Note to self—tell Isaac the story of Moroni—again.)
November: Adam’s new nickname (borrowed from The King of Queens): Fatty Mcbutter Pants. He's now 2 times his birth weight. One day I told someone to look at his cute chin and her response was, “Which one?” Yep, that fat.
December: The best of all—gaining a greater testimony of our Heavenly Father’s love for each of us. As we have made a better effort to recognize our blessings every day, we have felt that divine love in a powerful way. We count each of you as one of the blessings in our lives and we joyfully recognize the Savior’s birth, life, death and resurrection as the greatest of all blessings.
Merry Christmas. Love to you all!
1 comments:
i read your top tep every month but i laughed again! your kids are sooo funny. see you soon!
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