Choose your own adventure post.....

I have a few different things I have been wanting to post about...some of them are a little risk-ay....others pretty much the same ole' thing.... If you didn't know already I like the shock factor in things.....You never know what I might say or in what place I might say it...So I thought why not let everyone choose.... You know "rock the vote".....or in other words choose your own adventure....... I do have some family members that say that they can't believe some of the posts I do....well.... here is your chance to stop the more Risk-ay posts....... I will give you 4 post titles to choose from.......and you choose your own Heather adventure.....Make sure you choose right...cause Heaven forbid that a little cousin reads about.....
well, you just choose.......

#1 My bubble or yours baby?
#2 Adjust your headlight girls...... the boys are staring'
#3 You let me know.......When......where... & how.....and I'll be there....Wink ;) Wink;)
#4 Good ole days....(may include photaog's of all of you.....so be for warned)

I will post a voting box on the blog.....and you choose.......You have till Friday pm to vote.......

The Wolfley's Picture day.....

Thanks Sarah for the great picture day!

I cant wait to see the rest! I will highly recomend you to everyone!

Its canning season....

I am so stinking excited...This is my favorite time of the year.....Fresh fruit season. Yummmmm!

I am in love.....with the raspberries....the peaches....all of the fresh fruit. I love that I live in a area that supports canning so much. I just got 4 flats of Raspberries and I have to admit...this pregnancy has already made me a little (more) crazy. I woke up last night 3 am...because I could smell the raspberries (no.... really I could) and I had to eat some....I fought the feeling for ummmmm.... well..... hours.....like every hour on the hour.....finally I caved....busted out the raspberries at 3am and chowed down and went back to bed...and no I did not brush my teeth (whatever, bite me)

I have always wanted to can....But I have always needed a old person...well, you know what I mean...I have needed a Grandma Esther or an aunt Ellen to help me. But what I have found is that it is really not that hard. And pretty much everyone around here does it. I just look in the ward directory and pick out the first old person...and give them a jingle......I like old people REMEMBER....... AND So really??? why would I call my "cute 25 year old neighbor, that can do it better than me".....Duh....call an old person they need your love and plus..... old people tell you stories...good ones......

Last year I had a friend that canned.........................

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYY FREAKKKKKKK!!!!!
So I was just sitting here and a mouse started to run out of my laundry room.......scared the crap out of me.....Not like the giant grand daddy rats in P- town. But still.... I DO NOT HAVE RODENT'S RUNNING AROUND IN MY HOUSE! NOT COOL!

Any how......I had a friend that canned peaches for her first time.....she was so proud and brought me over 2 jars......So I opened the first jar...and they were so good...... But I noticed something about them...they tasted bubbly.....like they were carbonated.....Yummmm......so the next day I ate the whole other jar...NO JOKE.....the whole huge jar..... all by myself....I actually hid them from my kids......

OK I am a little paranoid and I keep looking over my shoulder.....Scared of a little mouse....NO.....scared that it is going to breed and make tiny little babies in my walls!!! yes!!!!OK back to it......

so.....funny thing.....I went to a canning class and I had heard a question about peaches fermenting and being "bubbly"....... it was my neighbor.....so instead of of sounding stupid in front of the "canning professional"....I went over to my neighbor and asked her what she was talking about...and she said if you let the peaches sit for too long (overnight, I think) that they start to ferment......(really..... look it up..."to make wine")

Sooooo..... I decided this year I am fermenting all of my peaches...because they were good.....and I don't mean good...I mean gooooooooood........like you get all giddy good. I have decided that I can always play the "Anne of green gables" card........

"I didn't know it was current wine- I mean peach wine"

Will you believe me?????? as I am guzzling the "peach-juice!" I think I dreamed about it for weeks after wards...I think I actually asked for more......

Don't call me a Lush.....I may be...it runs in the family so Shut-up!

Anyways, this year I am doing turkey too......My sister Annie did turkey for Christmas...last year? or the year before......must have been the year before. Because I was prego and it made it like through the first 2 weeks and then all 20 jars she gave us were gone. I would just sit down with a fork and eat it out of the jar. With this pregnancy its salad and fresh fruit.....I have been eating salad for breakfast for the last week or so.....and raspberries @ 3am.....whatever.
With Gracie it was Bologna and life cereal.....oh and taco bell mild sauce.....I would pull up to taco bell and say "I want 1 bean burrito and could you give me like 50 mild sauces, please....." and I would suck the sauce right out of the package.

Well I don't know how I got so far off the canning subject......anyhow......if you see a good deal on peaches.....tom-toes......apples or just anything yummy and fruity............ you call me! Like those Utah peaches......I hate hell (Utah) ..... but they do have good peaches, darn that devil ! AND If your nice to me AND I like you ( see, you could be nice to me...and I may not like you....so you must have both credits to apply) I might share some with you......But I am keeping all of the "peach juice" for myself.... you'll have to make your own.......

boxers....or briefs????

So He (the boy) prefers boxers.....I wanted to say thanks for all of the helpful hints (even from the people I dont know)...We haven't had any flasher attacks in the last 3 days!!!!

The raspsberries are here so it might be a few days before I post again!!! It will be ok......if you miss me to be bad just comment and I may do you blog just for you...well if I like you....if not you'll have to wait!

So I got a new doo!

My kids took this picture...its the best your going to get....(YOUR MOMMA) But I wanted to show you all my new doo! A little more blonde and shorter...whatcha think? Doesn't really matter..... cause I dig it and think Kami did an awesome job!......Mikes says it too Idaho....Choppy in the back.....But he says it's cute anyway......Being prego I tend to go shorter...then let it grow out through my pregnancy....I guess my hair is a little like me.....When I am pregnant.....my hair is short and so is my attitude! The blond just brings out a whole other side of me......then watch out for the pig tails cause then your in trouble....... And she did my eye-brows....WHAT SHE FAILED TO TELL ME!!!! Was that I was her first eyebrow wax that she has done........AND She did good.....

UNTIL........where she said "this will only hurt for a sec"......My eye-brows already hurting and red from the ripping off of the cloth "thingy".....BUT then she put this glue remover on.... And ummmmmm.......SHE LIED!!!! Because.......ACID was more like it.....I was sure it was burning off my face...... and was now not only red..... BUT bleeding too.

You did good Kami..........Next time just tell me that.... "this is gonna hurt like a mother....&%^&$%" Cause.....its still burning......

ThAnKs KaMi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nothing say's summer quite like a lemonade stand

Nothing says summer like a lemonade stand.....My kids have been begging to have a lemonade stand since summer began. But I have dreaded doing it because I knew how sticky and gross everything and EVERYONE would get. But I did it any way....and I just hose them down afterwards..... We made the sign and they sold (yah right...they gave it to everyone) for 25 cents a cup.....But I think I lost money on the deal......It was kool aid......so the kids were on a little sugar buzz.......

They were sticky, buzzing and dirty..... But they had a blast....they each made $2.00....Not bad considering they drink more than half of there profit!... I made them pay tithing...and I was tempted to make them pay taxes...but then really what would they have left.

A few of my favorites.....

I have a friend...(really) that has a blog (bet you didn't know that) and her sister has a blog.... (wow....who woulda thought) Wel...l I think it's her sister....they write in all code names.....sorta confusing.....anyways.... she does a post every Friday called Friday fav's.....
Its pretty neat and it shows you some cool things for around the house or whatever....I thought I might do a favorite's post....Once.... not every Friday cause I would run out of favorite things to write about I am sure....

So Here we go in particular order.....

#1 Clorox clean wipes.....I have one in each of the bathrooms and one in the kitchen. These have helped me keep my sanity with potty training. When I get a mess....Its right there..it kills 99.9% of bacteria and the flu virus. AND I CAN THROUGH IT AWAY! I make my kids was doors, chairs, the sink and so much more with these.....I love them. At first I thought what a waste of money....till I bought them.....now I have to have them.....


#2 wet jet swifter swifer.....Any of you that know me I mean really know me....Know I hate to clean my floors......I HATE MY HARDWOODS!!!! (funny being that mike is a hardwood floor guy) I want tile.....But since that is not high on our priority list......I have to clean them.....every day.....3 times a day.....NO JOKE! after every meal......Most days I just gave up.....My floor after 2 days of that looked like I never cleaned it! But now I just pop out the swifter and clean up the mess throw away the "thingy".... hang it up and I am done.....So much easier than getting out the mop, filling up the bucket.....Love it....

#3 Is actually a website...... Its called menu's for moms http://www.menus4moms.com/
They send you a menu each week and a grocery list PLUS recipes....I am a huge recipe person and I love to try new things...My kids are not picky and eat pretty much whatever. So this has been great for me....They also have a cleaning schedule that they send to you and it tells you what you should focus on each day! I have tried the food and it has been really kid friendly, great tasting, easy and the shopping list is nice.Mainly so you don't spend too much money going back and forth to the store.
Here is a sample Menu..... and if you don't like the foods...just switch things around. Incorporate a meal that you know your kids will like!
Monday
Ranch Chicken
Squash Casserole
Bacon Ranch Green Beans

Tuesday
Tex-Mex Pasta Skillet
Mexican Salad
Cornbread

Wednesday
Quiche
Buttermilk Biscuits
Grapes

Thursday
Chicken Enchiladas
Spanish Rice
Leftover Mexican Salad

Friday
Hawaiian Pizza
Cinnamon Sticks

#4 Kaboom toilet bowl cleaner......All I have to say is wow...It really works. We have hard water....I mean like concrete water.....You hook it up inside of your toilet and KABOOM its clean! Love it!

#5

I have more..... I am sure ....I will add to it as I remember...check back.....I need to run!

The flasher....

I should have known it.....I thought this potty training thing was going so well......My son has developed a hate for underwear......To put it bluntly....He is a free baller.....You know he likes his boys to hang.....

What do I do? He has started to protest and not wanting to wear underwear. AND the worst of it all he just whips it out and shows people.....YES!!!!! RANDOM PEOPLE!!!!

I went outside yesterday to him showing a bunch of neighbor kids....."look what I can do"

I have given him the talk......

Me: "Brodie, your "junkie" is not for everyone to see.....it's private.....you use it for potty and that is all"

Brodie: but why Mommy.....

Me: Because it is not appropriate

Brodie: But why it not approooproatttt

Me: It is just not, you cant flash people, Keep your "junkie" in your pants..... DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

Brodie: I understannddd

Next thing I know he is standing at the door (a glass door) Pressing it against the door. Laughing.......

Really??????

At bedtime he came up the stairs and he did not have any underwear on....

I said

Me: where are you pants?

Brodie: down stairs....

Me: well.... why are they off?

Brodie: me paying wit it

Me: play in wit what?...(me ,quickly realizing that I did not want to know) NO NO NO I do not want to know! Just get your underwear on and don't touch it....anymore.....

his reply as he was returning to his room.......

Brodie: Me goooonnnaaaaa

Really I thought that this was something I had to deal with at like age 12...NOT 3!

Soooooo........I am thinking about trying boxers......and duct tape? any suggestions?????

Your mission......

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, and you should!

Here are the directions:
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! This can be about me or mike or about both of us!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my blog's comments.

Happy Birthday Craiglet!

Do you know how I got that name? Does your Mom call you that????....do you realize that it sounds just like the word Piglet? like the fictional cartoonage of Winnie the Pooh.....
And if not.....I have been calling you a little pig.....and that is not very nice......your not a pig.......you can be a pig.......But your not......your a nice boy....well.........sometimes....when I like you.......other times...........not so much........But Julianna has made you a better boy......Not a good boy still .......just a better.....more....... normal boy......

Did you get that? Mike and I say Happy Birthday..... How old are you now? Old right? whatever old man!........I hope you have a good day and a happy birthday!

I just thought I'd add a few things not to do on your birthday....

Don't go out with your boys and barf all over them...Not a good idea.....

(Stay at home with your wife a Snuggle)

Or sleep in your friends bed.............Bad and gross...very gross.....
No matter how much money your friends pay you...Dressing up like spider-man.... never a good idea.....Even on your Birthday!

Or a bunny...... You may look furry, cuddly and pink...but the chicks...won't dig it!

Well....... she will....Wink...;) Wink ;)
Have a great birthday! We love ya!

Yes.....

Yes........to all of those that have guessed it...#5......is currently under production........I don't really need congratulations (we have done that with 4 already).......just nod your head and say....."it will be OK".........or nothing at all....hum.....I am not sure what would be better......

AND Just so there is no name thiefing...(NANCY) if it is a girl it will be Emmaline and a boy will be Ben.

Pray for a girl.....

A day in the life of........

So here is quiet time......the kids quietly watching a movie.....sitting in there "Idaho lazy boys" I thought it was so cute and maybe something that I could blog about...But it turned into a day in my not so normal life......
Hannah got upset because early Brodie had "stolen her lazy boy" and she moved to the couch.....so she was not in the picture......so here is the re-take. Oh sister love.....
So then I took a picture of just the girls.........cute...but to which Brodie started to scream.......AND WHATS THE RULE IN MY HOUSE WHEN YOU SCREAM???????????
Naughty screaming little boys get......................
Duct tape!
Note: you may not know me......(ask yourself why you are reading my blog?) But you might think this is cruel and unusual punishment......well the usual punishment have not worked.....so to here we are.....and if you still think that I am a horrible parent for doing this I invite you to come and stay with us......just for a few days........I guarantee that you to would start thinking of new ways to correct your children.......

Its always of the boy......I know but just listen.......

I hope you too have a boy like this.......I know a few of those parents that have only boys...... they don't know all of the pain and suffering that they are going through. Girls are so much easyier.....really.....Oh yes there is the drama....the screaming.....the dreaded princesses.......BUT THEY ARE SO MUCH EASIER.

I know that I always post pictures of the boy...but really....... seriously....He is my...one....you know the one that makes you crazy! This is why.....if he is not running around screaming.....he is stuck in something...(last pictures being the toy-let)

For a while I felt bad for him like his sisters tortured him so much that.....It was not really his fault. BUT I have come to the conclusion that it is his fault! Because he is a boy...he brings it upon his self!! At one time I felt bad for Mike and Craig.....But then I was treated like a sister. I know now...... what Sister are treated like...and what ever hell and brimstone Nancy brought upon you two.......is nothing that can measure up to the hell, brimstone, damnation and fire you two did to your sister. But you say there is only one of him and three of them.......he is 4 wrapped up in himself.....so the girls are facing a losing battle!

And let me tell you the apple does not fall to far for the tree.......Just let Nancy and Craig tell you....

OH and BTW, the hole "nature".....poop on a stick........Just recently happened to my girls....but there was flinging.....and it wasn't dog crap.......I did not take pictures...this as one for the scrapbooks that I'd rather leave out!

Do You remember that test?

Do you rember that test I was gonna take? Yah you know a few posts back........HUMMMMMMM.................YAHHHHHHHH WELLLLLLLL.......



HUM...........................................

It official.....the boy is.....................

Potty trained......

So Its true......Brodie is potty trained........wearing big boy underware and everything.......They are so cute..........little tidy whitey's........his little tiny butt.....all white........and cute.............

Someone should have told me long ago that all I had to do was teach him to pee on a tree....and he would potty train himself.....I would have done it a year ago.

Last week I went to the park with a friend. I asked Brodie if he wanted to pee on a tree.....he was all for it! After that he has wanted to go pee and poop in only the toilet, or to water a tree.

These pictures are the day that he fell into the toilet and found that when he toot's in the water..... it makes noise. So I to put him in the bath tub to get him washed off, ONLY to find him back in the toilet doing the same thing again.

All day he told people that he can blow bubbles in the water. I did not tell them what water he was talking about!

This is why I keep her around.....

I have a friend...she is a good friend......And pretty much anytime I am feeling sorry for myself, She emails me or writes something great on her blog that makes me feel.... well, not so bad! Anytime and every time she just knows how to cheer me up! She may not even know that I am feeling bad........and there she is, making me laugh.

It's funny cause we were in a presidency together and got to be friends. She broke the news to me that they were moving and we were really upset because it is rare to find those kind of couples that you can get along with both the husband and the wife! And the Turners are one of those couple for us!

She has sorta stuck with me....even through all of my harassing emails (where the crap are you? write me back NOW!!! sorta letters) and we have stayed in contact for the last.....well..... how ever long that she has lived in Hell #2 (Arizona, Utah being #1) I appreciate her friendship and the laughs! I am glad to have you as a friend.....Someday we will get you down here!



Here is a post from her blog, in response to my blog post......(that was sorta confusing)



My friend Heather has had a string of bad luck lately and said she's sick and tired of reading every one's "happy, happy good news blogs" and she wants to hear that crap is happening to other people too. So here goes, Heather.



This blog's for you...



"I cannot write my blog today,"

said little Mindy Ann Bidae.

I'm covered head to toe in puke

And diarrhea poo of Duke.

I spent last night in ICU

With a sickly kid, thus the spew.

The doctor said soon she'd be fine,

And "about the bill, try not to whine".

I need a shower something bad

And that just brings me to my lad...

The boy's a terror, thru and thru

He hits and kicks and bites me too.

School clothes, supplies it's time to buy.

I think I'll have to hock my eye

Is there a market for eyeballs?

I think so, they're for use in dolls.

Oh and the car is in the shop.

Like I have an extra GRAND to drop.

And let's not forget the gas cost too.

That spikes each time Iran goes "Boo".

Taxes, groceries, electric bills,

I think I need my "happy pills"

"What's for dinner? What's for lunch?"

I'm feeding the freaking Brady Bunch.

Except on that show they had a maid.

I'd have one too, but they have to be paid.

I want an Alice to cook for me

And wash the clothes and clean up pee.

And wash the windows and the floors

Wipe down banisters and doors.

Dust the piano, wash the dog.

So I can sit and write my blog.

Run the errands, pay the bills,

Suck the flies from the window sills.

Vacuum upstairs, chat with moms.

Clean up Harry's "dirty bombs".

There's so much I would have her do.

So I could sit and write to you.

But life's a b%$#@* and then we die

Oh, great! For that one I will fry.

So here's my grumpy, gripey post.

It's more a downer than are most.

There is one thing that cheers me up,

One thought that makes me perk right up.

It could be worse than it is now.

I shudder to think of how...

Much worse I'd feel if it were true...

At least I'm not PREGNANT, pheeuw!!!


Just so you know....... you have now made me so paranoid and I am going and taking a pregnancy test.....Love you Turner's!!!!! Thanks for all of the fun!

Duct tape.....

I learned a trick from a sister of mine....Its called duct tape. As you all know I have a boy....who screams like a girl. I have been at a loss with what to do about the screaming. I have tried so many different things.....Tabasco, horseradish, timeout, slapping, spanking, nap time, and list goes on......


I was talking with my sister Nancy and she said well when my kids scream like that I just POP then in the mouth....YES...............I have tried that...... to which it totally back fired. "The boy" started to walk up to Esther and slap her in the mouth anytime she made a noise (any noise, In walmart....or in sacrament). So I stopped the slapping.


As I also said I have been watching kids.....Cooper (eating his favorite pass-time)
Brodie has now taught Hayden-2 (in this picture he is in time out)to scream and also Esther to scream. So I have a house full of screaming. Duct tape is no longer a idle threat.....It is something that happens to you if you scream. These 2 boys together are trouble...so much trouble that I can't handle it. So last week when I was trying to blog...there was screaming and I said one more scream and the duct tape is coming out. Well, Hayden screamed......and what I didn't know was that Brodie knew where the duct tape was. I heard scream and came running.....Brodie had him pined down, with the duct tape out, saying "My mom said no screaming(as he is screaming) or dah duct tap comed out!" He had managed to get the tape off the roll but it was still attached. He had just stuck the first piece to Hayden's mouth. I diffused the situation. Here is Brodie in timeout

He looks really upset......My timeout spots were full and this was all of the corners I had left. As of Friday I have resigned. The kids beat me.......the 2 boys sent me over the edge. They are good kids.....its just 6 under six...can send you to the loony bin faster than I expected!

Here are some pictures from this morning.....Brodie was in Hayden's way..... so he bit Brodie.

Brodie wasn't so happy about this whole situation......so he surprised attacked Hayden and pushed him off of the toilet while he was trying to go pee. Yeah..... for me....Little boy pee everywhere......

OK, Officially~ I don't like kids!.....But I love them all at the same time!

Getting older....

I hear women talk all the time about getting older.......and surgically fixing their selves. On our drive through Utah I was noticing all of the billboards for lipo-suck-tion, skin peals, no cut face lifts and tons of others. This has been on my mind alot lately.

On Saturday I was sitting in the Temple..........doing as I love to do....... looking at every ones hands. I love old people, cute, white haired, old people. I am not sure what my fascination is with them, it sorta boarders on weired.....But what do you expect from me right? So going to the temple for me is great.....I get to sit next to them, talk to them and who knows maybe they will tell me a story or two. I think that its their history that I love. They are a walking, talking, history book, full of information, helps and hints.

For a while, well....... while in Portland.......my old people fetish was ruined by a cute little old man........ I would see him ride his bike or drive up and down the same street.....82nd. I just thougt he was lonley and had nothing better to do.......Then one day he turned into a dirty little old man. I figured out why he was driving up and down the same street.......I saw him picking up a prostitute on 82nd. After that my thoughts of little old men had been sorta smashed......

Old people in Idaho are so cute.....the men wear overalls, and are true farmers, that learned it from there fathers and grandfathers. The women are tiny, great at gardening and can grown anything in a rock bed. They seem so hard working...

and by their hands you can tell. Wrinkled, freckled, tough ........ but at the same time, soft and gentle.

We have been going to the temple alot lately and I have been Hand watching. I love to see peoples hands.....I Love to look at the person and try to tell if they are a gardener, a farmer, a mother, career minded or just a pampered person. Everyone in the temple looks the same clothing wise.......so thier hands are the best way to tell what the person is like. I still have baby hands and I often wonder what that means....or what people see of me when they see my hands. I am excited to have wrinkly hands, I want freckles and vanes that pop out. For me it just seems like a right of passage. Something that happens....so why fight it.

I don't wear alot of makeup and I am far from a high maintenance kinda gal. I like to wear casual clothes...comfortable ones..... and My shoes must be the same. You Will not catch me wearing high heals......the closes thing that I own to dress shoes is my sandals....and those stupid shoes that Nancy made me get for her wedding. (Yes I still have them...........and the dress). What I am trying to say is that I am comfortable with myself.....maybe not the extra 20 pounds I am carrying around. But I don't think the way to solve it is to go and change your self because of what others think about you.....its how you feel about yourself. I am looking forward to be old wrinkly and to have my right of passage.

Those Wrinkled Hands

by Sarah Berthelson

I saw those wrinkled hands the first time today

Thinking how often they were folded to pray Asking God's guidance to guide the way

Those wrinkled hands

Seems like just yesterday they changed the diaper For three little boys

They were not wrinkled then, just smooth and soft

Wiping a tear from their eyes to show great love

Placing a band aid on a wounded knee

Those wrinkled hands

The tender touch to those that was so loved

The hands were beautiful, young and fair

Took for granted that they would always be there

Those wrinkled hands

God had guided those hands to do many things for Him

To cook the food, clean the house, to weed the yard

IT was often for others you see

The hands were strong not a concern at all

Those wrinkled hands

Today as I looked into my lap I saw knurled and wrinkled hands

It was a surprise to me as I could not believe

They were not there yesterday or were they

The biggest shock of all was

Those wrinkled hands belonged to me

Sarah Berthelson

you missed me didn't you?

I know you have been checking my blog.....with excitement...and the anticipation that ..... I...... might say something....stupid....but you know it...... is oh... so..... funnnnnnny.......you had hoped to read about me making fool of myself, or about me looseing a child in Walmart and spelling everything wrong while doing it! DIDNT YOU!!!! man up.... you did.... yes.....

AND OOOOOooooo........ lately you just haven't been getting your Heather fix......Have you been missing me? I knew it......

Well.......Things have been stressful! I stopped babysitting, (yah!!!!) only to start again(blah....)But this time they are 7 months and 2 years.....no really.....I want..... to shoot myself.......in the foot......They are good kids....it is just alot......more noise.....I have started to duct tape (that will be my next blog post)

So I have been a little stressed. OOHHHH thanks for the prayers and the blessings.....but REALLY what I need right now....is MONEY..cold, hard, paper cash. Do you have any that.... you might like to send my way?..... I'd settle for a good job.....and money(paper)......and some oreo's dipped in peanut butter.....WAIT I HAVE PEANUT M&MS IN MY PURSE! HOLD.....................................................lalalalallalalalala

ohhhh okkk........... where was I........I dont know.......things will be fine....I just had thought that things come in 3's.......WHO TOLD ME THAT!!!! YOU!!! Oh man..... your in trouble.....Because I just hit 4...what do you have to say now? Give me false hopes that the run of bad luck was over!! I hope you step in crap tommorrow! No....Not really......well.....I just hope a bird poops on your window....I dont want to hear about good things happening to you.....I need some "this really sucked" blogs too read.....I want.....I need.....(just do it, damn-it) a this sucked story......I am waiting......

Oh and nancy....I am sooooo very proud of you for starting a blog. I mean writing on the blog that I started for you!!! :) ......Its like my little blogger is growing up..... Now start writing......

Rigby Lake

This is what I love about summer.....going to rigby lake. It is so nice to have it so close and so fun! I packed up all of the kids and took them down to the lake! Including Billie's kids Bleak and christian. AND of course I brought my trusty babysitter.....Brenda! She is great! It is so nice to have an extra pair of hands.
I was taking this picture of Brodie when all of the suddena a wave came and flipped him over and he was bobbing head first in the water! so this was the last picture I could take without him screaming. We grabbed lunch and spent a few hours at the lake and we had so much fun!
Hannah looks like a little hawaiian girl! so is so tan and so blonde!
Yes in this picture he is screaming.....I just caught him with his mouth closed.Gracie and bleak.....I think played in the sand more than in the water......It was a bit chilly

Here is christian....really I dont know how his family can afford to feed him......He had 2 hamburgers and chicken nuggets. The he went and begged from all of the little kids for more!Dang that baby is cute! if you guys want to come to lake and join us! We'll have fun!!!!!!

Our first soccer Game!!!!

Hello my name is Heather and I need to be put in a insane asylum........I am coaching soccer. They are 4 girls and 7 boys. (of which all make me feel better about Brodie, that he is not as broken as Craig thinks)Here are some pictures of our first game.....Do I play soccer? Do I know soccer rules? Do I like children? NONONONONONONONONONO! I have played before I was on a team in high school...but found that boys are more important. I played when I was younger....But I am pretty sure that I sucked. They called and asked and I was sure they were joking.....I mean have you see me run?????I said yes....Because I am stupid! And So they ordered my coaches shirt for my friend Jen.....the assitant coach/team mom! The coach last year! Let me show you a picture of this tiny little momma.......So to say the least its a bit snug on me!These kids did so great! For there first game and with coach that isn't so sure about anything! This year I am passing out patches......small little soccer balls that go on their shirts. For different things like MVP, defence, turn arounds, team spirit. It is a hit the kids are really looking forward to their patches at the end of the game.
I find that the kids are just walking off the field when they are tired, so it gets a bit difficult to tell where everyone is.
The kids have been really aggressive this year! (which is good!) Last year everyone was very timid. Zach (billies son refereed the game for us, he did great)
Here is Grace at the end of the game! Everyone was really tired.....but they stuck through to the end!
I am not sure if we won or lost! There was too much excitement.....But really it does not matter....we are there for the fun!

My big 3 year old!!

For Brodie's Birthday this year we were in Utah. He got to have all of his cousins and aunts and uncles there for his big day. You know the big 3. Aunt Annie or as my kids call her aunt Anncy,(a combination of aunt Annie and aunt Nancy names).......Well anyways, Annie was kind enough to let all of the Wolfley siblings invade her house and have a BBQ.

It was a great time getting to hang out with everyone, play a little pool (Heathers rules), play a few games (its not cheating, its helping...) and just hang out, Well OK..... tease the brothers in laws like crazy. Everyone brought great food...and well I think we had fun.... huh?

I made Brodie a construction cake (thanks nan for the Idea) He was way excited and he liked it......NO....... he really liked it. (I told you that his favorite was lemon! AND UMMMM really chocolate and lemon.......you sick-o !!!) He got a new guuuunnnn.....NOTE: so you don't think I am a mean parent and only got him a 4$ guuuuunnnnnn. I got him a $80 bike a few months past.....and he liked the 4 $ Guuuunnnnn......as much as his $80 bike. OH, he did get 2 wasps stings, one to his lip and the other on his arm. I figured that this year I would not dish out the birthday spankings.......Poor boy.....he took it like a man, sucked it up and then started to run around and play like nothing ever happened. My tough 3 year old!

So every time it is a child's birthday I forget my camera.....I bought a disposable this time...but I have yet to get it developed. So it maybe a while before you see any pictures.

What can I say about my big 3 year old? Well most of the time I don't have to many good things to say about "the boy"....of which I do feel bad about....But really he is a tough kid for me.....he is different and does not act like any of my other kids.....He is a boy....I know..... duh.....But boys are different sort of creatures. I don't fully understand them or do I think that I ever will. Brodie is a sweet boy, when he is not jumping off a 6ft fence and running around screaming like someone just chopped off his toes. AND to say the least, he is very kind to his little sister Esther, when he is not hugging her so tight that he might pop her head off. You just have to remind him to be gentle, he starting (I SAID STARTING) to learn that with girls you must be softer. He shares well, for his birthday Brenda (our babysitter) got him a pack of star burst and a "cars" lightening McQueen toy. I think he maybe got a whole 3 star burst and he was happy sharing the rest. He has a sweet sole.....he means well.......he just likes to scream.........

BUT!!!! this last week he learned to pee standing up (watering trees) and he is now is almost diaper free!!!!!ya!!! I might like 3!!!! Better than 2!!!!!

Happy birthday Brodie!!!! We love you!!!!

4th

I emailed Craig and said we were coming down......Invading their 4Th (its always good to inform people at least a day before you do that).......they were kind enough to let us stay with them.....

Craig said...."on the 4Th we go up to a golf course and watch the fireworks".......he said it so, ho hum....that I thought nothing of it.....Like.... they go up there and watch the fireworks from a secluded spot and just hang out......alone......

Holy cow.....I was shocked......tons of people.....not bad tons of people....Just more than I thought! It was a really neat set up. Firework right on the golf course. AND our seats.....were like 500ft away from them. It was really neat! The kids had fun running around.....He is a picture of Gracie trying to win some cash from her cousins. My little card shark!

I can just hear what she is saying in this picture....."NO....NO....NO....you've got to fannie up......NO...... CANDY WILL NOT WORK HERE....cash only..... AND ummmm.... dont you know how to hold your cards......you hold them so I can see them at all times!" Mother like daughter....
Here is Hannah, the card sharks body guard.....beating up the cousins
Here is me doing nothing about it......."stop...no........OK......whatever..."
It was really nice of Julianna's family to let us intrude......they gave our kids bracelets and necklaces......they loved them......and then they threw them at everyone......No one was safe Or they just whipped you with it.....look at Hannah....."take a picture of me....I'll whip you"Here is mike....getting whipped.....sitting on someone........Child abuse...no those are handle's.....Really didn't you know that is why those are there......they are to wrangle those runaway children.......OK...... really this is a super cute picture............. You guys are so cute..........Julianna and the girls are really cute in this picture.......But Craig.....it sorta looks like something hurts? Are yah doin' ok in this picture?
Happy 4Th! Thanks for letting us hang out we had a blast! We are almost all recovered from our burns.....wanna invite us next year? You have a year to think about it!