Tats for Tots

We are thinking of starting a new business called Tats for Tots!
(Tats clearly being short for Tattoos)
We would feature Do-It-Themselves starter kits for your kiddies.
Eden and Noah have been testing the beta version of our product (each of them "did it themselves") and posed for some publicity photos.


What do you think--is it a go?

Coming Along...Slowly, but Slowly!

Yeah, yeah...remodeling's my passion (said with a Brooklyn accent).
We've been working on our deck: tripling the area and getting rid of the moldy green carpet in favor of composite decking. All that's left is the railing, which would be a nice addition since our kids love to play out there while we work. Don't worry, they would only fall 10 feet and die if they plunged over the edge. Gotta' get that railing done! Here's some pictures of the workers for this and another deconstruction project:Noah freakin' loves to eat remodel debris! He loves trying to use Dad's new miter saw and any other tool he can get his little hands on!
Sorry no picts of Eden. She spent almost as much time out on the deck as Mom and Dad, handing us nails (or stealing them for her own purposes) and freaking her padres out by going within three feet of the edge.
Thanks for your help sledging that stem wall, Jeff!

Blue September

I've learned that overly tired two-year-olds have no regard for what is going on in their mom's lives (are all kids like that to their moms--even, say, twenty-eight-year-olds???). In a brief respite from the mayhem of today, Eden had turned on some tunes and I was listening while sorting laundry. When I heard this song, something made me turn it up (LOUD):

Where is the coastguard?
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam, junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life, believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing?)

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up, take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now come down
Let the rain come down

Woah, melodramatic for my little life--I know! Haha! Gotta' not take life too seriously, but you know you've turned up crazy songs before or sat in your car and bawled to them. What songs have been "turn it up" songs for you?

Pictures of the Bambinos!

Here's a few more pictures for the grandmas (and if either of you see an individual picture you want full size, let me know and I'll e-mail it to you):

SILLY KIDS!

Just of few shots of our kids doing what kids do best: causing trouble, being silly, and making us laugh!

SUMMER '09!There are very few days in Bountiful that have you running for shade or for your swimsuit, but occasionally...

BOUNTIFUL PEAK! Some days, you just can't take more of the same (staying home with the kids while Dad's at work or sitting home with the kids while Dad rips up the basement) and so you convince Dad to stay home from work and play--not that I'd ever do that...! We drove up Bountiful Canyon, had a picnic, hiked to some beaver ponds (you can see their lodge), and drove over the mountain and down Farmington Canyon. Such fun!

Question on Comments

What do you think:

Like most people, I love getting comments on the blog, but they do leave me in a bit of a quandary at times. I often want to respond to the comments, particularly if they include questions. But where do you do your responding? Do I respond in another comment on the same post? Or will they never check back for an answer? Do I e-mail the response directly to the person? Or do I go to their blog (if they have one) and leave the response in a comment there?

I'd love to hear what you think!

I love pictures of me (yeah right), but figure no one will look at a post that doesn't include pictures. Eden took this picture of me contemplating the mysteries of the blog universe.

Lick it for Ten

If you haven't watched Late Night with Jimmy Fallon you've probably never heard of the mildly revolting game called "Lick it for Ten" in which audience members lick a random object (like a toaster or a bowl of goldfish) and are rewarded with $10. The slow-motion replay is the worst.
Well, here is our infinitely cuter version of the game:

Contestant 1Contestant 2If you want to send them $10 for their efforts, feel free! :)

Snow Basin

The misery of the drive there with two fairly cranky kids (church'll do that to ya') may have been outweighed by the gorgeousness of Snow Basin and the fun little walk we went on:

LIL' NOAH:
MISS EDEN:
& One More: