For those of you who thought I was kidding about the BANGS....

I WASN'T!!!!

3 years old

4 years old

Kindergarten
1st grade
2nd grade- WOW they just stepped up a notch!
3rd grade

4th grade-the wave

5th grade

6th grade-by this time I'm thinking they had a mind of their own!!!

7th grade
8th grade

9th grade-had to do makeover pictures for dance...lovely absolutely lovely! No wonder my mom couldn't recognize me when she came to pick me up!
10th grade-when I discovered my neck was like a giraffe. Probably thought the bangs could hide that too!

11th grade-between my bangs and my sleeves I'm pretty sure Bowdy wasn't seen all night!!!!

12th grade-Seriously? Seriously??

And then Daniel came into my life and suggested I do my hair like Britney Spears. Molly stepped in, the fabulous friend she is and helped me with this new do...thank you both.Once again I apologize for the bangs!

This is for you Fig....

Since I KNOW how much you love Edward!!!

Confessions of my youth...

With permission I stole this idea from my sisters friend Lindy. It feels good to get it all out, go ahead and try it, I dare you!

Dear Kristi: I'm sorry I always lied to trick you into smelling my stinky feet.

Dear Beau Hancock: I'm sorry that I chased you around the playground so much in Elementary School that you just started staying inside during recess.

Dear Mrs. Frank: I'm sorry that I cheated on that one spelling test in 1st grade, I swear I never did it again.

Dear Talent Show Judges: I'm sorry that my mom let me sing for you, I'm not sure why she didn't just tell me it wasn't a talent of mine!

Dear Mrs. Mortensen: I'm sorry that I lied to you about the gum that you stepped on in 4th grade, it really was mine.

Dear Cody Littlefield: I'm sorry that I dedicated the song "Lonesome Loser" to you in the 6th grade.

Dear Orem Neighbors: I'm sorry that I ate all of your Velveeta cheese slices every time I babysat for you.

Dear Mr. Stumpfy: I'm sorry that my friends and I followed you around Timpview and made fun of you.

Dear Jolly Orange Giant: I'm sorry that my friends and I followed you around Timpview and made fun of you.

Dear Nate Cooper: I'm sorry that my friends Kristen and Nikki had crushes on you and I was always involved in the stalking of you somehow. Oh, and I'm sorry that I always made fun of the size of your head!

Dear Timpview Student Body of 1994: I'm sorry that you had to watch me and Nikki Winterton jump in garbage cans in the commons area and laugh until we peed our pants.
We really didn't think there was anything wrong with that!

Dear: TR Gourley, Brandon Okey, John Kearl and any other guy I was in love with my Freshman year of High School, I AM SO SORRY! I know I was such a freak!

and...

Dear Daniel a.k.a Wheetie: I'm so sorry I took pictures of you underneath the basket, made up cheers for you and actually said them out loud, saved you seats on the bus and embarrassed the heck out of you in front of your teammates. I'm glad it all paid off!

Dear Rob Nash: I'm sorry I broke up with you in 10th grade
because you were too short. It wasn't your fault.

Dear Mr. Valora: I'm sorry that you felt so inclined to call the cops on us when we were stalking Brett Engeman in our snow suits on Timpview property during the Valentine's Day Dance.

Dear Teachers at Timpview: I'm sorry that I used "talking to my dad" as an excuse to get out of your class when I was bored stiff. Oh and I'm sorry that I called half of you creepy old perverts.

Dear Bowdy Gardner: I'm sorry that I tooted in your face twice in the same night. I told you not to tickle me.

Dear Poor Old Jack Rabbits: I'm sorry that I let Bowdy and his brothers talk me into kicking you after they had already shot you. That wasn't nice or necessary but it really was one of the funnest things I have ever done!

Dear snotty Roosevelt girls (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE and I'm pretty sure none of you read my blog): I'm sorry that I dated the cutest guy in your High School. I know most of you thought you had a chance with him... but more importantly I'm sorry that April and I trashed your cars with a bunch of sick crap.

Dear Roosevelt people who did nothing else but drag Main Street: I'm sorry if you ever got a handful of sticky spaghetti thrown into your open window, we were just really bored.

Dear Jessie Woolley (Richards): I'm sorry that I let stupid rumors ruin our friendship for almost 2 years. I hate that that happened and I love you.

Dear Chris Morgan: I'm sorry that I didn't talk to you for like a month after you pinched my butt our Senior year!

Dear Cheer Squad: I'm sorry I was such a wuss about tumbling. And I'm sure that I contributed some towards the "Phantom Farter" but it wasn't all me.

Dear Josh Covey: I'm sorry that I totally shut you down when you tried to make out with me. That was an awkward drive home wasn't it???

Dear Charlie Jenkins: I'm sorry that I paid someone to throw a pie in your face at Ricks. Oh, and I'm sorry I nicknamed you Chester the Molester.

Dear Roomates at Ricks: I'm sorry that you had to watch me gain 40 pounds over a couple of months and I'm sorry if I ate anything that was yours!

Dear fellow EFY counselors: I'm sorry if my girls came and told you that you needed to marry me. I swear I had nothing to do with it! Oh and I'm sorry if I squeeze breezed you in the face when you weren't expecting it.

Dear Everyone: I'm sorry that I had bangs for the majority of my life. In my defense I was from Roosevelt, I thought I had a big forehead and I didn't get the memo that bangs weren't cool anymore!

Baby Bump...

I'm 24 weeks today!!!

Here's a quick story....So we are in Utah and I put on my snow pants, snow pants people, those are like glorified overalls if you will! I couldn't get them to velcro or buckle. I said to my sister, "Dang, I swear I bought the mediums in these instead of the smalls." I looked at the tag and said, "crap, they are the mediums!" Kristi looked at me and said, "you were really hoping they were the smalls weren't you?!" I guess those 16 pounds have had to go somewhere!!! Good times!

If you...

couldn't find your remote control to the TV for 2 FULL days would you think to look in here???

yah, me either!!! Thanks Sweets!

It's a good thing Daniel put some of these in Jaxton's lunch this morning.

Please vote, PLEASE!!

I have NEVER had a hard time picking out names for my kids, EVER!!! Blaykli's I was in love with the second I heard it on a cruise my sophomore year of high school. Jaxton's was a combination of 2 of my favorite names: Braxton and Jackson. This time I'm struggling to say the least, it's weird...I am not a fan of it. It might not be so hard if this child's aunt wasn't so stinkin opinionated :)! Here (on the right) is a poll of a few names that I'm liking right now,(the spelling may change depending on my mood) please vote for the one you like best so I can at least get some kind of inspiration from something. If you have any others you are willing to share, leave a comment, it will be greatly appreciated.

Poll #1 favorites: Ryker, Porter, Krew or (Crew)
Poll #2 favorites: Cooper
Poll #3 favorites: Brecken, Schafer
Poll #4 favorites: Gage, Kyler, Bridger
Poll #5 favorites: Beckham, Easton, Holden

Blaykli-ism's

If you aren't around my daughter on a regular basis then I'm pretty sure you don't know what a stinkin hoot she is, here is a slight preview...

#1. We were driving back from the Bone's house on Christmas Eve and she kept asking my dad to turn on his interior light. We all told her he couldn't see if he did that but of course she didn't understand. Finally she got ticked and stuck her tongue out (a lovely move a snooty little turd taught her at the McDonald's play land in Provo). My mom asked her, "did you just stick your tongue out?" Blaykli said, "Yes." My mom asked, "why" and Blaykli said, "Because I'm ruude!"

#2. We were at Church and at the end of Sacrament Meeting she said to me, "I want to go home and take my nap." I asked, "You don't want to go to nursery?" She said, "NO!" I asked why and she said, "Cause I'm not in the mooood!"

#3. My cousin asked her how old she was and she very matter of factly answered, "14."

#4. She is in love with Kristi's boyfriend Steve. She calls him Steven Hot dog....One night I put her to bed and said, "you didn't get to see Steven Hot dog all day today." She quickly answered, "he missed me so much."

There you have it folks, just a few of the thousands of Blaykli-ism's I could type up. There will be many more to come!

This picture....

of Jaxton just made me excited for Jarvis!!!

I needed that!!

Snowboots on the Beach....

I bet you there aren't many Californian's that have seen this.

I'm not even going to get into how we ended up here when we were suppose to be home!

Tubing at Soldier Hollow

Jaxton, Nanny, Pampa & Sweets

Twinners again!

The whole gang minus Daniel, dang job!

HUMP a di Dump Dump

Temple Square

Monday December 22nd

Utah wouldn't be the same without a visit to Temple Square.

SNOW fun!!!

Dear Snow: I LOVE YOU!!!

If you didn't get it in the mail....

Here is our Christmas Card for 2008. The baby's name is not going to be Jarvis. I repeat, his name will not be Jarvis. I have to clarify since Daniel's ENTIRE family thought we were serious, how could you ever take us serious???

UGLY Sweater Contest

This year at our Ward Christmas party I planned an UGLY sweater contest with the friends I knew would join me in this fabulous event. The best part was we were the only people that knew it was happening and it was a BLAST!!! It was all we could do to not bust up when someone (one of the super oldsters) told us how beautiful we looked in all seriousness.

And the winners are:

Daniel

and Lacey 3

That is what you call U..G..L..Y!!

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my friends!!!!

New Calling Again...

So I'm pretty sure that my last calling only lasted for about 2 and a half months before I got a new calling at the beginning of December. I am now the Secretary in the STAKE Young Women's Presidency. Apparently Stake Callings are not for old people here in Oklahoma. The Presidency is great and I'm excited about the calling. My first task has to do with cell phones and my plan to ban them from class and activities, I'm really looking forward to it, the madness has got to stop and the Young Women need to realize they can live without them for an hour twice a week. This is their eternal salvation we are talking about here people!!!! Don't even get me started....Anyway, timing is fabulous (SIKE) since we have to travel to 11 ward conferences in 5 months, me expecting #3 in the beginning of the 5th month of course and then in June (the 6th month) we not only have Stake Youth Conference but Girl's Camp back to back weeks. TOOT TOOT ALL ABOARD THE LOONEY MOBILE!!! Good times!

Catching up from Football Season...

My blogging life had to take a backseat to my business life during last Football Season, as I'm sure you noticed. Life was crazy, but sales were great!! Here is the quick rundown of what was missed....

*Jaxton started first grade.

*Blaykli got a big girl bed.

*Maternity pants came on at 8 weeks!
*For Halloween: Jaxton was a hamburger & Blaykli was a hotdog!

*This is what Blaykli can do to a box of donuts in about 8.7 seconds

*Daniel is now officially in charge of the Turkey cooking for the rest of our lives

*Daniel also found a new passion.....Bell Ringing for the Salvation Army!

There might have been a few more post worthy things in those months but I've got pregnancy brain and forget stuff constantly, it's a real problem.

Blogging will resume...

after the holidays, I promise!!

We've got a Wiener!!!

I'm still in shock, I was 100% positive it was a girl....

I'm open to name suggestions, I've got nothin'.

Blaykli's wants to name him "Baby Bobik"

Jaxton says "Carter"

Fig says"Jarvis"
HELP

This is how I knew...

First: Daniel walked into the kitchen naked (ooh baby) one night trying to determine if I was in the "mood" and I started bawling!!! He probably won't ever try that again :)

Second: I ate Chicken Spaghetti for breakfast one morning and have wanted it for breakfast on several other occasions. Except recently the thought of chicken makes me want to hurl unless it's fried, is that a problem?

Third: I suddenly developed a talent (as I see it) to devour gigantic hamburgers in approximately 5.3 seconds, no joke! Last trip to McDonalds I found myself thinking, "there wasn't anything BIG about that Big Mac! Where's the fries?"

YES! Bobik #3 is on the way, due the first part of May!!! I'm feeling fine as long as I don't get hungry and I'm already looking forward to the maternity clothes... seriously, bring on the full blown belly panel type comfort, this is #3 people!

Loves to all!

I can't believe....

That I haven't posted about my new calling. I FINALLY got released from Primary, don't get me wrong, I loved it but 6 years in the Primary Presidency is a little long for anyone, don't you think? Anyway, now I am in the Young Women's Presidency and I'm loving it. We don't have a ton of youth in our ward so we combine with another ward which always makes things interesting and sometimes complicated, but it's all good. I've only been to a couple activities so far but it rocks and I LOVE THE LADIES I SERVE WITH.

Here we (the leaders) are minus the one and only Fig

Here are some of the girls in Madge's fir coats that have come from
all of her travels around the world.

Here they are at Shawns Senior Night Volleyball game.
more fun to come!

Happy Fall!

Dang it....

Me after church yesterday: "I am so hungry I could die."
Jaxton: "I wouldn't even care if you died."

I CRIED....
Then I had a pity party for myself....
Now I'm considering trying a new parenting strategy....

You know it....

What about yours?

seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com

Would you rather....?

I can't believe it's taken me this long to get back to this....it's hilarious! Our friends Christina and Adrienne introduced this to us in Chicago. Don't go spend your money on the book though, I will share the funniest one with you and there are a few questions in there nobody should ever have to think about!! The funnest thing to do is make up your own and laugh your little butts off!!

Here we go...

Favorites from the book:

Would you rather....

compulsively mumble, "Kibbles 'n Bits. Kibbles 'n Bits. I've got to get me some Kibbles 'n Bits" anytime you run or walk swiftly.

OR

have a condition whereupon becoming increasingly irritated, more and more popcorn starts to pop out of you pants?

Would you rather live in a world...

where all dirty words and vulgar expressions were censored with silly bleeps, and buzzes.

OR

where when anybody tooted, confetti came out of their pants?

Kristi's best (so far):

Would you rather...

have your boobs in your back or your butt in your front?

Now here is your assignment. Come up with the best Would you rather..., leave it in the comments and the best one is going to win a prize. I don't know what yet, (I will let you know when I do) but it will be good!!!

Deadline for comments will be September 14th!!

Just another reason we love John!

John: "My boss' bosses are coming later this week and so he made a big deal about looking good and makin a good impression... which I think is a load of crap, but anyways, I really came to work like this today..."